Bang! Bang!

Tatatatak!

The loud sound of hammering that echoed from the early morning roused the residents of the estate with sharp hearing, who slowly emerged with sleepy eyes into the main square, looking around cautiously.

• What’s being hastily made this early in the morning?

Before long, something pierced through everyone’s minds.

• It’s probably a guillotine.
• This estate is no longer part of Narsio, so a purge is only natural.
• Tsk tsk… How did Narsio end up like this?
• Let’s leave. Sparks might fly.

Though it was still early, the fact that work was being rushed …