>>5390843>>5390846>>5390849With a sad sigh, you tell the siblings that perhaps, it is best to let them reunite with their surviving parent before time would end her life. So returning back to the Inn, Casca carries Cindy up to the entrance, where Guts and the others were done throwing the drunkards out the window.
Though before they could catch sight of you, a group of guards blocked your path as they appeared thanks to an unknown report.
"Were you two the ones playing music earlier at the docks?"
"Y-Y-Yes, why?"
"The reports said you were reading lyrics from the songs and writing musical sheets, are these yours?" He points to the musical equipment the boy was wearing.
"You're not going to tell me commoners aren't allowed to read, are they?"
The guards stay silent at Cindy's question, not knowing that it was an oddity from people of her class to be able to do arts of the aristocrats due to Barnham not separating people by wealth, but by power.
She was never limited to the rules of Midland, though she found herself barred from doing her work here.
"What kind of asinine rule is that?"
"We're merely reinforcing the rules, miss. We're not lords full of power either, but we all seem to agree that some precautions need to be made for some types of people not to mix with each other."
"Would you and your group mind accompanying us for a minute?"
The guards try to coerce you into coming with them, but as someone who's been arrested before should know, they don't take no for an answer when they get to that point.
And just like last time, your arrest is related to none other than the damn Falcon himself. Or in this case, his oracle...
>She has a health condition, would you mind if I gave her some medicine first.>You don't have any grounds to arrest her, if you don't agree with the law, why not pretend you didn't see anything?>Is that the Vandimion crest on you? I don't think your superiors would appreciate Farnese's friend being arrested.>Wouldn't you rather look for a higher bounty, someone like the Phantom Impaler, or the Black Swordsman. >How about I give you folks some gold coins, and you both look the other way?>Good, I needed someone to invite me into Farnese's house.>Write-in. 