A dark night without the moon.

I am currently walking across a vast meadow.

The drunkard who had touched me earlier is now dying, stabbed by a spear and a sword while resisting arrest. He wasn’t the one who started the fire, but since he was the most unruly at the scene, it makes sense.@@novelbin@@

What’s more, the area around the castle walls wasn’t just completely burned; the heat caused the walls to warp, and parts of it even collapsed.

Someone needs to be blamed for this, right?

Don’t you think?

And how he died turned out differently than I had expected.

He had planned to take the gold, deny his crime, and escape far away. I thought that, at the very least, his physical strength would allow him to run away longer than others.

And as more people get caught, the last ones to be apprehended gather more attention.

What if that person has distinctive hair and skin color?

An easy target to identify.

If that person is a clear villain, it’s easy to make the mistake of generalizing too quickly.

Especially in an era with little information exchange. On top of that, rumors spread about the gold he carried, and the speed of that spread is even faster.

With heavy footsteps, as I kept thinking about this, the already dark night sky became completely black. If only the stars were visible, I could keep walking, but the sky had no light, perhaps because the weather was cloudy.

Since this is not a world of advanced civilization, the roads are simply dirt, exposed to the ground, and there are no streetlights at all.

Earlier, I saw that the meadow stretched out ahead, and there was no place to rest. As I was thinking whether I should sit down on the ground and rest, I saw light in the distance.

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