Although he did not know what this so-called "feast" truly was, at least one thing was certain: Gloria and Felicia had indeed come because of the changes at Black Castle.
"Black Castle has nurtured undead for a thousand years, and even its aura has changed. Even if all the undead here are completely cleared out, as long as this gloomy, venomous aura remains, more undead will continue to gather here." Sanders sighed through the Mind Tether. "What Gloria and the others want to do is fundamentally transform Black Castle. From that perspective, Isabella truly intends to overturn Isabella's thousand-year Blood Bath plan."
In other words, Angel's clearing of the undead treated the symptoms, while what Gloria and the others were doing was pulling out the root of the disease.
Hearing this, Angel felt somewhat relieved.
Just as Sanders had said, Isabella had made up her mind to change Black Castle's current state. In the short term, this might bring growing pains. After all, one reason Black Castle had once inspired such fear was the presence of the undead. But in the long run, this was clearly beneficial to Black Castle's development.
Although Angel had his own interests in mind when eliminating the undead, if Black Castle could completely change its present state and keep innocent women from being tortured and murdered, that would still be a good thing.
Originally, because of Isabella, helping Black Castle eliminate the undead had left a knot in Angel's heart. But now, he had let it go.
"They are clearly master and disciple, yet they are two completely different people." Angel sighed. Isabella truly deserved to be called the most dazzling witch of a thousand years ago. In decisiveness and foresight, she far surpassed Isabella.
Faced with Black Castle's chronic ailments, Isabella had not thought