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I'm in no mood to play with you.

Just tell me what happened. You're not the type to make social calls, Ratatos.

Heheh, you sure know me well.

Fine, I'll get straight to the point, Arctosz. I came here to tip you off.

I still recall that you married an Ursine woman, despite your family's objections, and even had a child with her?

Something happened to the Silverashes, and soon after your wife left Kjerag with daughter in tow. This affair was kept within the tri-clans, but it was no secret to us.

Hmph, I see your nose is as sharp as ever.

I'll take that as a compliment.

I'm here to tell you about your daughter, the girl named Rosalind.

What happened to her?! You better not be taking advantage the situation!

She has nothing to do with our clan business!

I'm not here to settle any old scores, but her untimely return is really unfortunate.

Do you know where she is right now?

She's probably already in the sights of a Victorian spy.

Finally!

But the cable car only goes up this far, and I have to climb the rest myself?

Well, the summit isn't that far anyway.

I could still see a few tourists earlier, but now there's no one else around.

White everywhere... Sheesh, it's a little scary.

Huh...?

...How... unlucky...

Wh-What was that?

...Ever since I came to Kjerag... Not a single thing has gone smoothly...

Who's that? C-Come out! Don't even think you can scare me!

Is that... a hole?

Who could be so bored as to dig a hole by the trail? No, this can't be just a hole...

It's a trap!

Sure enough. A trap indeed.

Watch your step, Madam.

Also, if it's not too much of a bother, could I trouble you to pull me up?

Grab my hand.

Hrh—Hah!

Alright!

We met on the train back there, but I never imagined you'd save my life here.

How fortunate for you to be here to lend me a hand. Who knows how long I'd be stuck in here otherwise.

Thank you very, very much for your altruistic assistance, Madam Rosalind Tatyanovna Larina.

Well, wasn't much. Don't mention it.

You definitely <i>don't</i> look like a local, so I'm guessing you're a tourist going up the mountain?

Precisely.

So why didn't you follow the main road, instead of falling into a pitfall out here in the forest?

What were you gonna do if I didn't happen to pass by?

I was merely attracted by the scenic view, and didn't expect to run into a trap like this in the snow.

If you hadn't happened by... perhaps I would have stayed here for a while longer. I'd calm down first before figuring out a way to climb out myself.

But now I see how fortunate I am.

Hmm...

Madam Larina, are you going to continue your journey up the mountain?

Huh? Yeah, I am.

We could travel together for a while, if you wouldn't mind.

I'd like to admire the view of Kjerag's mountains from the summit as well.

Sure.

I don't mind. Let's go.

We still have a long way to the top.

That was...

Riley!

I just checked our traps and saw a pitfall collapsed. Thought we caught something!

But when I took a look, there was nothing inside. Guessing it might have escaped.

Did you see the man who passed by earlier? Doesn't he look like the guy Turiels asked us to look out for?

You mean the one Degenbrecher asked us to find?

All dressed in black, pretentious looking, wearing a hat and hiding his face. No doubt about it!

Come! Let's hurry back and tell Degenbrecher!

Hey, uh... say, I still don't know your name.

Aren't you guys pretty particular about uh, introducing yourselves when you first meet?

An oversight on my part.

You may call me John Smith. Or anything you prefer.

John...?

The name John Smith...

What do you think of it?

Sounds... right out of a spy movie I watched with the Doctor!

Yeah, that was definitely the name of the spy guy!

I remember he had a really pretty sidekick too, so John, you... Never mind, coming up to this make-out point all alone means you're definitely single.

A fascinating coincidence.

Right?

Alright, let's get back on track. I figure we still have a while to go before the summit.

I heard it gets colder the higher you go, and it gets harder to breathe too.

So, you tired yet? Need a break?

Please, don't worry about me.

Do you need to rest, Madam Larina?

Nah, I'm good.

You've got some real stamina, huh, Mr. Spy?

...Haha.

Seems like you really deceived him.

I fabricated no lies, Degenbrecher.

There's no slipping your average falsehoods by a Trilby Asher collecting information for his Duke.

But I'm fully aware that these types usually know 'suspicion' best.

'The heir to the Paleroche Clan has secretly returned to the country' is a reality he first discovered by himself, so he'll believe it.

And will definitely be watching Rosalind Tatyanovna Larina.

Your guesses are always right.

The girl's already on the mountain, and Ratatos has contacted Arctosz.

I hear tell the Trilby Asher is also on his way up.

He's hiding from me.

No matter.

Just make sure he remains focused on the girl.

It's time for you to move as well.

Fine, I'll treat it as after-meal exercise.

However, are you sure the Doctor won't mind you letting the Trilby Asher close to the girl?

He's a spy, not an assassin. What he's after is information, not a life.

Is that how you plan to explain it to the Doctor?

To the Doctor, I shall offer my—apologies.

You certainly owe them.

How I act is unimportant. Rather, I'm more curious—