Inside Room 17 on the fourth floor, black thorn iron cages hanging from the ceiling can be seen everywhere, and dim fluorescent lights are floating in some of the cages.
[You realize that these are the knot weavers who are constrained here.]
"What did they capture the Knot Weaver for in the first place..."
Colin thought about it and recalled that in that era, "knots" were one of the materials for magic tools and were "public property" that not everyone could make.
Only those designated by the "Godmother Church" can eat this bowl of rice...
Even if others were able to weave this material without permission, they would be subjected to the most ruthless judgment of the church.
In the end, a large number of craftsmen were executed, but the person who caused the "Olive Tree" miracle and was the best at knot weaving, Englaxia, could not rest in peace even after her death, and was suspected of being imprisoned...
No, not suspected...
Colin looked towards the center of Room 17, where there was an obvious human-shaped luminous figure that looked very much like what people imagined a soul to look like.
But Colin knew very well that this was false.
Because as far as he knew, ordinary people didn't have souls at all, they only had a certain spirituality...
[That is the "soul" of Englasha. A miracle controlled by humans has come upon her, allowing her to weave knots here forever.]
"..."
Manipulated by humans, was this some unknown method used by the church at the time to make her work, allowing her to reappear in the form of a soul
Colin was silent for a moment when he thought of this. Although it was a bit inappropriate, he still felt that this was a bit like an important employee who died suddenly due to overtime work was secretly resurrected by the boss and then locked in the basement...
Continue to work overtime.
However, just as he was daydreaming, the sound of an iron cage shaking suddenly came from the front.
Then a soft pleading voice sounded: "Please... let me go..."
In the largest golden cage in the center, Englasha, who was forced to work overtime, called out in a weak voice.
Through the cracks in the iron cage, Colin and the others could see that the thin and weak woman had a haggard face, like a skull with skin sticking to bones...
This appearance was completely different from the gentle appearance Colin had seen in the cave where the olive trees wept.
The hem of his clothes was suddenly pulled. He turned his head and saw the little girl looking at him with watery eyes. She said in a disgusted tone: "Big brother, can we let them out quickly?"
After listening to Colin's "love story", she hoped that the story could have a "perfect ending".
Since they couldn't be together when they were alive, at least after they died...
"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that..."
After Colin was sure there would be no problem, he dragged out a two-meter-long sword and cut off all the black thorn cages.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the house, and clusters of light blue flames broke free from the cage and kept spinning around the three of them.
Colin felt that if there was no light on him, these flames would probably stick to him and others...
However, even though these ghostly flames could not be approached due to the light, they could still clearly hear the voices of praise and thanks emanating from the wandering flames.