The boy, who was walking alone in the winter night, was about 10 years old. Although his skills looked immature, he was perfectly calm and steady. He quickly found the entrance to the inn at the end of the alley and untied the cord securing the saber on his back.
He did not carry a sheath and the weapon seemed too long for the boy, but he just casually held it in his hand, as if it were a simple task he was accustomed to perform.
He leaped over the wall into the inn and walked back out through the door not long after, the saber already on his back again by now.
He appeared somewhat giddy with satisfaction and thus was light on his feet now. He quickly walked out of the alley and then made a detour toward the northern part of the city.
