Heath raised his eyebrows. "If it's possible."
Garcia shook her head. "Sorry, according to the agreement, we can't reveal it."
"The only thing I can tell you is that the Deep Sea Feast is to select the right Wizard. The Wizard will know your every move here. As for whether you're suitable or not, the Wizard will give you an answer before you leave."
After a pause, she continued, "There's no need to worry so much. You just need to try your best to fight for the Heart of the Sea."
At this point, Garcia ended the topic.
Then, she asked, "Then, give me your hand, young Wizard."
Heath stretched out his hand in confusion.
Garcia raised her hand and gently tapped on Heath's palm. A whooshing sound was heard. A gust of wind and snow suddenly swept over from the surroundings and gathered in Heath's palm.
After the wind and snow passed, there was already a strange fruit in Heath's palm.
