That's how an amateur Lord pretending to be an Assassin Lord, followed by a rookie assassin, found themselves standing before the Church.
Now, a serious question loomed in their minds.
Looking at the large wooden door that was firmly shut, with only one possible entrance visible, Ethan frowned. "How do assassins sneak in?" he asked blankly.
Hall stared at him, his eyes widening in disbelief.
'You don't even know this, yet you're posing as an assassin?' Hall's thoughts screamed in frustration. 'Oh God… is this really the same reliable Lord I follow?'
After a moment of silence, Hall cleared his throat. "Through the chimney."
"Chimney?" Ethan muttered, glancing up at the roof of the Church.
"Yeah. I've heard that's how it's done. But can we even fit through? Won't we get stuck?" Hall hesitated, his face clearly unsure.
Ethan stood still, lost for words. 'Damn it,' he thought. 'I should've just hired a real assassin instead.'
