It wasn’t until late in the evening that Hillis was able to return to the room assigned to her at the Warrant temple.

"Oh, my. What are all these?" she asked Albatoss while looking at the items that filled her room. The gifts ranged from bouquets woven clumsily out of wild flowers to expensive-looking jewels.

Albatoss, who had brought them over, smiled and spoke as if it were nothing. "These are gifts of gratitude from the soldiers, citizens, and nobles who were treated by Saintess-nim today." He added, "You don't have to worry because we've finished all the safety tests."

Hillis picked up a bouquet of loose flowers that were hanging loose because they were tied incorrectly, saying, "I like this one the most."

"Yes. They said that the young children of Warrant made it themselves. Isn't it cute?" Albatoss replied.

"It is." Hillis smiled gently and looked at the other gifts.

"If you don't feel comfortable because they're too expensive, should I go return them?" Albatoss asked.

Hillis looked at Albatoss as if he were saying something stupid. "Why would we give back what they gave us for free?"

“Yes? In the past, you used to say you felt burdened, and it was bothersome...” Albatoss began.

"That was a long time ago. How much is all this worth?” Hillis...