The three students gathered by the fountain and the ripples of water reflected their faces, eyes filled with contemplation.
"So that guy is really apprehended," said Rayus. "Perhaps the teacher's guess is right."
"That he died?" asked Noah. "I don't think Sir Refl's friend would be that easy to kill."
"I agree with Noah," said Reinhard. "Besides, something feels off."
"What?"
"The story of him being dragged out into the wagon," said Rayus. "Remember that inside the bar, there were no broken tables, only specks of dust and cobwebs."
"There was no resistance," said Noah with brightened eyes before they sunk into confusion. "But... why?"
"I got it!" Reinhard exclaimed with his palm hugging his fist. "He must have pretended to be weak and then tried to catch them off, guard. That way, he can sweep them easily."
