The dim candlelight, the open coffin, made the atmosphere in the tent somewhat eerie.
Colin, Vera, and Scholar Doan stood around the coffin, their faces solemn.
"This is definitely not my father's remains," Vera stated with certainty. "There is not a trace of arcane fluctuation on it, it's just a common stone statue. If the body were truly petrified by a Forbidden Spell, this situation wouldn't occur."
Colin slapped the coffin lid heavily, angrily stating, "Surely, this is the Morrison Family's trickery!"
Vera's eyebrow lifted slightly, asking with a puzzled tone, "But why would the Morrison Family do this? What use is stealing my father's remains to them?"
Colin hesitated for a moment, but still did not speak of what he had seen in the underground cave of the clock tower at Phoenix Butterfly Fort.
After all, that involved his biggest secret, and even to his beloved, Colin was reluctant to confess to it.
At least, not now.
