The moonlight spilled over the towering walls of Emerald City.
It was time for a shift change.
The knights quietly and swiftly changed positions.
The two Great Knight Commanders on duty clapped lightly, "Go rest, Lawrence."
Lawrence, the relieved Great Knight Commander, stretched his muscles, "It's 3 a.m."
"The night is clearly the best time for an attack," Lawrence muttered to himself.
Hearing this, the Knight Lance on duty laughed, "You placed a bet too?"
Lawrence scratched his head, "That Dragon Club grows old, and more bets are being placed these days, so I took a gamble."
Lance shook his head with a smile, "I hope you didn't bet too much money."
"Why?"
Lance sympathetically patted Lawrence on the shoulder, "Because you'll definitely lose it all."
Lawrence disagreed, "Knight Lance, did you place a spy in the Dragon Club?"
"Why are you so sure?"
Lance replied, "Because Balk bet just like you did, on the 3-4 a.m. time slot."
Lawrence: "......"
