"What?" The bearlike Tolle jumped in shock and looked at Klein before looking into the room. With agility that wasn't suited to his body, he dashed in.
He pulled back the white cloth that covered the corpse and after examining the body carefully, he heaved a breath of relief.
"It's better than I imagined. It's not that serious a problem."
Maybe I should've drawn my revolver and shot Maynard five times with demon hunting bullets. Let's see if you find that serious or not… Klein lampooned inwardly and pointed outside the door.
"That's all that you need me for, right?"
"No!" Tolle shouted. "Wait a moment."
Klein asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Tolle explained seriously, "We have to prevent any accidents from happening. After we talk to Madam Sharon and get her testimony, I'll send you back to Zouteland Street."
