"Quit being so pessimistic, or I'd really be discouraged."

Frank snorted but stood up. "Come on already. I have nothing else to do anyway!"

"You're the best brat ever!"

Sylvie strode up and pecked him on the cheek, smiling cheerfully and unabashedly. "I have a huge reward waiting after we're done."

Frank smiled but said nothing, since he knew very well what it was.

Nonetheless, they were in Shanton two hours later, passing the police line and arriving at the dig site soon enough.

The dig team had been waiting for a while, their scowls quickly fading as they appeared hopeful to see Frank.

Someone exclaimed, "Mr. Frankton's here! This is as good as done, just watch!"

Another person promptly snapped, "Are you serious?! Do you think he can keep the hypogeum intact while the load-bearing structures are being set up?"

named Ernest Lane, the son of

any work, only to be scared shitless when he heard that the

from that,

when Sylvie suggested bringing in someone who could help, he came to see who it could be... only for it to turn out to be some ordinary civilian, and hardly anyone impressive as Sylvie had

him. "You should watch your words, Mr. Lane, and we just might let you stay here.

but amusingly, his construction team were inexperienced and were not local on top of that. As they were not that knowledgeable, they had no idea that

some rules, which had led to

Sylvie's threat left him deflated, he did

in. For now, we'll be assessing the condition of the

"Okay!"

was more knowledgeable, so Sylvie was happy to

descended into the hypogeum, a pungent

stench of rotting

murmured in confusion. "How could anyone have gotten

not

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