Three servants had disappeared from Marquis Mastafon’s house.
That was more than any other single house.
Serulis looked concerned as she said,
“So you really think Marquis Mastafon’s house is the most suspicious?”
“Are you going to break the door down as you did with Kabino?”
“We can’t do that. The city thugs are one thing, but breaking into the house of a nobleman could mean a lot of trouble.”
Serulis said to Milka.
A marquis had a lot of power. It was necessary to move with caution.
“That’s true. I will go in alone then.”
I said. Luchila, Serulis, and Shia all nodded.
If I used magic, I should be able to get in.
And I could also use the illusions I had learned from Luchila.
It would be a lot easier overall if I went in alone.
“Mister Locke, you’re going alone? That’s too dangerous!”
Milka looked alarmed as she tried to stop me.
Milka knew that I could use magic.
But she didn’t know I was an expert Sorcerer.
She generally just thought of me as a Warrior.
“Milka. I’m actually really good at this kind of thing.”
“But there are still limits. If anything, I should invade the house!”
“No, that’s no good.”
“But why? If it is me, I could say that I wandered in after getting lost. They wouldn’t be so suspicious of me either.”
It was annoying that she was right.
Still, I knew I could do it better than her.
“The truth is, I’m also really good as a Scout.”
“Really? So it’s not just magic. Mister Locke, that’s very impressive.”
Milka looked at me with admiration.
Grulf now moved away from Shia and came up to me and put his muzzle on my lap.
I think he was asking me to take him with me.
I petted him and said,
“You stay home, Grulf.”
He seemed a little dejected.
Just then, a voice rang from the entrance.
“Is anyone here?”
It was a guest.
“I’ll see who it is.”
Serulis said as she left the room.
She quickly returned.
“Mister Locke. You have a very angry neighbor.”
If they were angry, then I had to deal with it as the master of the house.
I walked over to the main entrance. Milka followed me.
The guest was a man in fine clothing. He was probably a servant of a nobleman who lived close by.
“Can I help you?”
“It concerns the matter of the abhorrent stench that has been wafting from this very mansion.”
He meant the smell of roasted demon rat carcasses.
There was nothing to do but apologize. I bowed.
“I am very sorry about that.”
“But what was that smell?”
“Well, I happen to be an Adventurer. And as we had killed some demon rats, I burned the bodies.”
“You burned the bodies? And in this residential district?”
The man’s eyes screamed, “Does this man have no common sense?”
Perhaps he was right to think so. I should have thought about it more.
“There are no words that I can say to express my regret. I shall be more careful in the future.”
“We would be most obliged if you could do just that.”