Shard easily identified his target among the six people on the "third floor" because only the man with the mustache was embracing a woman clearly not in a respectable profession, laughing as he drank.
Shard then noted everyone's position here, turned around and left, descending the iron staircase again, and returned to the position at the junction where the miscellaneous items were piled:
"From now on, I'm just an ordinary person, not a Circle Sorcerer."
He said this to himself in his heart, then pulled out a steel pipe from the pile of miscellaneous items, gave it a shake, and quickly rushed forward.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he bent low, footsteps light, hiding in the shadows where the gas lamp could not illuminate. The two men playing cards were quite engrossed, so Shard held his breath and counted to three, two, one in his mind, then dashed out, striking down the man with his back to him with a single blow.
