A pure white light shot up from the hospital building and crashed into the gloomy sky. Ripples of radiance spread outward, sweeping away every trace of gloom.
On the rooftop of the hospital building opposite, Gilgamesh, who had been resting with his eyes closed, seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the rising pillar of light.
"This aura..." Gilgamesh frowned slightly.
A corner of the hospital.
Monkey King, who had been silently pouring wine down his throat, turned his head at the same time and looked toward the pillar of light soaring into the sky.
He stared at it for a long time, then silently withdrew his gaze and lifted the wine jar again, throwing back his head for a deep drink.
Meanwhile, on the steps at the front of the courtyard.
Bragi's cheerful song came to an abrupt halt. Holding his harp, he blinked at the pillar of light and sighed helplessly:
"Another big brother... I wonder if this neighbor will be easy to get along with. I just hope he's not another pair of thugs like those two..."
The ward door slowly opened. Lin Qiye's gaze passed through the endless holy white light and fell upon the figure standing in the middle of the room.
It was an old man dressed in white. Clouds swirled beneath his feet as he emerged from the holy white light. His deep blue eyes gazed at Lin Qiye, his expression filled with love and compassion.
Only when he drew closer did Lin Qiye see clearly that what he wore was not white clothing at all, but drifting, flowing clouds.
Lin Qiye looked behind him, where a familiar panel floated in the air:
``` Ward Six.
Patient: Yelander
Mission: Help Yelander treat his mental illness.