"Damn it," Dorn cursed, clutching his head.
"It seems you haven't quite gotten the hang of it, Orelia. Please keep an eye on this reckless Dwarf, and the reckless Half-Orc, too." As he spoke, Colin walked over to the trussed-up people, crouched down, and used his Dagger to cut their bonds. He then pulled the gags from their mouths.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you for your help today," the master of the house said, looking rather disheveled. "The Levin Clan will remember your good deed!"
"It is the duty of every citizen of Thousand Masts City," Colin said.
'He couldn't help but feel a little awkward, having just stolen their book.'
Colin then untied the mistress of the house. As soon as she was free, she and Colin quickly unbound the little girl beside them, after which she swept the child into her embrace.
Colin took a closer look.
'He hadn't expected this. The little girl was the same "young lady" who had spoken to him a few days ago while he was disguised as a coachman.'
