After hearing Arthur's words, Rachellier nodded repeatedly.
"Of course! Of course!
Criminals like these aren't worth wasting our precious time on!"
His unquestioning agreement brought a slightly broader smile to Arthur's face.
Seeing that smile, Rachellier breathed a sigh of relief.
Lord Credos wasn't angry.
Good! That's good!
As for what Lord Credos said?
This was a case handled by the Shire District Police Department in the first place, a continuation of the Hite Furniture Store incident. It had absolutely nothing to do with his Old District!
Right!
Absolutely nothing!
Naturally, there was no problem with handing it over to Chief Maltz.
And bringing some officers along?
How could anyone handle a case without manpower?
That was perfectly reasonable too.
So this is Lord Credos?
He's much more approachable than I imagined.
He's nothing like the terrifying figure those people described.
Sure enough, it was all rumors!
As Rachellier thought this, his smile grew even wider.
For Rachellier, who had been playing a little blindfolded chase game with several darling sweethearts just moments earlier, this sudden incident had already left him thoroughly bewildered.
Besides, the alcohol was still doing its job in the chief's system.
Under these circumstances, he was utterly incapable of judging the seriousness of the situation.
Malinda, however, understood.
The Lady of the Long Night gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Arthur's back-
You bastard! You actually used me!
She had been wondering all along why Arthur had suddenly suggested making it up to her with a "game."
Only now did she realize what was going on.
That bastard Arthur had set his sights on the Old District.
The scoundrel was expanding his territory.
She had just been wondering why they had happened to encounter that little girl, and why, after following her, they had conveniently