It was common knowledge that locks didn’t open without their specific keys, especially the lock designed by Volkanus, which had two locking mechanisms. It shouldn’t have opened with something as simple as a wire.0

Click. Clunk!0

But it opened. A lock made by Volkanus, a master-level blacksmith, had been undone by just a single piece of wire.0

Ultima clicked his tongue.0

“It’s clearly a lock designed to counter wire-picking, and you still opened it in 10 seconds. If you decided to become a thief, you’d be the greatest on the continent, my lord,” Ultima said.0

Hans, looking dumbfounded, picked up the fallen lock with both hands.0

“Were locks always this easy to open?”1

Ignoring Hans, who was struggling to process this, Keter and Ultima entered the bow storage room.0

“Oh! Truly magnificent! This... this is a horn bow made from the horns of a Minotaur!?”0

Ultima couldn’t hold back his admiration as he saw the neatly arranged bows. Even Keter could see that all the bows in this room were of excellent quality, far superior to the ones Volkanus had previously shown in an attempt to deceive him.0

“May I touch this?”0

“I’ll allow you to touch just one.”0

It was unclear why Keter, and not the actual creator, was giving permission, but Ultima, after looking...0