Chapter 27: Human Hunting (8)
“Hoo…… I was able to catch my breath thanks to you. I appreciate it.”
“Friends should naturally help each other.”
We took a brief moment to chat. The topic of our conversation mostly revolved around who could have wreaked such havoc on the city and for what reason. Jack must have wanted to show off his knowledge about national politics as he passionately voiced his opinion about how it could have been a conflict between the Kingdom of Sardinia’s prince faction and the noble faction or that it could have been intervention from the church. It seems his anxiety was gone now because he believed he was out of harm’s way.
The carriage stopped shortly after. We had arrived at the edge of a forest located on the outskirts of the city. We got down from the carriage and sat on the grass. We could still see smoke billowing above the ramparts of the city from afar. Jack clicked his tongue as he took in the sight.
“Tsk. Traditionally, Pavia has always taken issue with the church. The Earl of Pavia strongly demanded that the church should take responsibility for the plague. The church has always been against the slave system, so they might have committed this act of terrorism for that reason.”
I nodded my head as I agreed that his reasoning sounded very plausible. In truth, however, I was struggling to hold back my laughter. I had an urge to tell him, ‘It was all for the sake of taking your slave.’ Though I barely managed to stop myself. Laura sat next to us and silently listened to our conversation, but she kept glancing at me. It was also quite difficult to ignore this. It’s rather annoying that I can’t directly read a human’s emotions.
Jack stared out into the distance for no special reason as he spoke.
“I guess the slave market will be in a momentary recession now.”
That was true. Since an auction house was attacked, even if they could find the culprit, people will most likely avoid going near a slave market for the time being. I asked with a concerned face.