Translator: SumTLMan
The moment Angel saw the castle, the words of Bee Blair immediately came to his mind.
Mademoiselle Goldilocks lived in a huge castle.
Undoubtedly, this castle was Mademoiselle Goldilocks’ residence.
The style of this castle was unlike anything Angel had seen before. It was composed of multiple spires, resembling a church-like architecture at first glance. However, the castle’s exterior had a silvery-white metallic sheen. All light sources hitting the recessed areas seemed to be absorbed by this outer layer, making the entire castle emit a dazzling white light.
Due to its overwhelming brilliance, it was hard to discern the full details of the castle with the naked eye. Angel activated his right eye to enhance his vision, intending to examine the castle’s details more closely.
However, upon activating his right eye, the first thing Angel noticed wasn’t the details of the castle, but a figure in the window on the third floor directly above the main entrance.
Angel couldn’t see the figure’s face due to their long dark waterfall-like hair covering it completely.
Common sense would suggest that the presence of long dark hair might indicate the person was facing away from the window.
Angel was certain that she was facing forward, not back, because of her hands, which emitted a faint luminous glow, touching the windowpane.
Moreover, Angel felt that through the dark hair, her gaze was fixed on him.
Angel was uncertain if he had been noticed by the other party before activating his right eye, nor did he know for how long he had been observed. However, just as Angel turned to look at her and wanted to scrutinize carefully, the silhouette behind the window flickered and vanished.
Angel didn’t know if she was the rumored Mademoiselle Goldilocks, but those hands seemed very much like the ones that had embraced him earlier, taking him into the Doreen Flower Garden.
After pondering for a moment, Angel flew into the recessed area from the edge of the mountain top.
Since he was already discovered, there was no need for him to hide anymore. Besides, this place was the domain of Nightmare Plane creatures, and if they intended to put him in mortal danger, there were countless ways to do so. Moreover, as “Shava,” if he appeared timid and sought to hide, it would be laughable.
Angel willingly entered the mushroom garden outside the castle and walked towards the castle with an indifferent expression.
The mushrooms in the garden, many of which were different from those in the outside world, appeared somewhat menacing… For instance, there was a terrifying giant mushroom to the left front, constantly emitting lava, and around the mushroom, numerous fire elemental beings were leaping, looking very fierce and ready to attack at any moment.
Unlike the elemental beings forcibly created in the lava lake previously, these were mature, with bloodthirsty looks in their eyes, as if ready to launch an attack anytime.
Similarly, about a hundred meters to the right, there stood a small, dark green mushroom by a small pond. Although small in size, it emitted a dark green toxic gas, evident by the absence of other life forms around it and the human skeletons scattered on the barren ground.
In addition to this, there were spinning mushrooms with long mycelium filaments, reminiscent of a merry-go-round in an amusement park, yet their filaments were bound with human bones.
All sorts of terrifying mushrooms, unseen outside, were converging here.
Angel appeared calm on the surface, but was actually very cautious, especially when he saw a creature resembling a sea urchin, but many times larger, rolling towards him. Angel’s vigilance peaked.
However, this giant sea urchin did not attack him, but merely rolled slowly past him.
In that crossing moment, Angel noticed that this so-called “sea urchin” was also a type of mushroom. Its body was a spherical core with spikes all around, all covered in dark mycelium. The mycelium was rigid, allowing it to roll without softening upon touching the ground.
Even though the sea urchin did not attack, Angel remained alert until he was certain it had disappeared at the end of the road before he slightly relaxed.
Angel continued walking forward, seemingly untroubled, but he chose paths that avoided the more frightening-looking mushrooms.
Along the way, nothing unexpected happened.
Angel also took this opportunity to extend his mental power outward, curious to see if there were any Mushroom Forums in the area.
Indeed, there were.
However, compared to the mushroom forest outside, many mushrooms here are very silent and do not transmit emotions outward. But this does not mean that the mushrooms in this small garden are restrained, because the few mushrooms that do speak, the content of their words, have a much stronger flavor of gunpowder than those in the mushroom forest outside.
“Our Majesty above, your venom has corroded one of my feet again, do you want to duel with me?”
“The human that Lord Mad fed yesterday, clearly placed next to me, you took a leg while I was not paying attention, so it’s fair for me to corrode your foot!”
“That human had no nutrition, but my foot was not easy to grow since I came here, there’s no comparison! I must duel with you, right in front of Lord Nooka, and turn you into my nourishment!”
“You are my nourishment!”
This was the conversation between the pale green mushroom Angel had seen before and the neighboring tall, thin mushroom, which was like a big tree.
“Stop arguing, haven’t you noticed that Lord Mad is quieter than usual?” A new voice spoke, coming from the rolling mushroom Angel had seen earlier.
“I know, it’s because Highness Shava… has arrived.”
“Exactly, do you want to duel in front of Highness Shava? Aren’t you afraid that Highness Shava will turn you both into fertilizer?”
Perhaps the spinning mushroom’s persuasion had an effect, as the two mushrooms, previously at loggerheads, both lowered their banners and ceased their drums. At the same time, the Mushroom Forum also fell into silence.
After a brief silence, a cheerful statement was captured by Angel.
“I just mustered up the courage and pretended to casually pass by under Highness Shava’s watch. I thought he would kill me, but not only did he not kill me, he even glanced at me. I’m so happy!”
Angel: “…” The source of this emotion, Angel knew without looking, must be that sea urchin-like mushroom.
He had been on tenterhooks all this time, not expecting that the sea urchin mushroom would have such a thought.
Angel found it absurdly comical, but at the same time, he became more puzzled about “Shava’s” identity.
The convenience brought by Shava’s identity was now fully apparent, but the more it was so, the more Angel felt a sense of alarm. Are they so convinced he is Shava because he will eventually be replaced by Shava?
Angel dared not ponder too deeply. What’s more important now is to leave.
There was no one speaking in the Mushroom Forum, and at this time, Angel safely arrived near the castle.
Through the open iron gate, Angel clearly saw the things in front of the castle.
A white statue standing in the center of the fountain, and a tall, pure white mushroom right in front of the fountain.