"Can this be called a castle?"
Standing before the moat, no, the protective lake, Gray's eyes widened. Shinji beside her also had a look of astonishnt.
The Castle Adra looked astonished and too bizarre.
The surroundings were so beautiful. As described in fairy tales, there was a quiet and deep forest, a vast and tranquil lake, a heavy drawbridge paved on the lake surface, and a marble castle. Everything should have been so perfect, not losing out to any existing famous city.
However—the style of the castle itself was so distorted, so grotesque as if deliberately intended to arouse people's unease.
Yes, it was deliberate. Excluding the strong visual impact brought by the castle itself, upon careful observation, it was not difficult to find that the stacking of each piece of marble was carefully calculated.
The slanted spire, the half-collapsed city gate, the continuous and distorted city wall, and the mansion behind the city wall connected with the surrounding mountains to form a whole. It made the entire castle look like it was excavated from the mountain, rather than built by hollowing out the mountainside.
On this basis, observing from a distance again, there would be discoveries.
This castle was like a giant, with the spire as its spine, the castle gate as its ribs, the wall as its shoulders, and the residence as its heart—presenting a scene of inside-out horror, with skin and muscles peeled off from the skeleton.
"So it's called the Castle of Separation... What a bad taste! It makes people want to blow it up."
"Instructor, isn't that a bit too..."
"This ti I support him. This castle gives a very bad feeling, both hypocritical and sacred."
As they reached the castle, Add deliberately lowered his voice.
"Hypocritical sacredness..."
Gray muttered to herself, "Why is that?"
"Because giants are the children of angels."
A new visitor stepped onto the drawbridge.
This was a typical Western nobleman, about twenty-five years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore a pure white suit with a tie clip inlaid with precious gems, which perfectly matched his temperant, making him look calm and dignified.
The most impressive thing was his eyes, which were clear eyes rarely seen in a magus. From this point alone, it could be judged that he, like Shinji, was an anomaly among magi.
"Children of angels?"
A girl in a white dress erged from behind the young man. She was probably only half Gray's age, about seven or eight years old, and her shy appearance resembled a fledgling bird taking its first flight.
"It was recorded in the Apocrypha of the Bible that the children of angels and humans could be as tall as three thousand cubits."
"Ah, I know, that's 1,300 ters, right?"
"That's right, you're quick-witted, Rosalind."
The young man touched the girl's head, the indulgence in his eyes reminding Shinji of the scene of himself getting along with Sakura.
"Instructor, is he telling the truth?"
Gray asked in a low voice.
"It's true. It cos from the Book of Enoch, but hearing it from his mouth makes a little skeptical."
"Why?"
"Because he is the famous The Knight, Heine Istari."
Heine Istari, from the Istari family, a prestigious family of alchemists. The family itself was not conspicuous in the Clock Tower headquarters, where prestigious families were everywhere. Heine beca famous because of his own experiences. Despite coming from an orthodox magus lineage and possessing first-class aptitude as a magus himself, he gave up magecraft and went to the Holy Church to beco an Executor.
Later, for so reason, he returned to the Clock Tower and beca the favorite of many Lords, which caused the relationship between the Holy Church and the Clock Tower to beco very stiff for a ti. It was said that assassins were even sent to take Heine away, but in the end, the assassins were all defeated by Heine, and the matter ca to an end.
The fact that Heine joined the Holy Church showed that he was a very devout believer. It was surprising that such a person was familiar with the apocrypha that the Church did not recognize, and even spoke about it so naturally to his sister.
While chatting, Heine also noticed the young man and woman in front of them and naturally walked over.
"Good afternoon, you two. I am Heine Istari, and this is my younger sister, Rosalind."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Heine. Good afternoon, Miss Rosalind. I am Smith, and this is Gray. We are mbers of the El-lloi Classroom."
To facilitate Shinji's secret activities, Reines had prepared several fake identities for him.
"So you are students of Professor Velvet. Didn't the professor co?"
"It's a sha. The professor was going to co, but he received a temporary cooperation project, so he sent his disciple, Miss Gray, and I to represent him."
"So she's Professor Velvet's disciple. The professor is the best teacher in the Clock Tower. It's a dream of countless people to beco his disciple. Miss Gray's future achievents are limitless."
"You're... You're too kind."
Gray shrank back, obviously not used to this kind of social interaction.
Shinji quickly smoothed things over, "Excuse , Mr. Heine. Miss Gray has only been in London for a short ti and hasn't fully adapted yet."
"I'm very sorry about that. It's disrespectful to the host to chat at the door. Shall we go in and talk?"
"Please—"
As they spoke, the two n walked in front, leading the two shy ladies into the castle.
Behind the gate was a simple and spacious forecourt. The owner of the castle didn't seem to be very interested in this place and only did the minimum of maintenance. Perhaps so flowers were planted, but the exact location of the flower garden was unknown, and only a faint fragrance could be slled.
In front of the main castle used as a residence, stood a butler in a suit. Seeing the four of them coming, he bowed respectfully and opened the door.
Behind the door was an unusually spacious hall, filled with "angels."
Statues, murals, paintings, chandeliers, and all kinds of artwork.
The poses and materials were all different, and the types of angels depicted were also different.
Cherubs with bows and arrows, valiant archangels with swords, and principalities holding staffs of authority...
It was not just these classic images of angels, but also many unknown and more bizarre angels.
For example, the Thrones with four faces like Xenomorphs, the Seraphim like six-winged snakes, and of course, the most ancient image of angels—the Ophanim.
It was the burning wheel logo suspended in mid-air, its exterior covered with countless eyeballs, staring at everything on the ground.
That's right, this was the image of angels that was first recorded, not the humanoid form that people recognized, but closer to the original duty of angels—vessels of divine power.
The so-called angels were beings who carried divine power with their bodies, just like how modern magi used their own Magic Circuits to perform magecraft.
Another na for the Castle of Separation Adra was the Castle of Angels!
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