“Is your ankle okay? Wouldn’t it be better to rest at home today?”
“I told you yesterday that It wasn’t a serious injury. I’ll be right back.”
Having heard Liv’s answer, Coryda looked down at Liv’s feet with concern. Nevertheless, she soon nodded and told Liv to go carefully.
Her ankle, which was throbbing at the slightest movement yesterday felt slightly better after a good night’s sleep. Her limping steps could be noticed through a closer look, but such was not a hindrance for her to go out. Liv walked through the unfamiliar front door and across the yard.
She already had the lay of the land around her house in her head. Fortunately, Adolf was kind enough to give her a map of the neighborhood. The map showed all of the nearby stores and small amenities. Unlike commercially available maps, this one seemed to have been created with extra information added.
Thanks to this, Liv found the newsboy without wandering.
Newsboys were usually quick with the news. It was likely because they sold newspapers and picked up any kind of news in advance. In addition, because they created their own networks, they often acted as a hotbed of rumors.
“Newspaper!”
“No thanks for the newspaper, but I’d like to ask you something.”
Liv gave the boy a coin. The boy smiled brightly and nodded toward Liv.
“By any chance, were there any murders last night?”
“The unofficial one?”
Is there such a thing as unofficial murder?
Liv, who found out about the fact she had never imagined, answered awkwardly with a hardened expression.
“Well… Both officially and unofficially.”
“Uh-oh, there’s a lot of such a thing.”
The boy shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
“Scary things that no ordinary young lady could ever imagine happen in the back alleys of Buerno!”
The boy said exaggeratedly, clumsily imitating gentlemen as if he had seen them somewhere.
“But last night’s Buerno was very peaceful, so you don’t have to worry!”
Liv thanked him, gave him another coin, and turned away.
It was peaceful. There was such a loud gunshot, but it was peaceful.
Would it have been called peaceful if she had been mugged helplessly? The mere thought of it gave her the chills.
In any case, it seemed that the Marquis had taken care of things, as it was not known that the shot had been fired in the middle of the night or that anyone had been knocked out by it. He seemed to have the ability to clean up all the problems. Moreover, he shot a person himself, so of course he would have taken care of it so that it could be covered up smoothly.
Liv was not worried about the robber who had been shot. It was more accurate to say that she was worried about the Marquis. If he were to get into an unnecessary incident because of her, it would be tough on Liv because she’d become financially dependent on him.
Of course, it wasn’t necessarily because of financial problems…
No, it was not.
“Are you still looking for God in the chapel?”
Liv gently pressed her chest.
The rapid beating of her heart somehow made her feel a little devastated.
***
A slight sprain in her ankle wasn’t enough to keep her out of Millian’s class. Liv arrived at the Vendons Manor, feeling relieved that her bruised legs were covered by her skirt.
“Teacher, teacher!”
“Yes, Millian. I’m listening.”
“I heard you moved to the neighborhood of Fémont Street!”
Once again, Millian focused more on small talk than class. Liv nodded dryly and graded Millian’s test. The more strokes she put in, the more the wrinkles on Liv’s forehead grew.
“There’s a really delicious cake shop there!”
It meant that it was really great if the picky Millian said it was delicious. As Liv nodded in response to Millian’s words, Millian spoke in a more cheerful voice.
“It’s across from the jewelry store in the center of Fémont Street! They have a really good cream cake there.”
“Oh, I see. By the way, Millian. I’m pretty sure I told you to review, but why did you get so many of these wrong?”
I think she got half of this wrong. No, is it more than half?
Apparently, Millian hadn’t followed through on her request to review.
“Aside from cake, they also sell fruit juice. You can even see them squeezing the juice on the spot!”
“Your coming-of-age ceremony is just around the corner, but you got a lot of the answers wrong. This makes me ashamed to face Baroness Vendons.”
Liv touched her forehead. Baroness Vendons might get appalled when she saw this test and consult with her about changing her teaching method.
“My coming-of-age ceremony is still two years away. More than that, Teacher!”
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