Reimian Empire

- You heard him, - Myco pushed a strand of hair from her face, her voice regaining its usual indifference. - For the first time since crossing the threshold of this building, I don't feel that oppressive weight. It seems that our work to destroy the "heart" is coming to an end. There may still be less dangerous... entities here, but if they were only held back by the Emperor's power, they won't stay in this world for long. Just like the spells that prevented anyone from leaving the palace.
She turned to Castor:
- I trust Kamisama, but we could also check the second floor. After all, now that we have the chance to see with our own eyes the true legacy of your brilliant politician, for which so many mercenaries gave their lives, we should take advantage of it.
She turned to Livia:
- Excellent work. I didn't think you would last this long, considering your condition in the first hours of our journey, but without your magic, our chances would have been much lower. My opinion of the empire, which was already not very high, has fallen even further after I saw the deeds of your former emperor with my own eyes, but I admit that the Remian magical art should not be underestimated.
She turned to Tsukiko:
- As for you... You are weak. You have a lot of work to do if you truly want to be worthy of your Muneshige, - Ayano shrugged and turned away. - But I no longer hold a grudge against you. You have atoned for your sin and helped the souls of our former comrades find peace. You are pure before Kamisama.

so, shall we go to the main treasury?