o Just because I glanced at you through the crack in the door
With Annie, Frieren, Fern, and Übel, along with the silent examiner Sense, who followed behind them like a gray ghost, in tow, they dealt with two troublesome stone golem duplicates and continued deeper into the tomb along the only passageway, its floor paved with heavily worn, weathered flagstones.
The rest of the way was more or less uneventful. They simply killed some gargoyles, disarmed a few traps, explored some chambers, opened a few chests, and picked up a handful of antiques and spoils that weren't worth much.
Frieren took all the antiques and spoils. As for why she had such a questionable hobby, that remained a mystery for now.
In any case, neither Annie nor Übel nor Fern felt like asking.
Gradually, under the light of magical candles that seemed as if they would burn forever, though no one knew how many years they had already been burning, the group followed a passage deeper into the ancient royal tomb ruins. Before long, they reached the depths and found a stone chamber door.
However, Frieren and Fern were both surprised to see several figures gathered beside the door in the distance, some crouching and some standing.
Had those people really made their way through faster than the four of them?
When they drew closer and got a good look, they realized the group consisted of none other than the shrewd old Duncan, the gloomy Lihita, and the clear-eyed, slightly nervous Laufen.
Of course, besides those three, there was also a striking, composed-looking mage with the air of a big sister whom they didn't know very well. Her name was something like Methode.
They knew who she was, but they hadn't really spoken with her. They'd only known she