Steam Capital, Gear Church
"Alex, did you hear something?"
By the gates of the Gear Church, a Brass Knight suddenly gripped the hilt of the Steam Longsword at his waist and looked around, his expression tense.
Just moments ago, he had suddenly felt as if something had come near him, yet he had found nothing at all. That left him deeply uneasy.
Seeing him jump at shadows, his companion calmly replied, "Stop scaring yourself. I didn't find anything."
"I think you're just too on edge because of Captain Fischer's incident last night. Later, have one of the Church's nuns soothe those agitated neural units of yours."
Even so, the Brass Knight still did not relax. Instead, he insisted, "I don't think I imagined it. There really is something nearby."
"Give it a rest."
His companion looked at him and lowered his voice. "Stop thinking about nonsense and stand your post properly. The Church hasn't been peaceful lately. Don't let anyone get something on you, understand?"
Hearing that, the Brass Knight finally came to his senses.
Indeed, compared to searching for something that did not exist, what he should have been worrying about was whether he would suddenly be summoned by the higher-ups for some so-called "assistance with the investigation."
After all, not a single person who had gone to assist with the investigation had returned.
Thinking of that, he could not help but add, "Alex, don't you think the captain's death was a little strange?"
"I heard that there weren't just the captain's body in the Great Pendulum Church, but also many other believers. They said those people were killed by the captain."
"But I really can't figure out why the captain would do such a thing, or who could have killed such a powerful captain inside the Great Pendulum