Chapter 36: Colt’s Homecoming(Part 3)
"Hm? Oh, there you are. It's about time...what took so long?" Frowned Lexia, as Colt entered the alley she'd been waiting in.
After she killed the Baron, she snuck out of the mansion and made her way towards the church, before hiding in an alley that was located right across the church and waiting for Colt to rendezvous with her.
She had been waiting for about twenty minutes before Colt finally showed up just now, much to her exasperation since she'd expected him to finish up first. She'd also started to worry that something might have gone wrong, and had begun to consider heading to Baroness Amber's mansion herself.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, I'll explain later. Now, then...it's time to get started with what I really came here to do," Remarked Colt, a dark look in his eyes as he turned his attention to the church.
"Right, let's get this over with and-...hm? Wait, someone's coming. I think it's just some random drunk, let's wait till they pass," Whispered Lexia, as she picked up the sound of footsteps.
"Alright, let's-...hm? Wait, hold on, that's not a random drunk...yeah, no doubt about it, that's the First-Class Knight leading the Knights in the village, Mord Plore," Replied Colt, recognizing the figure as he got closer.
He was walking unsteadily, very clearly and heavily inebriated, muttering to himself as he stumbled through the street.
"What do we do? In his current state, it should be pretty damn easy to take him out, so...," Pointed out Lexia.
"Yeah, that's true, it's a good opportunity...okay, then. You go after him. I'll handle things in the church myself," Replied Colt after mulling it over.
"I mean, that's fine by me, but...are you sure you can handle it by yourself?"
"Don't worry, I'll be just fine. If I die here, then Celia might feel obligated to come here and avenge me or something...I can't let that happen. So I won't be too reckless," He assured her.