The situation had completely eased.
The Earl's family found that the matters had been settled, the gloom on their faces dispersed, and they began to handle the cutlery with meticulous manners.
Morison ate from start to finish, never stopping his fork even when things had been tense; though Liszt was nervous, he was a reliable person who never dropped the ball when it mattered most. He knew there wouldn't be any trouble.
Swan also took his seat. Aside from other matters, the official members of the Thief Guild were well-funded and had seen much, thus they had limited interest in the lavish spread of dishes.
The atmosphere had relaxed, and the Earl had even arranged for a musician to play the violin nearby. The volume was suitable as background music to soothe the mind without interfering with normal conversation.
"One of them is a high-ranking official from the Judgement Court of the Holy Spirit Church,"
The Earl had not finished speaking.
"Wait… is it from the Gion Kingdom?"