In the secret realm.
Several hours had passed since the apprentices entered the secret realm. Everything was normal for now, except the air and humidity around them had become increasingly scalding.
Ivan felt as if he had entered a steaming cage, and had it not been for the upper-class apprentice robe he was wearing, his clothes would have already become drenched.
As time ticked away, the temperature kept rising slowly, and the sky also became brighter.
He didn't venture elsewhere; instead, he stayed close to Steeple No. 29. Sorcerer Bernardson had arranged for them to be in this area, which certainly had its reasons.
"Where are the water scalding bubble fruits? If they don't ripen soon, I will be the one to overcook."
While keeping an eye on his surroundings, he checked the various items he had brought along to prevent any oversight. Fortunately, there were no issues.