I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 66

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Chapter 66

 

“Eileen.”

 

As soon as the swindler left, Mireon approached me.

 

Callix Crowbell was still watching me from that spot. Naturally, Anthony Greg was beside him too.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“As you can see.”

 

When I said this with a grin, Mireon’s slightly stiff expression finally relaxed.

 

“Thank goodness. But that was too reckless. What if that man had bad intentions and tried to harm you…”

 

“Pathetic swindlers like that generally don’t have the guts for such things, so it’s fine.”

 

“Still, just in case, be careful from now on.”

 

At his worried words, I obediently answered that I would.

 

“Thank you for helping me.”

 

The noblewoman who had been looking in the direction the swindler left grabbed my hand tightly and thanked me.

 

“If it weren’t for you, miss, I would have been completely fooled by that swindler. Thank you so much.”

 

“Not at all. Next time something like this happens, don’t listen to random people and inquire at the workshop instead. That way you’ll reduce the chances of being scammed.”

 

The noblewoman nodded, saying she would do that.

 

“Let’s go find an inn before it gets too late.”

 

“An inn?”

 

The noblewoman reacted to Mireon’s words.

 

“Were you looking for a place to stay?”

 

“Yes. We were, but…”

 

“It’s peak season for travelers right now, so finding an inn won’t be easy. If it’s alright with you, how about staying at our house?”

 

It was an unexpected but welcome suggestion. I had been worrying that we might end up sleeping outdoors at this rate.

 

“Would that really be okay? I’m not sure if we’d be imposing.”

 

“Imposing? It’s nothing compared to how you helped me.”

 

In that case, there was no reason to refuse.

 

However, this wasn’t something I could decide alone, so I looked back at Callix Crowbell.

 

He pondered for a moment, then nodded. With permission granted, I smiled brightly and said to the noblewoman.

 

“Then we’ll impose on you for just tonight, madam.”

 

* * *

 

The noblewoman not only let us stay the night but also prepared a wonderful dinner.

 

“Ah, I’m so full.”

 

Having eaten my fill for the first time in a while, I patted my full stomach and lay down on the bed. The bed was soft and comfortable, making me drowsy just lying there.

 

“I should wash up before sleeping.”

 

I was covered in dust from riding all day. So while I thought I should wash up, I didn’t want to move a finger and just lay there quietly.

 

Just a little longer.

 

Just a little more…

 

Just as my thoughts were becoming hazy, I heard a low, soft sound from outside the window.

 

“…Flute music?”

 

The melody was beautiful enough to overcome my laziness, and I found myself getting up.

 

Following the sound to the terrace, I saw Mireon playing the flute while leaning against the railing of the adjacent terrace.

 

The sky behind him was filled with mixed hues of red and purple, making it as beautiful as a painting.

 

Clap, clap clap-

 

When one piece ended, I enthusiastically applauded. Only then did Mireon’s eyes widen slightly as he noticed I was there.

 

“When did you arrive?”

 

“Just now. I hope I didn’t interrupt your performance?”

 

“Not at all. But I’m embarrassed to have you listen to such a low-level performance.”

 

Mireon scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

 

“Low-level? It was wonderful enough to perform at an opera house.”

 

“Thank you, even if it’s just flattery.”

 

“I’m being sincere. So, I’d like to hear one more piece. May I request it?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Mireon put the flute to his lips again and slowly breathed into it. The gentle melody seeped quietly into the cool evening air.

 

‘This is nice.’

 

Just listening made my fatigue disappear completely and gave me a feeling of spiritual purification.

 

I think I understood what it felt like for people to find comfort in music.

 

“Eileen.”

 

While I was absorbed in Mireon’s performance, a familiar voice broke my reverie.

 

Callix Crowbell, standing in the courtyard, slightly lifted his chin as if telling me to come down for a moment.

 

“I’ll be going now. Please play for me again next time.”

 

I didn’t know what he wanted, but ignoring him would bring disaster, so I hurried down to the courtyard.

 

“You called for me?”

 

Instead of answering, Callix Crowbell looked up at the terrace where Mireon had been.

 

Mireon had already gone inside, but he stared intently for quite a while as if he were still there.

 

“My lord?”

 

“…I’ve changed my mind.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

Before I could ask what he meant, he turned around abruptly and left.

