Yes, this book is none other than Fisher's long-lost Great Inner Chief... no, dear friend, the magnificent Sir Emhart.
"Dong..."
Just as Emhart lay on the bookshelf to catch his breath for a moment, a dull collision sound suddenly came from the distant shelf, startling him into floating up immediately, cautiously glancing in that direction, fearing the sight of a dreaded figure.
He pursed his lips, but upon following his wary gaze, there was nothing frightening, only the lightly swaying curtains.
"I scared myself..."
He sighed in relief, just about to lie down, when he turned to find a blank, expressionless face on the other side of the bookshelf staring him down.
It was a beautiful, light brown Angel, though for some reason her face was dazed, making her appear abnormal, yet the illusionary floating objects behind her, like hundreds of eyes, consistently demonstrated her authority and high rank.
She was atop the nineteenth rank, the Angel Leader signifying wisdom, Gabriel.
