Chapitre 52: Moving on, II

Luke Crimson POV:

I finally decided to open the gate of this castle that was so out of place in this scenery.

"Hmph…" I gripped the handle and began pulling with the whole of my strength… I thought my eyes were going to explode by the pressure I was sending to my arms, and then the door creaked and finally opened.

"Phew…" I let out my breath as I finally stepped inside.

Just like the outside was made with grey and dark bricks, the inside was also rather gloomy too.

"Damn… How long has it been since I stepped inside a house or something…"

I stepped in, "Sorry for intruding, sire," I spoke with a tone filled with excitement.

A smirk showed up on my face just by the thought of how satisfying it would be to destroy the owners of this floor, "Let the killing spree begin!"

"Hm?" Suddenly the hallway lit up, and candles were spread everywhere inside the walls, this truly feels like a medieval mansion, or it may be one. I have no clue about how old this shithole is.