The Golden Goose

Milton, the city, was already sinking into sunset.

I left the inn with Shabel to catch the petty thief.

Shabel strode ahead with such purpose that she looked ready to give Ash a thorough scolding the moment she found her.

Dragged out along with her, I sighed and trudged after her.

“Hero, do you even know where Ash went?”

“The gambling house, probably.”

“I mean which gambling house she went to.”

Given the city's size, there had to be several gambling houses.

“That... I don't know.”

Figures...