"Wait a moment. I'll go wake her up." With that, the Wise Sovereign rose to his feet and left the lounge.
The lounge door remained open. Angel could see that the Wise Sovereign had not headed toward the main hall, but farther inward—to the bedroom he had mentioned... the place where he rested after assuming his true form as the Three-Eyed Blue Demon.
Less than half a minute later, Angel heard the Wise Sovereign's returning footsteps.
When the Wise Sovereign returned to the lounge, Angel noticed that he had an extra palm-sized statue in his hand.
Perhaps noticing where Angel's gaze had fallen, the Wise Sovereign set the statue on the table and smiled. "This is where my old friend resides. I carved this statue in her likeness."
The statue was a deep, weighty white, with a faint cream hue beneath its rich whiteness. Under the light, its reflection was not dazzling. It was somewhat like milk refined to its purest essence—lustrous, smooth, and tender.
And this skinlike whiteness was not the result of later coloring. It was the material's natural color.
That was quite unusual.
After all, the material used for this statue was Soul-Soothing Stone. Soul-Soothing Stones were generally gray or black. White Soul-Soothing Stones were exceedingly rare.
However, the color of a Soul-Soothing Stone did not actually affect its efficacy. But the closer its color came to either extreme of black or white, the longer it could endure.
Among them, white Soul-Soothing Stones lasted more than twice as long as black ones.
In other words, if a soul placed in a black Soul-Soothing Stone could remain at peace for five hundred years, then a soul placed in a white one could remain at peace for a thousand years.
Depending on the purity of the color, that number