Chapter 22 (1/2)

Translator: larvyde    Editor: Sauv    Proofreader(s): Merp-Merp

The capital’s South Ward, commonly known as the ”Merchant’s Ward”.

Unlike the merchants setting up shop in the West Ward, the n.o.bles’ Ward, the stores here were mostly small scale and medium scale ones.

But that was exactly why it was such a lively place, where there were all sorts of shops jumbled together.

On Main Street, the South Ward’s biggest, where countless shops and stands lined up next to each other, there was a variety store blending into the disorder, inconspicuous, to put it unflatteringly.

It was the place that was used as the headquarters for Black Maria Zeroth Squad this week.

s.h.i.+zuru entered in order to make an unscheduled report.

“I see, I get the gist of it.”

Said Richelieu, having finished reading the doc.u.ment in braille and lighting it up in the lamp fire.

Coincidentally, she actually could read normal letters.

Richelieu’s fingertips were sensitive enough to discern the presence of ink, the reason she used braille nonetheless was simply because the typical person couldn’t see what was written at a glance.

The literacy rate was not that high in this world to begin with, so it was extremely rare for a non blind person to be able to read braille.

It was one method of encryption, Black Maria’s treasure.

“The random killer in the East Ward and the Guard Knights doing night patrols. I happened to overhear about it too, but it seems to be a little more troublesome than what I've heard.”

“I’ve somehow investigated things like their new patrol routes and the like … but there’s an irregular after all so they’re highly vigilant.”

“So you think you should stop your activities in the East Ward and lay low, is it?”

s.h.i.+zuru was thankful that she made it quick, while at the same time smiling wryly at her too-good guess.

It’s almost as if she could see through everything about him, which was why he often felt unsettled whenever he had to face her.

“Humm…”

Richelieu put a finger on her chin and pondered for a short while,

but after only about ten seconds of that, she finally made a small nod.

“Alright. It’s not good to be involved with the Guard Knights, I suppose we should stay nice and quiet here. Do warn Casca as well, please.”

“Yes, thank you very much.”

“It’s nothing more than a decision borne out of rational judgement, nothing you need to expressly thank me for, s.h.i.+zuru. And I stress that you need to warn Casca properly.”

Whenever any trouble happened in the Third Squad, it’s appropriate to think that the cause was Casca.

That was why Richelieu reminded s.h.i.+zuru twice.

Casca was still the commanding officer, that is, management, and yet she was so undependable.

A faint dry laugh leaked out of s.h.i.+zuru’s throat.

“Haha … haa”

Then he sighed.

“Also,”

*tap tap*. Richelieu tapped the table twice, her habit whenever she changed the topic.