Genius Scammers Want an Easy Life After Reincarnation

We were visiting the dining bar "Anemone Night" as we left the man hanging around the ground with the guards.

"Rosie, are you glad you handed that man over? You're right, even if you were hired for money, you could have pulled some kind of information."

Celia has a point.

"I saw the dagger that the man had, but it was well maintained, but it was quite old. If the man himself is not young, he can be expected to work as a killer for a long time. I don't think it's easy to break my mouth."

If you know that the labor involved is small, it would be better to hand it over to King's Landing and keep our evidence good for later.

Besides, there are many ways to hear the results of the hearing.

"... you've been looking at it for a moment and thinking about it. You are."

"It is the basic skill of a fortuneteller to see at a glance the nature of the opponent. Find the prey, make the rules, we can't work without information."

"Fraudster, it must be a mistake"

Well, I guess so.

Split chicken herb grill and cheek.

The subtle amount of salt and spice is exquisite.

"Is Elsa okay? If you get targeted again, I'm sure this time...."

Lisha dropped her shoulders as she said so, clouding her expression and turning down.

The dishes that were served long ago remained untouched.

"It's creepy that you can't see why you're being attacked. If you have serious confidentiality or someone resents you, you can be alert to the next step, but you don't even know that."

Yes, I'm worried.

After all, Elsa was introduced to the King's Landing and decided to leave herself somewhere safe for a while.

As a citizen, she is treated in a manner that is contrary to the law - that is, Elsa is the subject of protection for the country.

I guess my reasoning that I was in a research position wasn't always wrong. [M]

Back to the story, did you sort out the information? I want you to tell me your theory. "

Place the wooden spoon that Celia was playing with the soup.

The master who was watching me signalled me to turn the music I was playing into something a little lively.

"Do you need to be so vigilant about what happened seven years ago?

"Well, better than unsuspecting."

Squeeze your shoulders and exhale.

Well, let's get to the conclusion first.

In advance, Celia's throat moves.

"- Celia's father, Alec Norrent, is innocent. A real patchworker is still alive somewhere in King's Landing, somehow looking at us."

The sound of a bang attracts the attention of the surrounding people.

There was awkward silence in the bar until the music that had stopped ringing for a moment resumed.

Celia, sit down.

Fear, astonishment, hatred, anger - with a mix of emotions, Celia turned her unfocused eyes to the void.

"Celia, sit down. Even if you get around here, you can't catch a patchworker."

"... I know."

Celia lowered her hips and took a deep breath while covering her face with both hands.

After that, she returned to her usual faint face.

"I'm sorry, I just want you to keep going."

"Are you sure you're okay?

Ah.

I couldn't deny the words before I said they were meaningless. [M]

She nodded back to Celia and opened her mouth, worried a little.

"The reasoning is based on the existence of two men who attacked Elsa."

Eh, isn't that Elsa's story?

Risha looks into doubt from under the straw hat.

"Of course there is. But judging things by one's testimony is quick."

Lisha raised her index finger tilting her neck.

"Let's talk about it. Risha, what would have happened to Elsa if we hadn't been there?

"Well, I don't want to think about it... but if it was meant to be killed, it would definitely have been killed."

"Yes, that's where I thought. Why we were there and why we were able to help Elsa."

"Is that a coincidence?

That's the point.

Increase the number of standing fingers by one.

"The answer is“ complete coincidence. "Not only us, not Elsa, not even those men could have predicted it."

"How does that coincidence lead to Dad's innocence?"

"You said you were going to talk about it first. Think about it? If Celia decides one day... no, it's half a day late. If my informant hadn't brought me the paper with the address this afternoon. [M] If the address written on this paper is in the wrong order. Now, what happens?

"What are you talking about? As a result, all Elsa Relics was killed and we're late to go there. It's just that..."

Celia, who said so much and cut off her words, opened her mouth softly, and I lifted the corner of my mouth.

The only person who didn't understand the story, Risha, had a question mark above her head.