In the next moment, several figures burst through the rift in the sky.
Leading them—was none other than Feylora.
"What’s going on? Feylora?!" Ethan called out, surprised.
"Master," Feylora said, her voice excited, "I found something really interesting. A place—another world, actually—that’s very similar to the Adamant Dragon Plane World! I thought you’d want to see it for yourself. Oh, and these are the Fairies I brought back from there."
"Fairies? A world like the Adamant Dragon Plane?" Ethan blinked, caught off guard.
That’s when he noticed—those following behind Feylora weren’t from Emerald Castle. Not even close.
They were striking—men and women alike, with graceful, almost ethereal bodies, and shimmering, translucent wings that glowed faintly in the light.
The energy radiating from them was incredibly pure—laced with elemental signatures, but also something else... something unmistakably Fairy in nature.
What really stunned Ethan, though—
Was that every single one of these Fairies Feylora had brought back...
Was Tier 16, S-class.
That was no joke. These weren’t just pretty faces—they were powerful.
"Where is this place? How did you find it?" Ethan asked quickly, stepping forward.
Feylora didn’t hesitate for a second.
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a map.
"I stumbled across an ancient ruin," she explained. "While exploring it, I found a spatial vortex hidden deep inside. I was curious, so I went in alone. And what I found... was a completely separate Plane World."
She pointed to a spot on the map, then continued, "In the heart of the ruins, I found ancient inscriptions. They called that world—the Feywild."
"My Lord, I found many of my kind there. And... I also discovered the tomb of the Fey Sovereign."
"The Feywild..." Ethan narrowed his eyes, interest sparking immediately.
This sounded promising.
If this world was anything like the Adamant Dragon Plane—and if he could conquer it, bring the Fairies of the Feywild under the banner of Emerald Castle—
Then his chances of surviving, and even launching a counteroffensive against the higher layers of Sky Citadel...
The strategic value was obvious.
He nodded without hesitation. "Feylora. Where is this Plane World? Take me there. Now."
"Yes, My Lord!" Feylora responded instantly, tapping the map to mark the location. Then she turned and took the lead, guiding Ethan and the others toward the spatial vortex.
Seeing this, the surrounding Emerald Castle forces didn’t waste a second.
They moved out immediately, following close behind.
Feylora might be the one leading Ethan to the Feywild, and they trusted her—but no one was about to let their Lord walk into an unknown world alone.
Who knew what kind of dangers might be waiting on the other side?
It wasn’t long before they arrived at the edge of a strange, swirling vortex of space.
RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE—!
The energy pouring out of the vortex was incredibly pure—just breathing it in made Ethan feel sharper, more alive. As he stepped closer, that power seeped into his body, thickening his aura and making his presence even more intense.
The others felt it too. As they approached, their excitement grew. Their energy stirred on its own, blood pumping faster, like their very cells were responding to the Feywild’s call.
[Congratulations, Player Valkarion, you have unlocked the Feywild Instance. If you successfully obtain the Fey Sovereign’s Scepter, you will gain dominion over this world and unlock the power of the Fairies.]
At the same time, a detailed map flashed into Ethan’s mind—far more intricate than the one Feylora had shown him earlier. It was a full layout of the Feywild.
"Well now... this just got interesting," Ethan said with a grin.
He waved his hand. "Let’s go. Time to see what this place is all about."
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The moment they stepped through the vortex, Ethan could feel the difference.
The Feywild wasn’t just another Plane World—it was something else entirely.
The air was thick with raw, unfiltered energy. It was everywhere, woven into the very fabric of the land. And more than that, it felt... welcoming. Like the world itself was alive, and it didn’t reject any kind of power or race.
Instead, it embraced them.
"Damn... this place is incredible," Ethan murmured, taking it all in.
"Master," Feylora said, stepping up beside him, "I’ve already scouted the area. The entire world is inhabited by Fairies. But recently, their ruler—the Fey Sovereign—was killed under mysterious circumstances. No one knows who did it... and they’re still grieving."
She looked up at him, her expression serious. "So... I was wondering. Could we help them?"
Ethan glanced at her, then gave a small smile. "As long as they don’t become our enemies... of course we can."
Just then, a soft voice called out from nearby.
"Feylora, you’re back?! Who are all these people? I’ve never seen them before..."
A small, delicate figure peeked out from behind a massive tree. She looked a little nervous, but her voice was sweet—like something out of a fairytale.
And sure enough, she was a Fairy too. A particularly adorable one.
"Aria, it’s okay! Don’t be scared," Feylora said warmly. "This is the person I told you about—my Lord, Ethan. He’s kind, and he’s here to help. We’re going to find out who killed the Fey Sovereign and make them pay."
She turned to Ethan with a smile. "My Lord, this is Aria. She’s a sweet little thing I met here before."
"She really is," Ethan said with a chuckle, then waved to the girl. "Hey, Aria. You can call me Ethan. I’m from Emerald Castle. Don’t worry—we’re not here to hurt anyone."
"Really?" Aria’s eyes lit up. "Hi! I’m Aria, I’m one of the Primordial Fairies of this world!. It’s nice to meet you!"
She beamed, her nervousness melting away.
"Come on, Ethan! I’ll take you to our city—you’re my guest now!"
With that, she turned and fluttered ahead, leading the group deeper into the Feywild.
The others followed, and before long, they arrived at a breathtaking city.
Calling it a "city" didn’t quite do it justice—it looked like something straight out of a storybook. A kingdom built inside a living forest, where every structure was elegant, compact, and covered in lush greenery. Vines and flowers wrapped around towers, bridges were woven from glowing roots, and the air shimmered with natural magic.
The spiritual energy here was so pure, it felt like it was cleansing their bodies just by being near it.
But just as they were taking it all in—
A massive surge of power erupted from somewhere nearby.
A terrifying aura exploded into the sky, blanketing the entire region in pressure.
RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE—!