Jason had his back to the carriage.
Finch, on the other hand, faced it.
Almost the instant that blood-stained hand reached out, Finch saw it.
The numerous ‘bizarre’ encounters had long since changed Finch.
More importantly, the young man trusted that Jason could handle this special situation.
Just like he had done before.
Amid the uneasy whinnying of the horses nearby, the young officer did not panic. He took out his revolver, aimed at the position of the carriage, and waited for the commands from Jason, who was already approaching.
Jason stood in front of Finch and asked bluntly.
Memories started to emerge in his mind.
After Holle had finished recounting the case, he ran into… Duke!
Duke invited him for afternoon tea.
He then knew nothing at all.
Taniel, who was slow to react but not truly stupid, started to look pale.
Taniel, with an unpleasant expression, asked Jason.
“It’s just as you think.”
Jason did not offer more explanation, he simply nodded.
He believed that Taniel should be able to guess what it was.
Meanwhile, Jason, who had gained no spoils from this victory, stood up.
Compared to Duke, this hostage-taker had absolutely nothing of value on him, except for a revolver.
After thinking for a moment, Jason placed the revolver in the pocket of his coat and quickly walked over to Finch.
Watching Jason approach, young Finch’s eyes filled with immense respect.
He had just witnessed a perfect demonstration of ‘saving hostages.’
It was a textbook example.
He would remember it by heart.
“Go to Bondi, have him bring enough men here.”
Jason spoke in a low voice, subtly indicating towards Pea Street.
Instantly, Finch nodded with understanding, mounted his horse, and galloped toward Kensing Street.
Clip-clop, clip-clop.
Amidst the sound of horse hooves striking the ground, Finch’s figure swiftly disappeared.
Only then did Jason turn his head to look at Taniel, who was applying potion to himself.
Taniel skillfully poured the potion from the top of his nose.
He let the liquid flow down his nose and cheeks, and when it reached above his mouth, he quickly lowered his head and began to rub it in with his palms.
“Do you often get injured on the nose?” Jason asked.
“Once when you saved me, and the other time also when you saved me.”
Taniel shook his head.
“As for being proficient?”
“That’s a Pharmacist’s dignity!”
Taniel said, his tone involuntarily carrying a touch of pride.
But what did a Pharmacist’s dignity have to do with being skilled at applying potions to his injuries?
Jason didn’t understand.
And yet, the young teacher from Deer Academy was already standing straight and looking at Jason seriously, his eyes filled with emotion.
He had just lost a friend.
But in exchange, he had gained a true friend.
Although he had experienced pain, he had won a sincere bond of friendship.
Compared to that, what was a little suffering?
Taniel, filled with excitement, was about to speak.
“Saving you was incidental.”
“You were involved because of me.”
“If I can save you, of course I will.”
Jason interrupted Taniel’s words.
Taniel was stunned for a moment, blinked, and thought about it.
It really was like that!
He was just collateral damage!
As this thought struck him, the excitement and emotion inside him flew away,
and his nose, which wasn’t hurting, began to ache once again.
Instinctively, Taniel wanted to ask Jason for some compensation.
But then he looked at the wide-bladed, short-handled machete in Jason’s hands.
Taniel thought seriously about it.
After all, we are friends, aren’t we?
Having come to his senses, Taniel was about to say something to lighten the mood, but he suddenly realized that his good friend Jason’s attention had already moved elsewhere.
He was looking toward Pea Street.
Taniel immediately understood what was on his friend’s mind.
He emphasized immediately:
“Sir Beta would never get involved in this kind of thing!”
“His fairness is well known to all!”
“Moreover, he is very willing to help… Ah!!!”