"This ancient castle has undergone nine major renovations." Erin lifted the velvet carriage curtain, her now flesh-and-blood index finger tapping a crisp rhythm on the windowsill. Her fingers were slender and beautiful, like works of art. "The westernmost tower used to house our ancestral armor—of course, it's all been replaced with Alchemy Puppets now."
Erin parked the carriage at the main gate and led Li Xiang inside, introducing the place as they walked.
To Li Xiang's surprise, in such a magnificent ancient castle, there wasn't a single living soul besides the two of them. Everything was an Alchemy Servant. Even the cats and dogs were Alchemy Creatures.
'Jeez, she lives here all by herself. How lonely must she be?' If it were him, Li Xiang would never want to live in a haunted house like this.
