The flickering magic symbols dimmed one by one, and the buzzing crystal device began its cooling process. Emperor Rosetta Augustus opened his eyes, awakening from a state between reality and illusion.
He exhaled softly, feeling his mind relax, a sensation he had not experienced for some time, and then he left the magical device without any hesitation.
"If you feel mentally exhausted, you can rest a bit longer on this," Lady Windsor Maple said beside him, "Although it can't heal the curse, it can at least ease your burden somewhat."
"Using soul anesthesia to relieve stress is effective, but long-term use will weaken one's will," Rosetta said lightly, "This will be enough. Lady Maple, how are things?"
