A pure white figure suddenly appeared in midair.
She wore a laurel crown woven from olive branches, a soft white gauze robe, and walked barefoot on crystalline feet as she drifted gracefully toward Ren Yu.
Yet strangely, although the figure appeared female, Ren Yu could not see her face. A hazy mist like clouds and vapor obscured his gaze.
Invisible steps seemed to hang in the air. As she descended, every graceful step rapidly closed the distance between them.
Simply looking at the woman in white gave Ren Yu waves of peaceful familiarity.
"Why does this person seem somewhat familiar? But I... why do I have absolutely no memory of her?"
Just as Ren Yu was thinking this,
the graceful figure finally arrived at his side.
She lifted her delicate head, and that indistinct face seemed to be examining him.
The scene fell silent.
Ren Yu: "..."
He slightly loosened his right hand around his sword hilt, but he did not dare lower his guard. If she made even the slightest suspicious move, he would strike without hesitation.
But to his surprise,
this "woman" had already seen through Ren Yu's actions. Her gentle, faintly magnetic voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.
"You need not be so tense... nor so wary of me... I have no intention of becoming your enemy, and I never will."
Hearing that, Ren Yu narrowed his eyes. Rather than relaxing his vigilance, he asked, "Who are you? Why have you come?"
The female figure pondered for quite some time before slowly answering, "Me? My name... is too long. But you may call me the World Tree, or simply Tree."
"World Tree?"
"Yes... that is what they call me. They have called me that for so long that I have grown accustomed to it."
At that, the