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Chapter VIII

The room was a good place to hide. Hidden from the streets and the gangs and the blue-clad watchmen. If she hadn't brought me here, I never would have found this place. It was the perfect place to hide. No one would bother with a husk of a burned-out building. This city wasn't built by the Logresi, so this underground cellar might be completely hidden from the authorities. It was a place I wished I had found. It would be sleeping in an empty crate, worried about someone finding me.

Not the Blues. They only cared if we were doing something illegal in the view of the fine, upstanding citizenry, or if the aristocracy or officials ordered them to care. The real danger was the gangs of roving thugs. Some of them would go out of their way to look through empty crates or other hideyholes for victims. Normally to robe them of any meager possessions, but I had heard horror stories about being pressed into one of the gangs. Or worse.

Kanade wouldn't have to worry about that down he
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