Kelly sat on the ground.

She's been like this for a while.

Although as long as she goes up one more level, she can get a glimpse of the truth that she has been thinking about, but now she hesitates, is she really willing enough to bear this truth?

The behind-the-scenes scenes that Kelly sees have some strange connection to reality, and although the different behind-the-scenes scenes she sees are connected to reality in different ways, they can never exist for no reason.

The old woman's behind-the-scenes gestures reflected something that made her sick and chilled, and Kelly did not dare to ponder the true meaning of its foreshadowing.

Kelly got back to her feet and didn't walk back to the stairs as soon as possible, but simply explored the floor.

The hall is too large and comparatively less to live in, so where did the dense crowd of servants come from?

Are they standing next to each other in this hall, shoulder to shoulder, like wax figures?

Kelly turned around, and with the help of the faint light burning in the wall lamp, she could see several doors on the wall, all of which were made of metal, and there were some subtle carved textures on the doors, which looked simple and elegant.

After seeing these carvings, Kelly suddenly noticed that there were a few similar patterns on the wall, and she walked into the stone wall to take a closer look, gently caressing the lines, and feeling the touch it brought to her.

These carvings must have been the product of twenty to thirty years, and it is absolutely impossible to be more than thirty years, that is, it is likely that this was carved after Prince Gawain bought the castle.

Could it be that Veronica has a unique artistic aesthetic, or is it the Gawain family's always somewhat eccentric architectural pursuits?

The light of the fire was too dim for the lines on the wall to be seen far away, and Kelly carefully moved her body, slowly connecting the patterns that swept her eyes in her mind.

The carved patterns have a religious flavor, and some of the ancient cult murals that archaeology teachers often introduce to them have some ineffable connections.

The huge whale, the eternal cage, and the gloomy abyss world beneath the ground, although they are all simple patterns depicted with a few strokes, clearly express the creator's intention.

Countless crowds surrounded an unusually large pattern, a creature that somewhat resembled a human female, but with a number of peculiar features, such as the fact that she was in a cage and half of her body was completely painted black.

Around her, there seemed to be countless humans bowing down to her, carved in a miniature fashion, with only one line on the wall representing the body and one dot representing the head.

She continued to look at them, but found that most of the patterns were hidden in places where the light could not reach, and that it would take a lot of time to see them all, and she doubted that she would have time.

Of course, there are electric lights here, and if she turns on the lights now, it will only take a few moments to build the overall structure of the wall carving, and there are no windows, so there is a good chance that no one will notice anything unusual.

But Kelly thought about it for a while and gave up on the idea, there was no need to take the risk, and she had an easier shortcut.

Kelly blinked.

A tall idol stands in the center of the church.

The goddess is great and beautiful, but she has a face that does not match her.

The goddess's physiognomy is almost exactly the same as Veronica's, if anything, it is that she seems to be even more beautiful than Veronica, and if Veronica's face is perfect, then this face is beyond the human cognitive structure.

But Kelly didn't like the face at all, and she could see that it wasn't supposed to be on top of this great body at all.

It can even be said that it is not worthy, although the body below the head does not have that hazy to illusory beauty, but it is great beyond the mortal.

Kelly was able to perceive it intuitively.

As for why, of course, it is because the neck of the huge statue has a huge crack and obvious traces of artificial splicing.

The spacious hall was not so spacious at the moment, because it was a church, and now it seemed to be insufficient.

Kelly looked up around the church, and she could see the clear and huge murals singing the praises of the gods on the walls, but she couldn't understand exactly what she was trying to say.

Because the murals on the walls are only half, or half, each.

The mural is composed of two parts, one is older and the other is newer, the new mural covers the approximate position of the old mural, and the old mural is reduced to the background of the new mural, and the great achievement of the old mural is not well understood by the viewer.

Both murals have a protagonist dressed in the same costume, but their temperament, appearance and behavior are completely different, and the goddess of the new mural is perfect, beautiful and moving, and all she does is to save and continue life.

The goddess in the old fresco is blurred, and the same dress exudes a lot of human incomprehensibility in her, but Kelly can glimpse a little greatness in it.

This goddess was not as shining as the previous one, but her hands and feet were shackled, but she had no intention of being down.

The other end of the shackles is connected to a distant palace, and countless guards in the palace are guarding the goddess, as if she can break free with the slightest anger and summon a terrifying natural disaster that can destroy all things.

The mural doesn't celebrate the kindness and kindness of the goddess, but Kelly doesn't know what is hidden in the covered part of the mural.

Too much time had been wasted, and she withdrew from the behind-the-scenes vision, turning and walking up the steps, moving up in awe and nervousness.

The fifth floor is different from the others, and the overall structure is more like a place for human habitation than a cold shrine.

A room glowed with warmth.

Kelly approached the door and leaned against it to listen for the leaked sound.

There was only the repetitive sound of flipping books, and nothing else.

She couldn't even hear the sound of human breathing, she was probably muffled by the sound of flipping books

Kelly quietly turned the doorknob.

Nothing happened inside.

Naturally, she wouldn't listen to the old woman's claim that she was here to clean, because Veronica couldn't have failed to recognize herself.

Gently push open a crack in the door.

Kelly quietly looked inside the room.

Veronica sat at her desk with her back to Kelly, flipping through the books, seemingly unaware that she was being watched by an "evil scheming witch".

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