Chapter 44: Caught Red-Handed
"Thank you for the meal."
"You rented out the whole inn, so this level of hospitality is the least I can do. Hehe."
After a brief commotion, the inn had settled down, and lunchtime had arrived before anyone noticed.
"...Hoo."
The innkeeper, who had been personally delivering meals to each of the rooms where the holy knights were staying, let out a small sigh and wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve.
"This next room, I think..."
Of course, he was exhausted from delivering food in such large quantities, but the sweat dripping down his face wasn't from exertion—it was cold sweat born of tension.
"...Damn it, that old man just won’t die, huh."
He had once lived in the back alleys, but after completely laundering his identity and opening an inn near the capital, he’d truly believed that his second act in life had begun.
"I even changed my hair color and face completely. How did they find me...?"
At least, that’s what he thought—until just yesterday, when the subordinates of the old boss who once ruled the backstreets secretly visited the inn and gave him covert instructions.
‘...Should I report them now?’