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From the guest room window, a layered sound, like someone muttering under their breath...

...stopped.
In its place, a strange scent drifted in on the wind.

Was it incense wood? Or perhaps an aromatic herb? It was a peculiar scent... and yet, it was the kind of smell that somehow reminded one of plants and trees.

After a while, it was once again accompanied by that muttering sound.

Koai remained seated on the bed, her gaze fixed on the window, waiting.
Before long, a faint fluctuation of magical power emerged...

Then, the room was suddenly illuminated, and a moment later, whispering voices could be heard!

"Apostate! Strike down the apostate!!"
"God! Grant us your strength! Your strength!!"

With the room lit up, she could clearly see several figures entering through the window. Some of them let out whispers, while the others, with their mouths shut tight, advanced toward Koai!

"You apostate... receive the blade of our Lord with due reverence!"
A small voice, ill-suited to the strength of the words.

The intruders kept a slight distance, surrounding Koai and pointing the daggers in their hands at her.