An Old Country Bumpkin Is Invited Over

“It’s calmed down quite a bit.”

“It has.”

One afternoon, I went for a walk through Bartlreen with Allucia while making my rounds.

With the festival over, the city was gradually returning to normal. People still occasionally brought up the attempted assassination of the royal family, but for the most part, the streets had settled back into their usual rhythm.

For the record, I did train properly with everyone this morning.

If the city was going about its business as usual, then we had to carry on with our training as usual, too. That hadn’t changed.

This whole commotion really reminded me that peace was best. Being able to work up a sweat without being hounded by missions and incidents was a treasure in itself.

“Has the South District been cleaned up?”

“Somewhat. It’ll be a while before farming can safely resume, though.”

The South District had become a gruesome scene, and the Knights, along with the entire Kingdom Guard, were in the middle of cleaning it up. Maybe I had no right to say this, considering how many people I’d cut down, but it seemed the district would need a little more time before it could return to normal...