Deep in Mouse Tail Alley.
Amuel sat behind her desk, using a stack of documents as tall as she was to shield herself from Freeman's view as she silently zoned out.
After Harris's death, she and Freeman had been assigned to Mouse Tail Alley to replace him as its new supervisors.
She handled the main affairs.
Freeman was her deputy.
It seemed much like their previous search for the Blood Clan.
Yet there was a fundamental difference.
Because...
It was exhausting!
What kind of job started at eight in the morning, ran until eight at night, and still demanded another three hours of overtime?
Was this work fit for a human being?
Even beasts of burden had it no worse.
No!
Owners at least felt sorry for their beasts of burden.
But her?
Nothing!
She was practically a slave in a cotton field!
Of course, the most important point was that if she could endure this sort of hardship, why would she have left Talin to become one of the Countess's advisors?
Hadn't she done it precisely so she wouldn't have to work?
Even when she did work, she would only have to sit there and keep up appearances, nodding along with everyone else when asked a question.
Even if someone singled her out, she could pretend to be profound and offer some irrelevant remarks that began with "fate" and ended with "fate."
That was the job she wanted.
Not this endless slave labor.
Should I just run away?
The thought suddenly sprang into Amuel's mind.
But the lady from Talin immediately pushed it out of her head.
Previously, leaving would have meant nothing worse than an investigation by the Countess. But everything had changed after a Hidden Pawn of the Grand Duke of Inner Bay had been discovered among