Five minutes later, in the resting room on the third floor of Rose Manor, there came a knocking sound.
After receiving permission, the Sorceress from the Sun Church who had came here to conduct the search entered the room. She exchanged a few casual words with Megan Green of Paradise Island Pharmaceuticals, inspected the traces on the window and sill, and only then withdrew.
A moment later, the wardrobe doors opened, and Shade stepped out.
"Could you tell who was on the rooftop just now?"
"Of course not. They were only a Seven-Ring Arcanist. But what they used was clearly a divine art. If I'm not mistaken, those two were from The Tyranny Club."
Megan spoke. At the moment, she was the one controlling the body.
Shade frowned. He had heard of that Ring Arcanist organization.
Rotten Eye Barry's letter had mentioned that The Tyranny Club, an illegal Ring Arcanist group active in the border regions, was also the Ring Arcanist organization assisting "That Gentleman"—the Edwardz Ancestor.
"Believers of the God of Tyranny? Those war-crazed lunatics?"
"At least they haven't all gone mad yet. They also feared The Church's Official Secrets Act, so they didn't dare let Ring Arcanists attack directly in the manor where Galina was staying. The people who burst in just now were ordinary people. The Ring Arcanists could clearly have come themselves, yet they waited on the roof."
Megan made her judgment as she walked with Shade to the window.
They watched the guests leave the manor together through the gas lamp-lit courtyard, the banquet having ended early. The well-dressed gentlemen and ladies hurried along, while carriages from the Police Department raced in from somewhere beyond sight at the far end of the street, lending the scene even more movement.
"Is the Ancestor causing more trouble