On the third floor hallway of Lichtenstein Castle.
Lanci and Hyperion stood in front of what used to be the main bedroom of the castle owner and knocked on the door lightly twice.
"Lanci?"
"It's me."
Lanci then turned the door handle and opened the master's bedroom door.
Between the crack of the door, a slightly dazzling, flickering light instantly pierced the dim environment of the corridor.
Lanci with Hyperion entered the room.
This spacious room, as massive as the heart of an ancient castle, had countless carvings and decoration details hung on its walls - it was like an opened history book. The rich colors and delicate lines naturally incited one's curiosity about the stories behind them.
The marble fireplace burned with robust and passionate flames. The deep brown curtains draped over the window at a distance, obscuring the night outside. The room had an inexplicable secretive feel to it, as though an unspeakable ceremony was taking place.
