Seeing this, the two gatekeepers hurriedly stepped in front of Scribe.
"Mister Scribe, the Magistrate's Office is an important place. Although you've shown us kindness, you can't just come and go as you please."
"Who said I was coming here casually? I'm here to bail someone out."
Pushing past the two gatekeepers, Scribe slowly walked into the Magistrate's Office.
After walking for some time, Scribe heard two different voices.
One said that Hakuji already had three marks carved into his wrist for theft, and that if there was a next time, his wrist would be cut off.
The other voice, somewhat childish, said that he was not afraid at all. Even without hands, he still had feet, and he could use those to steal next time.
While the two voices argued without end, Scribe walked into the courtyard and coughed twice.
"I heard that paying a fine allows someone to be bailed out. I came specifically to see whether this criminal is worth saving."
The magistrate seated above and Hakuji both immediately turned toward Scribe.
Hakuji in particular froze the moment he saw Scribe.
Then his face turned bright red, looking exactly like a child caught doing something bad by an elder.
"Looks like you know you were wrong."
With a faint smile, Scribe looked at Hakuji teasingly.
Hakuji lowered his head, not daring to meet Scribe's eyes.
After handing over a large sum of money to the Magistrate's Office, Scribe successfully bailed Hakuji out.
"I'm sorry, Mister Scribe. I made you spend so much."
Though he was curious how a doctor could possess so much money, Hakuji cared more that Scribe had actually spent such a large sum to get him out.
After all, for an ordinary family, that money was enough to buy food for half a year.