Chapter 47, The Mysteries of castle Deasil pt5

Golden pillars that seemed forged from pure gold stood tall and gracefully, holding up the massive ceiling. The interior of the room Bell had found was unlike anything else in Castle Deasil. It was as if this room existed in a separate space of its own.

Not that Bell would know, but it surely seemed that way to her.

"Woah," Bell exclaimed.

The room was over a hundred feet tall, adorned with ancient carvings in a strange language unknown to Bell.

Bell tried studying it, but all she could discern was that it was definitely not of this world. She opened an ancient tome, hoping to find something related to the language. After a moment of searching, she found a reference, but unfortunately, the book couldn't help her translate it.

For starters, the language was called Soul Tongue.

"Where's the rest?" Bell flipped through the book, but the name of the language was all she could find.

She eventually gave up on studying the ancient carvings and focused her undivided attention on the pedestal