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(Seems Kjerag isn't to be underestimated.)

(But this does give me a legitimate excuse to check the train cars.)

Good afternoon, sirs, have any of you seen any runaway fowlbeasts?

No? Thank you. Sorry for disturbing you.

(Nothing out of the ordinary here.)

(Nothing strange in the car up ahead, either. Only the last few cabins left.)

(Looks like this will be another futile journey.)

Excuse me, have you...?

...If I find him, I'll make him pay for that decade!

Look at this. Before I came here, I had Natalya and Anna—they're my friends, you see. I asked them to help me math all this out.

Living expenses, education, medical—oh, and this 'emotional absenteeism' fee that Natalya came up with. It's all here.

Doesn't matter how good-looking he is! It's not like that ever fed me!

Hahahahaha, emotional absenteeism. Not bad. Very good. I approve!

Hm? A guest? Please...

...come in...

...Have you seen any escaped fowlbeasts?

Fowlbeasts? Oh, I saw one earlier...

Ah, right, of course! We did see one!

Come, come, come, good sir. Let us head outside and discuss that fowlbeast in the greatest detail!

Huh? What detail is there to a—

What the heck? Why are they acting so funny?

Hm... Victorians. I hope everything's okay...

Alright, kind sir, shall we discuss the fowlbeast?

I'm very curious what kind of fowlbeast would require a Trilby Asher coming to me in person.

I did not expect to find you on this train, Lord Viscount.

Oh, please. I could say the very same. Minus the viscount bit.

Why is it that I've never noticed that the Trilby Ashers had such an interest in sightseeing? Or is it that your early retirement has finally been approved?

Seems not.

No need for the interrogation, My Lord.

I'm merely doing a routine investigation on certain rumors that I've heard.

Now, I can't say I buy that.

You and I both help lift the weight off Her Grace. We should have more trust in one another.

What about you, My Lord? What is your purpose here? And the young lady with you... Is she Ursine?

She looks a little familiar.

Trilby Asher...

I must say. If that was an attempt to make a move on the lady, it was rather behind the times.

...No.

That is not my intention at all, but thank you for the reminder.

As for me. I am, of course, sightseeing.

Are you?

Mind your words now. We should have more trust in one another!

The Kjeragandr statue ceremony is in two days. I received an invitation, and I thought I ought to do a little sightseeing before the unveiling.

I bought two small Saintess sculptures that I am bringing with me on the day. Pretty well-made, if you ask me.

Anyway, enough chit-chat. I see no... 'fowlbeasts' here.

You should get back to work, Trilby Asher.

You too, My Lord.

I hope you haven't forgotten why we're here.

(This is the last one. Nothing out of the ordinary.)

(Except Viscount Craigavon and the girl with him...)

(That one traveling with the Viscount... Who exactly is she? It seems I must look into this once I get back.)

(But first, I should finish checking this last cabin—)

Pardon—

Hm?

Please excuse me.

Phew...

No, that's impossible.

The intel says she is training new recruits in the mountains. She can't be here.

She shouldn't be...

Need something?

If you need something, out with it. Or is it so much fun to open random doors?

(It really is her...?! The Black Knight who works for the Silverashes...?)

(There are bloodstains on her hands. Who forced her hand?)

(...This is bad.)

(But this also means the intel's not wrong. There's trouble on this route.)

No, before I consider that...

Who are the intelligence officers in charge of watching Degenbrecher...?

Ah, there we are.

For them to miss such an important piece of information... They can expect to see a court-martial.

Intelligence officers, you say?

Don't blame them. There aren't many who can keep up with me.

Thank you for speaking up for them.

It's the truth.

Now, tell me what you're doing here.

Surely you must have already come up with an excuse or two?

Trilby Asher?