A few days ago,
somewhere within a secret realm.
The sky was high and the clouds leisurely, a gentle breeze softly blew, and everywhere you looked, the entire secret realm space was peaceful.
A light wind swept through the mountains and forests, causing the wild grass on the plains to bow as if forming wave upon wave, and blooming flowers opened in the air, with a faint floral fragrance permeating the atmosphere.
This was a world full of flowers, grass, and trees, a peaceful natural space.
Unlike in the Kawa Great Forest, where resources were fought over and even trees battled to the death for sunlight.
If the outside world was a brutal arena of natural evolution, where the weak were meat for the strong, then this secret realm space was like a garden woodland where the god of love had descended.
Even the breeze in the air was peaceful.
This was the secret realm of the Elf Kingdom.
