Gabriel was far too large.
Though Text Manor's hall was not small, the manor had ultimately been designed around the proportions of "people." Its width was not a problem, but its height was still too low. Fitting a Gabriel inside was rather difficult.
Gabriel had originally wanted to stroll around the hall, but upon hearing Laplace's warning, he hurriedly stopped.
After giving Gabriel another look, Laplace prepared to head to the study first and discuss the situation with Angel.
She had heard Angel's voice transmission while outside and had thus come to Text Manor at once.
Although Angel's tone had been calm at the time, Laplace had detected a certain urgency in it. Something important had presumably happened on his end.
Just as Laplace was about to turn and go upstairs, footsteps suddenly sounded from the staircase.
Laplace froze and looked up, only to see Angel slowly walking down the stairs.
"Angel?" Surprise flashed through Laplace's eyes. Hadn't Angel been in the Modern City Instance? He had come out so quickly?
The moment that thought arose, Laplace noticed something was wrong. There was clearly a sense of illusion nodes floating around Angel.
This was an illusion?
Although she had seen through the fact that Angel had arrived as an illusion, Laplace was still puzzled.
Hadn't every previous contact been through voice transmission? Why was he making this one so formal?
"You..." Laplace wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back down. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced toward the hall. Gabriel and Gray Porcelain had clearly noticed the situation as well, their gazes secretly drifting this way.
"Shall we go upstairs to talk?" Laplace asked.
Angel thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No need. Though this matter is rather important, it doesn't hurt for