"Robbery? Kidnapping?"
Aiwass slightly frowned: "Is it intentional? Or planned?"
"That's right."
Ibn nodded, looking at the unsettled, deeply anxious guide Anar.
Aiwass glanced over, suddenly understanding something.
This girl, probably only fourteen or fifteen years old, would still be studying in Avalon or Iris Flower, or even not yet attending university. Yet now, she was speaking a somewhat rough Star Antimony language and skillfully engaging in activities punishable by death. It was clear she had courage.
But ever since she heard "petrification," she noticeably grew more anxious. Obviously, she seemed to know part of the truth.
"I guess... someone spread similar rumors in Rock Cellar City, saying this city is unclean, that the people here committed some Great Sin, and all the sinners of this vile city will be petrified..."
Aiwass began slowly: "Am I right in my guess?"
This scenario is extremely easy to understand.
