The hidden path was closed, but Viola collapsed the ceiling to cover it up for good measure. After wrapping things up, the first words we heard upon returning were Hernando’s complaints.

"If anything goes wrong, it’ll all be your fault."

"Well, if something happens…"

Viola lightly replied to Hernando, letting out a slight scoff.

The door had closed, so what sort of mishap could occur?

Knowing the circumstances, I could easily read the meaning behind her expression.

"Roman, perhaps…."

Arthur’s worried voice prompted me to shrug my shoulders and respond.

"It’s done."

"…I’m sorry. I should have said something beforehand."