Hearing the words of the Reaper Priest before him, the old caretaker did not cooperate as immediately as an ordinary Tomb Guardian would, but instead furrowed his brow discontentedly, "I am the guardian of the graveyard; I've never heard that a guardian must leave to accommodate the actions taking place in the graveyard."
"The situation is exceptional, sir," the diminutive man in black stepped forward, his tone grave and sincere, and after seeing the obstinate expression on the old caretaker's face, he finally sighed, "Alright, I suppose I shouldn't have told you this—but the corpse is to be sent to the Tranquil Cathedral."
"The Tranquil Cathedral?" the old caretaker asked instinctively, "What exactly is this...?"
