บท 281: 281 - The Lock

Type: Social

Narrator: Wa Fenya

"Did anyone sorting through her things uncover a silver padlock?" Lord Xho asked.

"I'm not sure you could call it a padlock." Gun Nong Said.  "It looked more fancy than functional."

"I must see it immediately!" he insisted.  "It is the only clue that tracks to the owl.  And only through the owl can we get to its owner."

"That's not true." Lady Kismet said.  "Both Miss Fenya and I saw her, surely among the four thousand soldiers, one of them can draw faces when described."

"And you would get, what?  An image that only vaguely resembles what you remember of her?  Even I do not have a System that unlocks perfect memory.  We will only stop the Nine through facts, not merely through distorted glances."

Kismet looked ready to rebut Lord Xho's argument, but then gave an improperly submissive bow.  Or perhaps she meant it to mock him?  I'd like to think the latter, but Lady Kismet WAS an outsider to our culture.