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The gunshot ca from directly above the inn, and judging from the clarity of the sound, it did not originate from the nearby second floor but seed to co from the farthest fourth floor.
"Oh, damn!"
The captain muttered a curse under his breath, apologized to Shard after gathering his playing cards, and walked with Lieutenant Hoyle towards the ground floor counter, clearly intending to go upstairs to check the situation with the innkeeper before the local police arrived. As they were dressed in Draleon military uniforms, they needed to maintain the scene and be in charge of checking for any victims that could be helped.
The guests on the ground floor silently settled their bills and left through the door, fearful of getting involved in any troubleso matters. Shard neither followed the two officers upstairs nor did he leave with most of the people.
He stood up, got two glasses of low-alcohol apple cider from the waiter who had replaced the bearded innkeeper, and then sat down with his drink opposite the bard in the corner, pushing one of the glasses toward him.
Although the Kingdom prohibited the brewing of private alcohol, it allowed small-scale brewing of fruit wines like those in large inns. These two glasses of apple cider were made from apples harvested earlier this sumr on Sicarl Mountain. While not comparable to the fruit wines of big wine estates, they were at least cheap.
With a shooting incident upstairs, the bard could no longer continue performing. However, leaving now ant that he wouldn't earn any more inco today, so he huddled in the corner waiting. Seeing Shard sit down opposite him, and even offering him a drink, the bard recognized Shard as the person who had thrown two shilling coins earlier:
"Thank you."
He said cautiously, not knowing what the young man in front of him wanted to do.
"Do you know many of the ancient legends from Midshire Fort and the Sicarl Mountain Area?"
Shard asked.
"Yes."
The bard nodded cautiously.
"Since you can't perform right now, why don't you tell
so of these stories? I can pay for your drinks this afternoon."
While Shard didn't ntion a cash reward, accepting an offer of free drinks on an afternoon when business was clearly impossible was not bad.
"No problem, what would you like to know..."
Bang!
Suddenly, another gunshot rang out from upstairs. Even though it was two floors up, Shard could tell it was different from the previous one.
The bard was startled by the sound, but Shard didn't seem to care much. Even a Circle Sorcerer who wanted to kill people with a gun would use a Silence Charm or sothing similar to suppress the sound, so the incident upstairs definitely had nothing to do with the Circle Sorcerers.
"I want to know how many local beliefs there are, the kind that are only circulated locally in Midshire Fort."
Shard had learned similar information from the materials provided by the Spiritual Practice Order, but still wanted to inquire from a layman's perspective.
"Local esoteric beliefs... I certainly won't know as many as the True God Church, but there are quite a few that circulate privately."
Seeing that Shard was unfazed by the gunshots, the bard beca a little bolder:
"There aren't many local legends about Evil Gods."
At the ntion of "Evil God
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