A Magical Key?

“Did you get the sword fixed?” Claire asked.

The group are still on the road. As such, the servant from the Ragencliff household is still with them. Meaning, they can’t talk about plans in order to enter the locked room.

“Sure did.” Was Asther’s short reply as he unsheathed the blade at the side of his waist. Showing a magnificent shine that reflected the sun’s setting rays. It’s so magnificent that even the servant can’t help but take a glance at the weapon.

“Are you sure that’s the same weapon you brought?” Octavia asked.

“The master of the shop repaired it himself. That’s why it’s in this condition.” Asther explained.

“Well…I guess we should expect this much. Seeing as you needed more than half the day’s worth of time staying there.” Claire added.

“I needed to make sure that he’s doing it properly of course.” Asther replied.

This is the little trick that Asther cooked up. The alibi he had for going to the shop is to repair the weapon. However everyone knows that repairing a weapon