--After that, me and Garnett had to be accompanied by the Silver Wing Knights for endlessly inspecting the scene and interviewing the situation.

　How did they move after leaving the King's City of Ten Thousand Temples, and where and what kind of battle did they engage in?
　What had they seen and heard in the battle?

　Perhaps because it might be the end of a long-running series of murders, the reenactment of the actions and the interviewing of the testimonies were so meticulous anyway that by the time it was all over, night had long since fallen.

　I know it's necessary, but it's still hard to stay up all night right after a fight to the death, and Garnett and I returned to the villa in a daze.

It's a good idea to have a good time. We have heard about your situation from the group. We've prepared for you to take a bath, so please get some rest until nightfall.

　Our maid of honor, Abigail, comes out to meet us at the door and gives a deep bow.

　Underneath her usual calm demeanor, a soft sense of relief is visible.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it looks like I had to worry you,'
'Not at all. If you're going to be going home in the morning anyway, could you give me a more colorful reason?
She says one too many words every time.

　At any rate, I was glad that we were able to return home safely together in this way.

　At Abigail's suggestion, I went to the bathroom to remove a full day's worth of sweat and grime, and then decided to rest myself in my assigned room.

　As I sat down on my bed, sleepily, Garnett knocked on the door and spoke to me from outside the room.

''Excuse me, white wolf. I just got a call from your brother earlier, so I want to tell you before I forget.
The Commander?　All right.

　As soon as I replied, Garnett easily opened the door and walked into the room and sat down next to me.

　I was going to leave the room and ask her about it, but if she had no intention of doing so, there was no way around it.

It's just yesterday, so it looks like I don't know much about the details. It's a quick report.

　Garnett sat down on the bed and began to talk about the details of the communication from Carmine, almost touching his shoulder.

'By this morning, the rustling of the August troupe's place of lodging is almost complete. But there's no evidence that the troupe was involved in the Night Ripper's crimes. I have a hunch that the troupe was just a front.

　The vast population of King's Landing attracts many traveling entertainers and street performers, but allowing everyone to perform freely would be unacceptable.

　For this reason, street performers are required to obtain permission to perform in the capital, but it is easier to obtain permission for group activities than for individual activities.

　That's why street performers, who usually work individually, are also encouraged to get together and form groups.

　The Augusto Troupe is one such group, and I heard that Azul and Pinkie joined the troupe as temporary members.

　After all, the Augusto Troupe was, in a sense, just another victim of the troupe.

I heard that Azure and Pinkie's belongings were seized and thoroughly investigated. I'm sure they didn't find it, but I'm sure they're both dead and broken.
So the first doll that Bruno cut you in half was the one that was replaced by Pinky?
Maybe. I don't know. I'm just not sure.

　Garnett lightly scratched her golden hair with a pretense of annoyance.

'When you ran into the fake Azure before, you said those guys were sisters, but their real faces didn't look alike, and they used makeup to keep their appearance close.　That one, I heard they were adjusting it to fit in with Azure's.
...... Maybe you don't know if the first doll is Pinky?
I can't say for sure for now. I heard that one of the troupe saw Pinkie without make-up on once, but they just remembered that her face was completely different from her normal face and they forgot what she looked like.

　From what I've learned so far, it seems that the two dolls that are believed to be the true identity of the Night Ripper were purchased by two traveling entertainers, the real Azure and Pinky, as puppets for their magic tricks.

　They were given faces that resembled those of the sisters to make them easier to use in their magic, and after they entered King's Landing, they killed them and took their place, acting as if they were innocent.

　Because of this background, those two bodies could not overturn the restriction of 'having the same face as the real sisters'.

But there's no doubt in my mind that it's Pinkie. It may not be easy to understand, but if you sit down and look into it, you'll find out sooner or later.

　Then Garnett gave a huge, unreserved yawn.

　Thinking like a cat in the late afternoon, he thought with his still sleepy head.

　The people who seemed to be the culprits had been killed.
　Perhaps this will put an end to the serial killings.

　But the case is not completely solved.

　The reason why the adventurers were attacked is still unknown, and it is easy to imagine that there is a ringleader who sent those dolls.

　For the Silver Winged Knights, this must be the main part of the investigation.

''I'll ask them, but we still don't know the motive for the crime at all, right?
Of course. Here's the thing, here's the thing: ......
...... and the whole Mithril thing is still going on.
It's a good idea to have a better idea of what's going on at ....... Even if it wasn't Agat Ram, he's still my enemy when it comes to trafficking.

　The speculation that the Night Ripper's weapon was a blade made of mithril, and that the source of its acquisition was a blacksmith who had been illegally wholesaling mithril for some time, should be the most noteworthy element in this case for Garnett.

　That's why he was so eager to participate in the investigation last night, and he felt that it wouldn't be surprising if he moved on to that side of the investigation.

　But Garnett said he would trust and wait.

'Are you sure?　I thought you might want to join the investigation over there and hunt it down yourself.
f*ck you. No, I'm not doing that. Don't worry about it. ......
Don't worry about it. ......

　Suddenly, I thought Garnett leaned his head on my shoulder and leaned back to deposit his weight on me, and then he began to sleep peacefully as it was.

　Totally, I don't know how to interpret that one.

　I feel a comfortable weight, warmth and softness on my shoulders, but I can't fight the sleepiness that's rushing through me either.

　The next thing I knew, we had both fallen into bed and were tumbling down into a deep dream.