Chapter 150 Women, Come to Me or Be Imprisoned by Me, Your Choice

Falkona was taken to another magnificent and ancient castle. Compared to the silent Borris Castle, this one seemed much more "lively". Everywhere was filled with the sounds of pain and moaning. Whether big or small, understandable or incomprehensible, the screams tortured Falkona's eardrums. She felt like she was going crazy from these sounds. She clutched onto Armand's chest hair nervously, "Are you sure it's okay for me to stay here?" Armand chuckled at her nervousness, "Of course. If you get scared, I must apologize because... everything you see and hear is just an illusion. It's a manifestation controlled by the Muttu tribe to protect this place from ordinary humans." When he led her to a high platform in the castle and then kicked open the glass window with his foot, he said, "Here we are. Now, listen. Are those screams all gone?" Falkona checked her surroundings. Indeed, as Armand said, not only could she no longer hear those horrifying screams, but there was also