"Mr.Kevin, all our stock weapons were kept in the vault, which is more secure than Lsengard's city defenses, with 24-hour patrols. How could anyone have stolen them?" Another smith, looking at the now-severed furious python spear, made his judgment.
Backing up a bit, even if someone could sneak in, how could they possibly have transported all those weapons without anyone noticing?
Kevin found this reasoning sound but still felt the whole situation was overly mysterious.
He immediately drove at high speed to Lsengard Bank, heading straight for the private vault located ten floors underground.
Kevin first passed through an electronic scanner, then entered a password, and after numerous complicated identity verifications, he finally reached the lowest level of the basement.
