The rain outside was still pouring, so everyone worked together to throw all the ronin out of the wooden house, lest they remain an eyesore.
But after clearing away the ronins' corpses, Kamisato Ayaka and Rita could not help worrying as they looked at the several crates of goods inside.
What were they supposed to do with all this cargo? With the rain coming down so heavily, it would not be easy to look for the merchants who had been robbed.
"Looks like... tea leaves, ingredients, and a small amount of cloth. They seem expensive—quite valuable."
Higokumaru opened one of the crates and took a look. The tea leaves had all been carefully sorted and packaged. They probably were worth a lot.
"Indeed. This batch of tea is very precious. It is of the same grade as the tea I usually drink—roughly... five hundred thousand to eight hundred thousand Mora per pound."
Kamisato Ayaka stepped closer, picked up a small packet of tea leaves, and quickly identified its price. It was top-grade tea, practically reserved for nobles.
It was not that ordinary people could not buy it. They simply could not afford it. Who among common folk would dare drink tea that cost hundreds of thousands per pound?
"What? Tea that costs eight hundred thousand Mora per pound?!"
Hearing Kamisato Ayaka's words, Higokumaru was dumbfounded. What kind of tea was this? It was so expensive that all the wealth she had on her was not even enough to buy a single pound.
Especially that thing Kamisato Ayaka had said—was that even something a person should say? That it was the same grade as what she drank normally...
She was jealous!
She really wanted to snatch this batch of goods.
They had taken it from those ronin anyway, and the merchants