Soft sunlight scattered golden radiance through the forest, layers of light and shadow forming a unique landscape across the ground.
A luxurious Western-style manor stood deep within the woods. Its courtyard, fountain, and lavish landscaping made it easy to imagine the wealth possessed by its owner.
Deeper still was the power represented by the land itself.
The only strange thing was that this luxurious manor was maintained by just two maids.
It was rather puzzling.
"Rem, are the guests coming?"
She stood around five feet tall, with large pink eyes, peach-colored lips, and an adorably indistinct facial contour.
Though her hair was cut short at her neck, its parting was different, with her bangs covering her Left Eye.
Rather than making her seem gloomy, combined with her wine-red eyes, it gave her a unique charm, like a rose.
She wore a black-based apron and a white maid headdress. Her maid uniform had been specially altered to reveal her slender shoulders, while the short skirt perfectly displayed the curves of her body.
If one were an enthusiast of the Dragon King Faction, they would surely think they had seen a Deity.
She was Rem's older sister, the greatest genius of the Oni Race, someone believed capable of rivaling the Sword Saint if she had retained her complete horn and been allowed to grow.
Even if she fell short of the Sword Saint, she would still become one of the world's foremost powerhouses.
Looking at the girl beside her, who was almost identical to her except for her blue eyes and hair, Ram spoke in an unsteady tone.
Yes, she could not remain calm.
Ram had once held hope as well, believing someone might be able to restore her horn. But reality had told her that she could no longer be healed.