To ensure he traveled in comfort, Kroya had long since had the Phantom-Feather Cloud Snakes build him a cloud island. Powered by energy extracted from Void Luminary ore and surrounded by planted irises, it could remain invisible while moving at high speed.
When Theodore and Jynessa saw Kroya casually produce a magnificent island, their reactions were completely different-the former gleefully climbed aboard, found a sofa woven from Swift-Running Alpaca wool, and flopped onto it, while the latter was astonished that this place could accommodate undead creatures.
However unwilling they were to admit it, they were both undead now. They could no longer taste delicious food or experience sunshine and rain. Even breathing was unnecessary.
Yet here, on this white cloud island covered in blooming flowers, he could actually breathe air!
Air scented with flowers and fresh grass, mingled with the smell of earth!
The dignified Legendary Rank swordsman greedily inhaled the air, his expression utterly intoxicated. He even stroked the delicate little flowers like some lovestruck creep, chuckling foolishly to himself.
Kroya: "..."
"Uh, this friend of yours..." He considered his wording before tactfully saying, "The Underworld's corrosive effects really might be rather severe. I have some special magic potions. Does he need any?"
Theodore pulled his head out of the soft alpaca-wool sofa, glanced at his friend, and said with practiced indifference, "That's perfectly normal. The Underworld doesn't have sunshine and rain like this.
"What you consider ordinary is practically impossible to find in the Underworld.
"But I still don't understand what power you're using to let us dead people feel sunshine and rain. Back in the Main Plane, it was Eden. Is this part of Eden too?"
There was unmistakable longing in his eyes as well.
Clearly, an environment that allowed the undead to experience ordinary sunshine and