"So you're saying someone easily sneaks into your house and is currently inside the teleportation hall? How on earth did that guy open the enchanted door? As far as I remember, without our blood, it would be impossible to open it. And even if someone tried to force his way in, the noise generated during the process of breaking the door should be loud enough for half the town to hear, what do you think Mr. Gristle?"
No. 7, who was leading the way, with a cold tone while gritting his teeth, addressed Fatty, who was struggling to keep up with the group due to their fast pace, and had to jog to avoid being left behind.
