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Since the nuns are early in the morning, everyone is ready to go to bed by this time anyway, and outsiders who know the circumstances of Abbot Austin’s death do not leave their room to raise suspicion.

Thanks to this, Auxiliary Bishop Melinir and I were able to cross the abbey hall without being seen by anyone.

“In the basement of the Cedric Monastery… there is a ‘Repentance Room’…”

There was a creaking sound from the key ring.

The large bundles of keys hung ...

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