Arthur hadn't originally intended to come.
But there was simply too much loot!
Arthur felt it would be downright shameful to let it go to waste.
So he came, bringing four [Hands of the Void] and carrying the [Athos Box].
Once he confirmed that Malinda's attention was occupied by the old-school member of the Death Poetry Society, he immediately used the [Shadow Concealment] trait of his [Dark Serpent] bloodline. Sheltered by the shadows, he searched every corpse on the ground as quickly as possible, then swiftly departed.
Arthur knew perfectly well how dangerous it was to snatch chestnuts from the fire. One careless move, and he would get burned.
In fact, he would never have come if he hadn't had several trump cards, if the two people he most needed to watch hadn't already started fighting, and if most of the others hadn't been in such disturbed mental states.
Arthur left just as he had arrived-hurriedly, yet without a sound.
Meanwhile, the quickest to react among the surviving followers came to their senses. Despite the shock of fear and death, greed reasserted itself far faster than anyone could have imagined.
They began edging discreetly toward the corpses, reaching out to search them.
But the next moment, their expressions changed.
Damn it, someone got here first!
Finding nothing, they glared angrily at one another-each assumed someone else had beaten them to it.
Then they rushed toward the nearby corpses even faster.
Their actions finally alerted the remaining people.
They, too, sprang into action.
Chaos erupted!
It was like tossing a meaty bone into a pack of stray dogs!
The dog that got the bone would naturally feast, while those that missed out would eye the bones in other dogs' mouths.
Unfortunately, what these followers were fighting over wasn't as conspicuous as