"Gentlemen, I can essentially affirm that this cat bone was not a cat that was burned alongside Saint Joan, indeed, this cat was never burned in the first place,"
After sniffing repeatedly to assure himself that what he had just smelt was not an illusion, Leonard turned towards the group of men and raised the cat bone in his hand while speaking.
"What -" Upon hearing Leonard's comments, the people checking the bones at the side all wore expressions of shock.
To them, Leonard's actions were really too quick, especially as they were unable to detect anything unusual about these bones.
"Can you explain what is wrong with it?" After silent for a few seconds, the oldest among the group, a man in his sixties, stepped forward to inquire.
"The smell, it doesn't have the smell of bones," Leonard placed the bone on a glass dish and lifted it up, saying, "This bone smells like ash mud and vanilla."
