In the end, Casimir fulfilled Linden''s wish.


    "Since you''re so determined, I won''t make things too difficult for you," Casimir said.


    Linden expressed his gratitude, "Father Hay, thank you."


    "No need to thank me, child. Take care of yourself when you go down the mountain."


    "Thank you, Father Hay."


    Linden descended the mountain to experience the joys and sorrows of the mortal world. After all, it was indeed a little inappropriate for him to stay on Hydra Hill


    now.


    Perhaps the heavens favored him, or perhaps it was due to the power within him, but Linden did not die after parting with Amulet Glory. One could consider this a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.


    Shortly after Linden left, Aurora and Whistler were also required to descend the mountain for their training. Whistler''s descent was primarily because he was likely Casimir''s next sessor, so he needed to undergo some practical training.


    As for Aurora, she was merely using it as an excuse to go down and look for Linden.


    In truth, she did not belong on Hydra Hill anymore as her heart was already with Linden. She informed Casimir that she might not return after this trip down the mountain.


    Casimir believed that whatever that was meant to be, would happen. This principle had guided him throughout his long life and was the very reason he became the Heavenly Master of Hydra Hill.


    The previous Heavenly Master of Hydra Hill had once asked all his disciples whether they wished to be the Heavenly Master. Almost everyone replied eagerly that they would.


    Casimir, however, responded quite differently, but still sincerely, "I don''t want topete for this title. If you give it to me, I''ll ept it; if you don''t, I won''t pine for it. To me, it''s not that important."


    It was this answer that led him to be the current Heavenly Master of Hydra Hill.


    The day came for Whistler and Aurora to descend the mountain. Everyone gathered to see them off. Casimir stood at the entrance, surrounded by his disciples.


    He spoke to them with heartfelt sincerity, "Whistler, Aurora, I hope that you''ll gain valuable experiences and insights after your descent and then return to us safely. I hope that after witnessing the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, you won''t forget this day and the original intentions you carry with you."


    Whistler and Aurora sped their hands in salute and replied in unison, "We''ll remember."


    They waved goodbye and set off. Behind them, their fellow disciples shouted their farewells.


    "Goodbye, Whistler, Aurora!"


    "Make sure toe back safe!"


    After some time, the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, and


    everything around them felt quite unfamiliar. The pace of the world''s development was astonishing. In less than ten years, the city had undergone aplete transformation. The towering skyscrapers made their heads spin.


    Fogort was standing by a nearby bus stop as if waiting for them. Upon seeing them, he greeted them warmly, "Hey there, you two! I''ve been waiting for a while."


    "Who are you?" Whistler asked.


    Fogort exined who he was and the reason he was there waiting for them. "I''m a disciple of Goodspear Mountain. You can call me Fogort. You two must be here for your training, yes? I owe Father Hay a favor, and my elders also gave me a good scolding. They insist that I help you, so I have no choice but toply." "Ah, I see. Well, I hope you''ll take good care of us, Forgot."


    Fogort smiled at Whistler''s earnestness. "You really sound just like him."


    "Who?"


    "You two aren''t the first ones toe down here. Since my elders asked me to look after you guys, I naturally looked after him too."