"What's going on? Why is there a puppet guardsman here?"
While Rabbit Chacha stood there in a daze, it failed to notice that the puppet guardsman had slowly turned its head.
Angel abruptly tugged Chacha, pulling back its little head that had poked out. Only then did Puppet Chacha come back to its senses. It took Angel and leaped straight down one flight of stairs, pressing close against the inner wall and holding their breath in silence.
In the corridor, the puppet guardsman looked toward the stairway before turning its head back. Its conscious mind had detected no problem. It had turned only to take an instinctive look, an unconscious warning... though the puppet guardsman itself had not noticed this.
Having narrowly escaped disaster, Angel and Rabbit Chacha no longer dared to scout so casually.
"This puppet guardsman may have stronger counter-reconnaissance abilities. It's best not to look directly at it, not even through the lens," Angel advised.
Naturally, he could not discern the puppet guardsman's condition. He said this only to make them act more cautiously.
Many times, fixed notions made people careless. Rabbit Chacha had always believed that it could avoid detection as long as it looked through the lens, but what if this puppet had been made specifically to counter such scouting?
Rabbit Chacha let out a breath of lingering fear. "Perhaps you're right... But I can't understand why there's a puppet guardsman here. There definitely wasn't one when I came last time."
"Could the Half-Body Mirror be inside? Did Black Tea Earl send a guardsman to watch it because he was being extra cautious?"
Angel said, "I don't think that's it."
If the Half-Body Mirror were truly valuable, would it not have been safer for Black Tea Earl to have a puppet guardsman place it in