"It just contains a mysterious aura?" Dox muttered skeptically, "That’s strange. Besides the mysterious parchment, are there other scrolls that can possess a mysterious aura?"
While Dox was still puzzled, Angel had already activated the Sunlight Garden.
With the Sunlight Garden’s opening, a great radiance burst forth, dispelling every inch of darkness within the narrow prison one by one.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but everyone present felt that this light seemed different from what they imagined. Compared to pure light, the glow emitted from the scroll resembled a mist of light.
Countless glowing points formed the light mist.
As they bathed in this light mist, everyone present felt a sense of comfort. Among them, Amisha felt it most profoundly because, while others merely bathed in the light mist, she was completely enveloped by the intense mist.
The mechanism of Sunlight Garden prioritizes healing those tainted or injured. And Amisha was affected by both, so the mist around her was particularly dense.
The gentle light mist continuously washed away the impurities within Amisha’s body while also healing those exhausted organs.
This feeling akin to rebirth made Amisha let out a comfortable moan.
And Amisha, who had kept her eyes tightly shut, finally opened them.
The first thing Amisha did upon waking was to cautiously survey her surroundings, even though she was lying on the ground with a limited field of vision. Her deep-rooted vigilance remained.
However, Amisha saw almost nothing, as her vision was filled with a brilliant white light surrounding her.
Instinctively wanting to prop herself up, Amisha found the inability to control herself and assess whether her surroundings were dangerous quite distressing.
Perhaps noticing Amisha’s intent, Lady Melo hurriedly approached her: "Amisha, it’s me. Please don’t move, don’t try to be strong. Your health is very poor; you’re currently being treated."
Amisha recognized Lady Melo’s voice, and the familiar tone made her feel slightly reassured.
"M-Melo... Lady, it was you who saved..." Amisha’s voice was dry and hoarse, possibly because she hadn’t spoken for a long time or received any water. It was so parched that even cracked, polluted blood trickled from her lips.
"Don’t speak; listen to me," Lady Melo said. "I’m sorry, I’m not as powerful as you imagined. If I were truly universal, you wouldn’t have ended up trapped with me."
"My abilities are limited; I can’t save you. The one who saved you is none other than the Transcendental Wizard from Barbarian Cave, Lord Pat."
While comforting Amisha, Lady Melo also explained all that had transpired.
Then, right in the middle of Lady Melo’s explanation, an inappropriate sound arose from somewhere behind her.
"Pff—" The sound, accompanied by the noise of polluted air, left the always elegant and courteous Lady Melo dumbfounded on the spot.
Beside her, Angel maintained a composed expression out of concern for etiquette, but Dox, who was used to being carefree, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, someone actually, actually farted." Dox remarked while covering his nose, "So smelly, so smelly."
Dox’s words made Lady Melo’s expression flush with embarrassment, then turn pale.
Farting in front of others was something Lady Melo had never imagined, especially considering her high regard for etiquette and decorum. This behavior was not only inappropriate but a significant breach of manners.
That’s why Lady Melo’s face turned pale; her self-confidence had been wounded.
Angel gave Dox a sidelong glance, "Hey, you’re overdoing it."
Dox was covering his nose and talking about how "smelly," but it was all an act. With the cleansing power of Sunlight Garden, no odor could reach Dox.
After pointing out Dox, Angel turned his attention back to Melo: "Lady Melo, you don’t need to be concerned. This is not an unexpected breach of decorum. You got close to Amisha, and with the density of mist surrounding her, some would naturally rub off on you."
"So it’s merely a natural physiological phenomenon under the sunlight of Sunlight Garden."
Whether Angel’s words comforted Lady Melo was uncertain, but her pale complexion did seem to slightly recover.
To prevent the scene from becoming too awkward, Angel continued, "Since the Sunlight Garden is already open, Lady Melo, perhaps you should let the others outside come in. Purging impurities and healing some hidden injuries would be beneficial for their future."
Lady Melo took a deep breath and responded to Angel, "Alright."
After speaking, Melo didn’t immediately leave. She had still been explaining to Amisha. Although there was a minor incident halfway, her etiquette wouldn’t allow her to leave directly.
"You heard earlier, the one who was speaking to me was Lord Pat..."
After briefly explaining the situation, Lady Melo removed her coat, intending to cover Amisha and prevent others from seeing her once the mist faded.
"Lady Melo, I’ve already used an Illusion Technique around Amisha; rest assured."
Relieved by these words, Melo put her coat back on, stood up, slightly nodded to Angel, then exited the prison.
Soon after, Melo brought in several other Talented Ones, including Siber.
As soon as they came in, even though the mist only casually passed by them, an ear-splitting symphony of consecutive farts emanated from behind them.
The group of boys, although initially embarrassed, quickly returned to normal, falling into the comfortable "massage" of light mist.
Only Siber, like Lady Melo, had her face turn stark white.
Seeing this, Angel smiled inwardly and shook his head; it seemed the etiquette taught by Lady Melo had been perfectly replicated by Siber.
This time, it was Lady Melo’s turn to comfort Siber.
Thanks to Lady Melo’s explanations, Siber eased up a bit. And perhaps seeing that everyone was passing gas, and witnessing Siber’s "as herself" facial changes, Melo’s once-tense mindset relaxed a bit.
Listening to the rising and falling sounds within the prison, Angel didn’t remark, but Dox expressed his annoyance, "Although I can’t smell it, it still feels awkward."
"If it’s awkward, you can leave. There’s a corridor outside, and Wandering Wizards are waiting for your salvation in the lower-level cells," Angel replied.
Dox said, "I’ll rescue them later, later."
Regardless of the awkwardness, Dox understood the Sunlight Garden’s unusual efficacy well. Even he noticed some of his hidden wounds being slightly soothed, though not completely healed. For it to benefit even Official Wizards proves its power.
"Speaking of which, if you put this scroll up for auction, it would fetch at least a thousand Magic Crystals, wouldn’t it? You’re using it to save that woman and those ordinary people who aren’t even Transcendents; don’t you think it’s a loss?"