After Kain finished his explanation, Toris still didn't say anything, he just nodded and left the room, giving Kain some privacy.
Kain still couldn't dig up any valuable information, but he noticed that Toris' footsteps before and after leaving the room had changed greatly.
At least for him.
As he entered, Toris' footsteps were as light as a cat's. This could be his habit, or it could be that he was secretly hiding something deep down, so he unconsciously performed this "sneaky" action.
When acting stealthily, one would often try to step by letting the heel touch the ground first, then gently bending the rest of the foot to the ground.
However, as he left the room, Kain could feel Toris' footsteps becoming heavier.
The heaviness described here is not the act of stomping, which is purposeful, but an unconscious action that occurs when the walker himself loses emotional control.
Here, instead of walking by "lifting the foot", Toris walked by "moving the foot forward". This caused the first part of the foot to hit the ground, not the heel, but the toe.
Because the first landing part of his foot had deviated from his supporting foot, Toris was no longer able to control the movement of each step he took.
Pondering this detail, the hypothesis that appeared in Kain's mind became more and more complete.
Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.
"Come in."
Kain said, and the door opened again.
However, the visitors at the door were two sisters, Myra and Mera.
Unlike their normal attire, both of them were wearing two loose nightgowns, with lengths that extended past their knees.
"Am I bothering you?"
Myra asked, Kain shook his head, he could guess why they came to him at such a late hour.
Sure enough, both Mera and Myra told stories about Toris coming to their room to ask for details about their experiences in the Dungeon.
Chronologically, it was probably Kain who was asked first.
"Kain, you must know something, right?"
Myra asked, her voice slightly uneasy.
Myra is a girl with very strong intuition. Otherwise, she would not have initially seen Kain and tried to win him over to her side even though they had only known each other for less than a day.
And ever since leaving the Dungeon, her mood hasn't improved at all.
It was as if a cloud of unease was still hovering over her head.
In contrast to her older sister, Mera seems much more laid back.
"What is there to worry about? We're safe, aren't we?"
Mera crossed her arms over her chest and pouted, thinking that Myra was worrying too much. Maybe she was still under the influence of the journey in the Dungeon.
Mera looked at Kain, seeing that he remained calm, she felt even more certain that her judgment was correct.
But Kain did not think so.
If there was someone who was affected by the journey in the Dungeon, then the possibility of it being Mera was much higher. Because Myra had long been an experienced Adventurer.
"Mera, your sister's worries are actually well founded."
Kain said calmly. Mera frowned and couldn't help but question.
"Really?"
"It's true."
Kain nodded, leaning back and resting his back against the side of the bed, trying to find the most comfortable position for himself to sit and talk.
"First, let me explain our situation."
"If I'm not mistaken, we're most likely the only group of contestants left alive."
When Kain said this, both girls fell silent.
Actually, his thinking had not stopped at "likely" anymore, it should be "definitely". The reason was because he had identified the assassins who could track the candidates.
But this is very difficult to explain, anyway the results will be out in a few days so he won't say much about this matter.
"The point here is that we are the only survivors. And do you know how many of the contestants who participated in the challenge were members of wealthy or aristocratic families?"
"Yes, a lot. The problem is that they're all dead, and we're the only ones left alive. Can you imagine how those parents felt?"
"Indignation, indignation will be upon us."
Myra replied, her voice already starting to tremble.
Only Mera still refused to accept it and protested.
"It's absurd, we survived because we overcame it. They died because of the assassins, what does it have to do with us?"
"That's not wrong."
Kain did not deny Mera's rebuttal, based on logically it was correct.
So he gave an example.
"Mera, suppose there are three men living in a room, and all three of them keep their savings in three different chests. One day, two of the three men realize that some of the money in their chests has been stolen. However, the money in the third man's chest has not been stolen, and there is even more money than before. Even though the third man explains that his money has increased because he has added some money from work, the other two men still do not believe him and think that he has stolen their money."
"Do you think so?"
This time, Mera became thoughtful.
"I… I think so too. Anyway… isn't it suspicious?"
"Yes, what a coincidence, my money just disappeared and your money just increased, I don't doubt you, who else would I doubt. Even though I don't have any concrete evidence."
Kain laughed, Mera understood and fell silent.
This is no longer the logic of right and wrong. It has involved the logic of human psychology.
Those parents who lost their children, those families who lost their heirs, they didn't dare question Toris, so they would target the only surviving candidates. This trial was unsupervised, and the Dungeon was the perfect environment for the distortion to be carried further.
In short, even if they are clean, they are still dirty from another point of view.
That was why Toris alone was there to welcome them without any other greetings or congratulations. Because Toris had secretly escorted them here.
To the outside, they and the other candidates were still struggling in the Dungeon.