Chapter 638: Battle
Its white exterior gleamed in the daylight, punctuated by spires, turrets, and red-brown embellishments. The intricacy of its stonework gave it an ethereal, almost surreal beauty.
Tall stone walls and watchful towers greeted him at the perimeter. Once through the main gate, he entered an expansive courtyard, the heart of the castle.
The courtyard was pristine and spacious, its layout whispering of long-forgotten history. Flanked by various wings and structures, it showcased an eclectic blend of architectural styles—evidence of millennia of evolution.
Towering above all stood the main building—a palace-like structure that radiated authority.
Charles's gaze shifted to the entrance staircase. Nine Nightmare Guardians stood in formation, barring his path. But what unsettled him wasn't just their presence—it was the creeping feeling that others lurked nearby, hidden but alert.
They're organized, he thought. They were expecting me.
