As he had scheduled to be a guest at the Kant territory for a few days, after a rather sumptuous welcome feast, Viscount Victor Kant arranged accommodation for Gawain and his accompanying personnel.
The feeling that this old castle brought to Gawain wasn't particularly good.
Although its interior was filled with light and warmth — the magic crystal lamps that could be seen everywhere and the doors, windows, tables, and chairs that had been cleaned up to look like new — all dispelled the gloom brought by the arrival of night, but unpleasant feelings still continuously emerged in Gawain's heart. It was as if he could see the underlying appearance of this castle through those shining windows and painted white walls. —— Behind those polished covers was black, icy cold stone; it was full of slimy moss and cracks in all directions, as well as the shadows and germs that bred ceaselessly in those humid cracks.
