The locket was in the middle of the table, surrounded by baffled and angered faces. Samson was sent in Avancia from the East to start a commotion starting from the market and the people there.
"But don't you think their plan is too…" Lance trailed off, trying to find the right word. "Small-scaled? I mean if they're planning an all out war, they should've been more prepared."
"I don't think we can answer any of our questions," Frederick said. "Our only lead to this was Samson, but it seemed like he was put under a curse of silence."
"But this curse is not just an ordinary curse, Fred," Luck pointed. "This curse is highly villainous. Not to mention, high level. Whoever is behind this isn't something we should take lightly."
Frederick turned to look at Elliot who was in deep thought. He sighed and tapped the boy's shoulder, "You don't have to go to the East if you don't want to. Let's just tell the king all of this and find you a replacement."
