Olivia's residence in the Royal City isn't very large, but the location is excellent, situated in the center of the Upper City area known as the "Royal District," just three streets away from the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
It's a three-story standalone attic, not particularly luxurious, but well-maintained, with big and beautiful spirit lamps hanging outside.
Due to the arrival of night, the lampshade automatically switches, making the light reflected into the space appear enigmatic and ambiguous.
Rod nervously rubbed his little hands, tugged at the corner of his clothes, adjusted the egg's position, and then reached out to knock on the door.
"Come in."
A crisp yet slightly lazy voice that was somewhat different from Olivia's usual briskness.
Rod's heart skipped two beats, suddenly recalling Olivia's perfect figure he saw in the Recording Crystal, which excited him greatly.
"I'm coming in."
