There were only five servants working as attendants. These attendants looked like waiters and waitresses standing at the side.
Angele soon noticed — as he walked closer to them — that they were not living beings.
The attendants' mouths looked similar to the ones wooden puppets commonly had, and not the hint of the existence of a soul was there in their eyes.
Wait… It's not that they look like wooden puppets, they are wooden puppets, Angele thought of this as he focused his gaze on the attendants' body. He discovered to himself that their skin seemed to be as hard as wood while having the color of human flesh.
The attendant nearest at the front noticed that Angele was walking toward her, so she slightly moved her neck and rolled her soulless eyes, staring at Angele.
