I Became a Heavy Smoker in an Arcane Punk Romance Fantasy — Chapter 72: A Comedy from Afar, a Comedy Even Up Close

The following evening.

A ruin on the outskirts of the slums surrounding the only city on Saria Island.

"..."

I stared quietly at the ruin with sunken eyes.

The enemy's hideout, discovered through the tiny smoke clone I had attached to the suspect.

I sat down on a small chair nearby where I could conveniently rest my backside and pulled a cigar from inside my coat, then began cutting it.

Scritch.

Ting!

Before long, I lit the cigar with a lighter, and its aroma, carrying an amplified citrus scent, began tickling my nose.

Creak...