Angel used his spiritual power to sense the castle's general layout.
When he finished, Angel's expression grew somewhat grave.
"Sir, did you discover something?" Madame Mero was highly observant and immediately noticed the change in Angel's expression. On the surface, she was asking about his discovery, but there was more concern in her words.
Angel said, "Nothing. I found the path to the upper floors. Follow me."
Angel did not elaborate and simply turned to lead the way.
After what had happened with the human-body turntable, everyone was still somewhat dazed. They had all fallen silent of their own accord, merely following Angel quietly.
Before long, they arrived at a corridor.
Servants with lowered heads occasionally passed through it, but overall, the corridor seemed relatively peaceful to the group.
But that was only what they thought.
Paintings occasionally hung along both sides of the corridor. There was nothing disturbing in their contents; instead, they carried an air of innocent charm.
As everyone looked at those paintings, their moods seemed to settle slightly. Some even quietly discussed which painting looked better.
Only Sibyl noticed that Madame Mero's brows furrowed faintly whenever she looked at the paintings.
Sibyl had once learned etiquette from Madame Mero and spent a long time with her. She deeply admired and understood this elegant, composed teacher. Madame Mero was extremely particular about etiquette, and frowning, unless it was a deliberate display in response to unwarranted treatment at some noble banquet, was somewhat discourteous to do in front of others.
Sibyl could tell that Madame Mero's frown was an instinctive reaction. She seemed not to like those paintings. In fact... she even found them somewhat repulsive.
After reaching that conclusion, Sibyl became more cautious when looking at the corridor's paintings.
When they passed another painting that seemed filled