「That same morning, in the Holy Tree Palace.」
The radiance of the Holy Tree Illusion served as the sun. When its golden leaves began to reflect light onto the palace, it signaled the morning sun.
Deep within the Holy Tree Palace, the bedchambers meant to imprison a certain "stain" had been completely transformed. The palace was refurbished, filled with luxurious furniture, and surrounded by dense flowerbeds that had been specially transplanted.
Reiya's original living quarters were now unrecognizable. And she hadn't even requested any of it—the renovations were completed the very night the Trial concluded.
Standing by the window on the second floor of her chambers, Reiya had only to twitch her nose to savor the full fragrance of the flowers. The view before her was a beautiful landscape that brought her peace of mind.
