"Now you can tell me in detail. What exactly happened?"
Big Kukri said, "Relax. This is a private grudge between me and those Pig-Dogs; it has absolutely nothing to do with you. As long as you explain everything clearly, I'll see justice done for you."
"Thank you, sir, thank you!"
The Ratman Servant let out a breath of relief and said with a faint sob in his voice, "Actually, I don't know what happened either. Even now, I'm still completely muddled. My head hurts—they beat me badly, and it's still buzzing! Lord Big Kukri, you must stand up for me!"
"Then explain it clearly."
Big Kukri said impatiently, "How did those Pig-Dogs find you?"
"I-I was drinking in the back alley behind the Old Blacksmith Tavern. Just when I was enjoying myself, I don't know how, but those pig... Boar People surrounded me. First they kicked me viciously, then they punched me in the face several times. They even wanted to grab my hair and smash my head against the wall."
The Ratman Servant said, "They seemed to know from the very beginning that I worked at the Sugar House, and that you were a regular there—I swear by the ancestral spirits, I truly didn't lie! It really wasn't me who told them about your affairs at the Sugar House!"
"Enough!"
Big Kukri could no longer bear it. He rapped the Ratman Servant on the head with his scabbard. "A rat-like thing like you, what right do you have to swear by the ancestral spirits? Cut the nonsense and continue!"
"Continue... then... they made me lead the way..."
Clutching his head, the Ratman Servant whimpered, "I had no choice. You know how savage those Boar People are. If I dared say even half a word of refusal, crushing me to