Seeing that his Night Watchman companion was not seriously injured, Eden slowly approached the tent on the hill.
After waiting a while and seeing no more strange occurrences, Eden breathed a slight sigh of relief, lifted the tent flap, and looked inside.
"This is..."
At a glance, this tent was markedly different from the others.
What first caught his eye was a long row of bookshelves and piles of scrolls, looking like a miniature library.
"These are all clues," Eden said to himself, his eyes lighting up.
With the books here and the handwriting in them, perhaps he could deduce the identities of the assassins.
Entering the tent, Eden carefully looked towards the desk, strewn with paper and pens, and an inkwell whose ink had not yet dried. He closely inspected it and noticed a crumpled piece of paper under the desk.
He unfolded the paper, revealing an unfinished letter.
