Chapter 232 - I Mean No Harm (1/2)

Episode 5: I Mean No Haruess this is it”

When Calian had passed by three alleys of the Western Market and led himself into the fourth, there was only one shop that was lit in the darkness Birdcages of various sizes and colours in front of the entryway caught his eye Calian looked up at the nameboard of the store and nodded in satisfaction He seeht place

— Nieransha Bird Shop (Rental Carrier Pigeons)

If the store was sie for them to be open at this hour However, it was understandable for carrier pigeon services to operate during late hours as people would coes both day and night

Whether it was because the building was small or because the hour was late, they didn’t seem to have an attendant who could take his horse There weren’t any posts that he could use to tie his horse to, either

“What should I do?”

Raven climbed down from Raven’s back and stood still, stumped by the lack of posts that he could use to tie his horse to Calian knew best that Raven would never wander off without his rich oho could and was very willing to paht try to steal him; to be precise, worried about that unlucky so horse

In the end, Calian resigned and gathered Raven’s reigns on top of his saddle “Wait for me here, and don’t make any trouble”

Raven whinnied as if to answer Calian and positioned hi His black body was hidden under the dark shade of the building, and only the white patch of hair on his front right fetlock stood out

Calian turned away from Raven He pulled his hood further down his face and entered the shop

— ting-a-ling!

A chi everythat a customer was here The birds inside the shop see all at once It was al in a forest rather than in a shop located at one corner of a er than it seees and birds were scattered throughout the shop There were pet birds smaller than Calian’s fists all the way to hawks that could be used for hunting In fact, it was harder to think of birds that weren’t in the shop

The owner, earing athe birds, turned his head towards Calian and stood up “Are you looking for a carrier pigeon?”

Instead of raising his guard, that’s what he had asked a stranger who had stepped into the shop with a black robe covering their face after the night had settled in

Calian silently turned towards a birdcage that seemed oddly silent Thite do their bodies on each other It looked like a pair of real birds without doubt, but Calian knew that they were just a pair of very well-crafted decorations

“These birds don’t seem to wake,” murmured Calian quietly

It didn’t , but he had been worried that his nervousness ht show Thankfully, a calm voice echoed in the shop

“They sleep a lot,” answered the owner

It was the sainning of a scripted conversation

“They must have come from afar They see sohis short pause Nothing froive away his identity Calian lowered his gaze concentrated on not letting the owner see the colour of his eyes

“That makes sense This sure seems like a perfect place for an exhausted bird to take a rest”