Chapter 33: Grave Robbing
The sunny land was dimly subrged in darkness.
Under the pale moonlight, tombstones stood lined up in rows.
I, Ered, strode deep into the National Cetery.
On the other hand, hesitation was felt in the footsteps of Lensis, who followed behind.
“I really don't know if this is okay.”
Lensis let out a low sigh with an uneasy expression.
I had lost count of how many sighs he had let out already.
“How long are you going to grumble?”
“To dig up another's grave is an act that would provoke the wrath of both heaven and man. My noble dignity is in tatters.”
“Oh, I'm sure it is. If you're really that reluctant, I, this lowly one, will take charge of the 'wrath-provoking' work, so you, Young Master, just follow quietly.”
I can understand why Lensis is so anxious.
He is a noble who values honor.
The act of digging up soone else's grave must have been sothing he never even imagined doing.
‘I’m not particularly fond of it either.’
But there was no other way.
Since no one would tell us the truth, we had to dig it up ourselves.
The National Cetery late at night was silent.
Occasionally, the lantern of a patrolling gravedigger floated through the darkness, moving sluggishly.
“It's here.”
With that one word from Lensis, I stopped imdiately.
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