Gala City, in the basement of a luxurious villa.
As the five overlapping contracts turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated, all five of them faintly felt as though their souls had gained a little weight.
"The contract's signed, so where's the treasure?" Adele looked around curiously. "I get it. Is it hidden inside these tables and chairs, and we need to shave off the wood on the outside?"
No wonder Adele thought that way. After all, the basement was basically full of tables, chairs, and furniture, everything visible at a glance, with nowhere to hide anything.
"The treasure isn't here," Felix said.
"It isn't here? Then why did we come here?"
Adele looked blank, but everyone else looked as if they had expected this. Lois pinched Adele's cheek in exasperation. "Pay at least a little attention in class! We're spellcasters, not ordinary people. If we want to hide something, how could we possibly hide it in the real world like ordinary people?"
"If it's not hidden in the real world, then where is it hidden... Oh, the Void Realm!" Adele suddenly understood. "No wonder a spell spirit is needed to open the treasure!"
Compared to the real world, which was full of accidents, shifting seas and lands, natural disasters, and man-made calamities, the Void Realm was the perfect storage warehouse: unchanged through the ages, free of disaster, and utterly deserted.
The Void Realm had never been merely a training ground for spellcasters. It was the foundation of the spellcaster system. Even now, no one dared claim they had fully researched the Void Realm, and almost every year, every month, spellcasters used the Void Realm to invent new technologies.
Spellcasters were like children picking up seashells on the beach, while before them still stretched a vast ocean filled with the