Chapter 66: The Only Means of Identifying a Witch
Rena’s wooden cottage—Apprentice Knights moved in and out of the house, turning the place upside down from the inside to the courtyard, and then to the cellar.
Some even held shovels as they patrolled the courtyard and the outer perimeter, checking whether there were any suspicious spots that needed digging.
Aaron and Bishop Beckett stood side by side in the cellar, each holding a lantern.
“Are you sure you haven’t found anything suspicious?” Bishop Beckett asked the Apprentice Knight behind him.
“So far… no, except we found a bit of backfilling traces under the table.” The Apprentice Knight chose his words carefully.
“You dug it up and took a look?” Bishop Beckett glanced beneath the table and saw there really was a pit there.
“We did. There was nothing inside—only a very deep crack at the bottom.” the Apprentice Knight said.
“A crack?” Bishop Beckett fell into thought.
He looked at the wooden workbench placed in the cellar and ran a finger across the tabletop.