Bab 196: Let's turn him in

Lucius sat in the Inn for hours. 

It was as if he was frozen in time, not perceiving its passage at all. 

If not for his occasional move of the arm to take a sip, one could easily mistake him for some kind of modern sculpture. 

He sat and did nothing but slowly sip on his drink for hours. He saw Arthur sneaking to the staircase with the corner of his eyes...

But he sat and waited, patiently wetting his lips with the booze. 

Only when the sun hid for the night, long after Arthur returned and likely went to sleep, Lucius finally made his move. 

He gently placed the cup on the table. Despite acting grumpy all day, he didn't exhibit even the slightest hint of anger or annoyance. 

Once the bill was taken care of, Lucius left the Inn, heading for the inner ring of the sect. 

The streets were empty so late in the night, allowing for a smooth trip. Before long, Lucius pushed the doors open and arrived at his destination.