An Old Country Bumpkin Sees It Through

“...What the hell? You’re just a kid. What are you doing here, miss? Lost?”

The man who’d shouted at us took one look at Lucy and changed his tune a little.

These people had at least managed to set up a base in the Central District. They probably didn’t want to cause a public disturbance.

All we’d done was fling the front door open. With people around, we didn’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves here.

I mean, at least lock the door. Pretty careless for a suspected thief.

Come to think of it, was Lucy not very well known around here? You’d think the head of the Mage Corps would stand out, especially looking like that.

The man dealing with us didn’t seem to recognize Lucy as the head of the Mage Corps.

“Hmm. Are you lot the ‘Clutches of Dusk’?”

“—!”

“Huh?”...