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He took the envelope. Inside was a folded map, a photograph tuck of a small manor house, and a note one sentence long: “Retrieve the ledger. No more. No less.”

The mourning figure watched him. The faces flickered. “Balance,” it insisted, and the pages fluttered to an entry with a date and a name that made Kyou’s mouth go cold. It was someone he knew — a farmer named Halver, whose field had been seized the winter his party had marched past with banners aloft. In the margin beside Halver’s name was scrawled: SOLD TO TALREN. Next to it: PAYMENT: 0. raw chapter 461 yuusha party o oida sareta kiyou binbou free

“Balance,” she said again. “Not vengeance as spectacle. Not ruin. Equilibrium.” He took the envelope

“Stay ready,” Kyou said. “If the house wakes, run for the lower garden. Don’t look back.” No less

They moved through the servants’ corridors, where the mansion’s luxury had been muffled to keep the wealthy from waking to the sound of their own wastefulness. The stairs complained with old wood; the air smelled of lavender and paper. Kyou kept his hands inside his sleeves and his face like a ledger with no comments.

The city began to feel like something alive under fever. People who had been afraid to talk finally had an anchor: numbers that matched the loss on their hearths. The priest, embarrassed but moved, refused Talren’s denouncement and called for a hearing. A merchant who’d always been careful with his tongue stepped forward with documentation, a receipt dated two winters earlier that matched the ledger’s transfer. The web began to pull taut.

He nodded. No one called him “Yuusha” anymore. He answered simply. “I heard about the job.”