A mural clung to the stone wall; the entire mural was one solid slab of stone.
This was the safest way to open it, and the method that would do the least damage to the Stone Hall. Excavation experts had reached this conclusion after repeatedly examining its structure.
In fact, the mural itself depicted how to open it, like a simple instruction manual that transcended language and writing.
The moment the expert finished speaking, everyone in the Stone Hall turned their gaze to one spot.
"How are we supposed to lift it? Just with our bare hands?"
Among the Saint's Association's eight current Saints, Heracles Enzo Camillo was the only one whose authority was "strength." He gestured uncertainly.
"The fastest way is to lift it by hand. If we use equipment, it'll probably take quite a while to prepare."
The excavation expert nodded. He was also a member of the Saint's Association, so he naturally knew that this Saint's most prized ability was physical strength beyond the limits of ordinary humans—enough to rival machinery.
"Get a move on, Heracles. We don't have time to waste here."
Bal, the Saint of "Weapons," weighed a grenade in his hand. Though he was a newly appointed Saint, he showed none of the caution expected of a newcomer. Instead, he was flamboyant and eager to challenge the Association's senior Saints, with no thought of showing them any deference. He believed only the strongest deserved to lead.
"Fine, fine. I'll give it a try!"
Heracles shook his head and went to the stone wall. Following the excavation expert's directions, he found a groove where he could get a good grip.
Thousands of years ago, people had lowered this mural-covered stone wall by hand. Now, it would be raised in exactly the same way.
"Haah!"
The