Crash!
As Shard placed the heavy objects he had wrapped in his coat onto the table, everything enveloped by the coat became fully visible. Gold coins, silver coins, rings, earrings, plates, goblets, stone statue gems, and various items sparkled with the colors of wealth under the warm yellow glow of the gas lamp in the lounge. Yet, for some reason, this bundle of priceless items exuded a strong scent of seafood.
It was seven on this Wednesday evening, and the location was the city manor of Earl Granger, which Shard had visited before.
The melodious music drifted in from the distant banquet hall, and outside the curtained windows was the tranquil garden of the manor under the night sky.
"If I remember correctly, you said you were going to explore the story of the Randall Valley today, so this is..."
Miss Benanis, who claimed she wouldn't attend the party, hesitantly asked, while Margaret, seated on a single sofa to the right of the Witch, curiously examined the pile of items:
