The Battle Angel twisted its half body toward the direction of the door, drawing golden runes in the air with its fingers. At the same time, runes also appeared on the door, and the door opened.
The Angel that opened the door looked outside, its gaze seemed to transcend beyond the Holy Land. At that moment, it seemed to recall the oath it took at the Knight Academy. Life was too long, and much had been forgotten. It slowly placed its left hand on its chest and performed the knightly salute.
Crack, crack...
