Floating Island - Triple S Talent

Karang Ayar Hotel – Main Continent

In the dining hall, Aleron and the elders had finished their meal. The faint aroma of herbal tea still lingered in the air, leaving a warmth among them. At that moment, they were preparing to depart for the Tree of Life Source.

However, before they could board the special vehicle prepared for them, a man in a white uniform approached. His movements were measured and full of confidence, even though his power level was only at the Master rank. Despite this, the badge on his chest signified that he was no ordinary person—he was a high-ranking officer.

"Greetings, Lord Aleron," the man said respectfully, bowing slightly before handing over a scroll with both hands. "By the order of Princess Nita, I have been instructed to deliver the event schedule to you."

Aleron was slightly surprised upon hearing that name. "Princess Nita?" This was the first time he had heard her mentioned directly. If a high-ranking officer was delivering a message in her name, then this woman must hold a position no lower than Lein.

Aleron accepted the scroll with a light nod and a polite smile. "Very well, I accept. Please extend my gratitude to Princess Nita."

The officer bowed again as a sign of respect before stepping back, leaving them to return to his duties.

Without delay, Aleron immediately unrolled the scroll. There was no reason to worry about information leaks, as this was an official document. He assumed the scroll only contained the event schedule, but since it involved their students directly, he needed to review it carefully.

His eyes scanned the text line by line until he reached the most intriguing part—the list of prizes. A wide smile spread across his face, and his gaze sharpened. His blood boiled upon seeing the magnitude of the rewards being offered.

"Elder Wen," he called, his voice filled with excitement. "Your task now is to ensure that our students deliver their best performance in this event."

Elder Wen, standing behind him, furrowed his brows. Curiosity flickered across his face. If Lord Aleron reacted this way, then the prizes must be truly extraordinary.

The expressions of the other elders also changed. One by one, they straightened their posture, like a pack of hunters who had just caught the scent of a valuable prey.

"Yes, my Lord!" Elder Wen responded promptly.

He was Aleron's right-hand man, known for his sharp instincts, and now his spirit burned just as fiercely.

Without wasting any more time, Aleron and the elders immediately set off for the Tree of Life Source, leaving the hotel with steps full of determination.

***

By the edge of a tranquil lake, a lush tree stood tall with its thick trunk. Sunlight slipped through the leaves, casting soft shadows that danced on the water's surface. A few leaves drifted down slowly, following the rhythm of the gentle breeze, adding to the natural and serene atmosphere of the place.

Beneath the shade of the tree, a woman stood gracefully. Her green gown fluttered softly each time the wind brushed past. Both of her hands were outstretched, as if trying to feel the energy emanating from the tree. Her shimmering eyes reflected deep admiration.

"Where did the owner of this realm acquire this tree?" Tauriel murmured softly. "It looks so much like the Sacred Tree..."

Her eyes narrowed as she tried to look deeper, probing into the essence contained within the tree's trunk. However, no matter how deeply she focused her sight, the origins of the tree remained a mystery.

"Ahem… Apologies for disturbing your moment of peace, Lady Tauriel."

A girl's voice suddenly rang out from behind her. Tauriel snapped out of her thoughts. Her heart pounded a little faster—not from fear, but from sheer surprise. How was it possible that she hadn't sensed someone approaching?

She quickly turned around. A young girl stood there, dressed in a white gown adorned with delicate lace. Her long hair cascaded beautifully, reflecting the golden light of the sun. A gentle smile graced her face, yet behind that elegance, there was something else—something that made Tauriel hold her breath.

"A King-level?"
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Her heart trembled. A few months ago, during the selection phase when the cosmic unification took place, this girl had still been at the Grandmaster stage. At the time, Tauriel had considered taking her as a disciple due to her extraordinary talent. But now, standing before her was someone who had advanced to the King level in an unimaginable span of time.

Tauriel's eyes gleamed as she spread her Divine Perception in all directions. She needed to ensure this wasn't a trick or an illusion created by someone.

"Are you that girl?" she asked hesitantly, still trying to accept the reality before her.

"Yes, that's correct, Lady Tauriel," Nita replied respectfully.

There was no arrogance in her tone, only a deep sense of calm. She looked at Tauriel with respect, yet behind that gaze lay something else—a hidden sense of admiration.

After all, the Crystal Core she had used belonged to the race of the woman standing before her. In a way, Tauriel could be considered her mother in terms of the source of her power.

Hearing that answer, Tauriel fell silent for a moment. An indescribable feeling washed over her. In all her years, she had never seen someone progress from the early Grandmaster stage to King level in such a short time—unless it was merely temporary power.

But the Nita standing before her was truly at the King level. She could feel the presence of the realm's aura flowing from the girl's body.

"Incredible… Congratulations, Princess Nita," Tauriel said with a gentle smile. There was respect in her voice. The girl she had once known had now transformed into someone entirely new.

As the owner of the Crystal Core, she couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret. If only she could have recruited Nita into her race… But it was too late. As a Guardian, her duty was to ensure the survival of her people—and one of the best ways to do that was by recruiting talented individuals from various races across the cosmos.

"Thank you, Lady," Nita responded politely. "It is all due to the will of the Gods. Even our meeting today was destined."

She then stepped closer and handed a scroll to Tauriel.

"Lady, please accept this. It contains the schedule of events for this afternoon," she said casually.

Tauriel took the scroll and carefully stored it in her spatial ring. "Very well, Princess Nita. I will read it later," she said calmly.

Nita did not leave immediately. She remained standing before Tauriel for a moment, as if she had something else to say. Then, with a graceful motion, she raised her hand and retrieved an item from her spatial ring.