Reasoning of the Vanguard's Intent
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Scias and Sean did an excellent job infiltrating the said chapel without alarming any troops in the slightest bit, thanks to their minimal numbers.
They gained entry simply from the front, waiting for the guards to move away.
In the large building, there’s no sign of life around them at all. No birds chiming, no cats meowing, not even bugs screeching during the peak of midnight, it’s all empty, only the breezing winds glide past their earholes and the sound of thunder.
“…For an empty place, th-this place sure is well-guarded.” Scias commented in a low voice.
“Huh, do you think nine guards around this chapel is suitable to be called as well-guarded?” said Sean in return, his eyebrows burrowed.
They proceed to the altar, where they find before them a casket.
“This is...” Scias noticed the grandeur ornaments on the casket sides. It’s the king’s casket.
Sean, on the other hand, is checking his surroundings with Mana sensing.