 

“What the hell?”

 

It’s not like he was training a mutt – what was he trying to do?

 

The metal ring jingled at just this moment, doubling my displeasure.

 

I frowned deeply and glared at his retreating figure for a long time.

 

* * *

 

The noblewoman suggested we stay one more day, but since we had a long way to go, I politely declined and we left the house.

 

The journey was smooth except for the discomfort of riding with Callix Crowbell.

 

“Where are they going?”

 

No, I had thought it was smooth.

 

The swindler we met yesterday appeared before us again just as we were leaving the small town.

 

“You ruined my business, so you need to take responsibility. How can you just leave like that?”

 

Behind the swindler stood what appeared to be his companions – vagrants holding swords, axes, and other weapons in a threatening line.

 

There were easily more than ten of them.

 

Meanwhile, we were only four people, and only Callix Crowbell among us was armed.

 

“I thought they wouldn’t back down quietly, but I didn’t expect them to swarm us like this.”

 

“Weak guys always travel in packs.”

 

Even though we were clearly at a disadvantage, Anthony Greg and Mireon showed no fear at all.

 

Callix Crowbell even yawned as if this situation bored him.

 

“Ha, these bastards are looking down on us?”

 

The swindler’s face twisted with anger.

 

“We need to teach them a lesson.”

 

It was the moment when a vagrant holding a double-edged axe took a step toward us.

 

Crack-

 

With a dull sound, the handle of the axe he was holding broke in half. The unbalanced axe blade fell and struck his foot.

 

As the blade dug deep, blood spurted up like a fountain.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

The vagrant screamed in agony and collapsed on the spot.

 

At that horrific sight, the others hesitated for a moment, but soon they charged all at once, shouting for revenge for their comrade.

 

“Do you need help…?”

 

Before Mireon could finish his words, Callix Crowbell’s fist accurately struck the face of a charging vagrant.

 

“It seems unnecessary.”

 

Mireon shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand to cover my eyes.

 

“This isn’t a sight for a young lady to see, so keep your eyes closed.”

 

Though I was fine watching bloody noir films or zombie movies, reality would be different, so I obediently listened.

 

With my vision blocked, my hearing became more sensitive, and the dull sounds of impact and people’s groans became even clearer.

 

But strangely, I couldn’t hear Callix’s voice at all.

 

‘He must be incredibly good at fighting.’

 

Well, that’s how it was written in the novel too.

 

When the Worm appeared, I had directly seen him deal with it in one strike.

 

‘Then was it him who cut the axe handle just now?’

 

But he didn’t even draw his sword, so how did he do it?

 

While I was thinking about various things, the sounds of impact had disappeared at some point, leaving only groaning sounds. Only then did Mireon remove the hand that had been covering my eyes.

 

The vagrants were sprawled carelessly on the street. Even though they were bad people, their condition was so miserable that I momentarily felt sorry for them.

 

In contrast, Callix Crowbell was fine except for his slightly disheveled hair and some blood on his hands.

 

“Should we turn them all over to the security office?”

 

Anthony Greg asked while looking at the vagrants with contemptuous eyes.

 

“Instead of the security office, how about making them suffer in a different way?”

 

When I casually suggested this, not only Anthony Greg and Mireon, but even Callix Crowbell, who had been wiping his bloody hands on a vagrant’s clothes, looked at me.

 

“A different method?”

 

“Yes. If we hand them over to the security office like this, they’ll be locked up in a cell for a while and then released, which would be too disappointing.”

 

If we revealed that their target was Callix Crowbell, we could punish them severely, but we couldn’t do that since we had to keep his identity hidden.

 

“So let’s try this.”

 

I explained my plan to them.

 

“Pfft, that’s quite a good idea.”

 

After hearing the whole story, Mireon burst into laughter.

 

“That way, everyone will know that these guys are swindlers.”

 

Anthony Greg also had a satisfied expression.

 

“…You have quite ingenious ideas in this area too.”

 

Callix Crowbell looked at me as if surprised.

 

A short while later, under a large tree on the outskirts of a small town, the swindler and vagrants who had dared to attack us were hanging in clusters, wearing only their underwear.

 

And on their bodies was written:

 

[I am a swindler]

 

The words were written large enough for all passersby to see.

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