"And what?"
"When we came over, the entrance to the lair was open. I distinctly remember that it reverted to its original state when we left. Clearly someone discovered this too."
Garen started frowning too. "That is troubling, indeed. It could be the Golden Hoop." Suddenly he smelled a trace of fragrance, like sandalwood, but fainter. "What's that fragrant aroma?"
"Eh? This scent…" Detective Dale paused his conversation with the bearded man. His expression changed. He seemed to recall something.
Suddenly his face turned and he shouted, "Everyone get out! Don't stay here!"
Everyone else wasn't clear what had happened, but out of their trust toward the famous detective, they instantly ran out of the castle.
Garen did the same, but he only managed a few strides before all of a sudden he saw stars.
"Hehe…"
Subtle laughter could vaguely be heard coming from behind him.