“Those two left the castle.”

Cassel received the report from Sijong and sank deep into the sofa.

“As you said, they were accompanied by twenty guards. However, the mercenaries are unlikely to follow them unnecessarily, as you might be concerned.”

“Why?”

“When those two left, they scattered a considerable amount of gold on the street. Merchants or mercenaries, anyone who happened to be there went into a frenzy picking it up, and they are still fighting over it.”

So, greedy mercenaries are more likely to focus on picking up the scattered gold rather than chasing the carriage.

Upon Sijong’s report, Cassel clicked his tongue, seemingly annoyed.

He had gone through the trouble of persuading the stubborn Count Nogra to pay a reward, only for those two to scatter it on the ground and leave.

Whether they planned to avoid meeting unwanted guests in the ruins or if money wasn’t their primary goal from the beginning, Cassel couldn’t confirm anything.

He had even instructed the guards to seize the opportunity and remove the woman’s mask, but due to the chaos caused by the woman’s sudden uproar, the attempt had failed.

Therefore, Cassel decided to give up on confirming the woman’s face and was satisfied with driving away the suspicious impostor.

“Is that moon-watching thing today?”

“Yes, it starts from midnight.”

Cassel remained silent, wearing a thoughtful expression.

He wanted to see the Night Tribe imprisoned here once again. However, he had already done something unnecessary, so he couldn’t afford to do anything more.

Paying the reward was suspicious enough. If he went further, the owner of the arena might notice unnecessary signs.

Cassel became frustrated, then suddenly stood up from his seat. After finding a mask to wear, he left the room recklessly.

Now, the most important thing for Cassel Montra was to safely pass this week and close the arena until the next one.

Then all the problems would be solved, and he could return to a comfortable Tienda.

So, all he had to do now was sit still and wait. However, for some reason, he couldn’t do that.

Life rolling around in the sewers without rules or morals in the lowest depths of society didn’t evoke any sympathy from Cassel. The emotions he felt towards them were closer to disgust than pity.

Yet, Cassel himself couldn’t understand why he was going to see them like this. No, in fact, he didn’t want to get closer to the side he didn’t want to know.

Wearing a mask, Cassel, accompanied by Sijong and a few guards, moved from the inner courtyard where the guests stayed to the outer courtyard where the lower-class people gathered.

As he crossed the bridge connecting the two castles, a terrifying sound of something breaking resounded from the other side of the corridor.
At the sound of the shattering, the guards instinctively blocked Cassel’s path. Cassel, as if annoyed, pushed them aside and turned the corridor to confirm the source of the noise.

There, a scene that suited the slums very well was unfolding.

The corridor floor was full of shards of broken pottery.

On top of them, a masked maid was being dragged by a dirty mercenary. The maid, seemingly resisting, sat down on the floor, and the mercenary, trying to have his way, lifted his arm as if to strike her.

And next to them was another person. A delicate-looking young male servant seemed to be trying to stop it, but he couldn’t do it alone.

Cassel, almost involuntarily, sighed at the shameless scene.

Indeed, he was right not to sympathize. Most of the people here deserved contempt rather than pity.

As Cassel looked quietly, the mercenary, as if wondering when he had become ferocious, lowered his arm and began to cautiously gauge Cassel while silently retreating.

Then, while Cassel remained silent, the mercenary fled on his own.

With the filthy guy gone, only the almost-mobbed maid, the servant who had been watching, and some flies remained.

The maid, who was about to be dragged away by the mercenary, still sat on the floor, trembling.

Cassel found the sight unpleasant and was about to avert his eyes. However, he stopped when he saw the maid’s hair.

The masked maid was tying up her jet-black hair in a way that reminded someone of someone.

So, Cassel briefly stared at the maid and then ordered Sijong.

“Take off that mask.”

At that moment, a carriage under the escort of knights was passing through the ruins.

It was the carriage carrying the legendary ‘Faceless Lady’ who had become infamous in that accursed arena.

Not only the Faceless Lady but also a woman with sunset-colored hair was riding along.

She was the partner of the Faceless Lady, who had earned the biased nickname ‘Faceless Step-Mother’ due to abusing the maid, making a scene with Lord Bric’s secretary, and scattering gold coins on the street.

Although only two people were in the carriage, they still wore masks. Despite earning a fortune in the arena, they were probably intoxicated with their wealth, and there was no conversation between them.