Arryn walked back up the hill to the road where the robbers were shackled. There was a short distance between the village and the road, so he arrived just as the police took the robbers to the police carriage. "So, you beat them?" asked one of the policemen. Arryn nodded while looking at the policeman. "Thank you very much for your help. They are a gang of robbers that we have been looking for a long time," replied the policeman. Hearing that Arryn had helped the police to catch the robbers made his heart happy. He did not expect that the ten robbers were wanted criminals by the Ravengarden police. "You cannot arrest us. We have wives and children to feed!" shouted one of the robbers, trying to plead with the police to release them. "I have no business with them. It's your fault for committing the crime," replied the policeman close to the robber. "What he said is true," Arryn said, shifting his body to look back at the east of the forest. "There is a small village in the forest

Arryn arrived in front of a three-floor inn, as Jill had said, looking luxurious and crowded with visitors. Not a few of them came to the place wearing more expensive clothes than what Arryn knew.The young man tied his horse to a pole near the inn's entrance. Jill seemed to be waiting while leaning her back against the inn's door."The innkeeper is one of my friends. I'm sure he can give you the same price as me," Jill replied, inviting Arryn to enter and register himself at the reception desk."Welcome to our inn. May I help you?" asked one of the receptionists, smiling as her palms seemed to join together in welcoming the two of them."I'd like to stay here for the night," Arryn replied."Staying for one night, huh? You can fill out this form," the receptionist asked, taking out a paper and handing it to Arryn.The young man immediately filled out the form with his right hand, unlike Jill, who seemed to be having a friendly chat with the receptionist lady in front of Arryn. Even th

Arryn turned to Ivy, who was behind his back. The young man nodded his head to let him talk in private with the Commander of the city guard. Not only Arryn but the three soldiers who were ordered to visit Arryn also left immediately to let their Commander talk to Arryn. They went together, leaving Arryn and the man in military uniform alone. The two sat on the sofa, facing each other with two glasses in front of them on the wooden table. The door to the room was closed tightly, but the windows of the room remained open to letting in the refreshing morning air. "Before we talk further about the city defense plan, it would be nice to introduce myself first," said the man commanding the city guard. "My name is Albert. I am the Commander of the Luxizar City Guard Force," he explained, saying his name in front of Arryn. "Three hours ago, we received news that the rebels have taken over the eastern gate in the city of Horus, some of the city soldiers guarding that place have also been d

"What is it? Do you need a lot of information about the disunity within the city?" asked one of the men, sitting next to Arryn after he overheard the conversation between the young man and the maid. Arryn turned his head slowly, paying close attention to the man's face and body. He seemed like he wanted to join in on the conversation between Arryn and the maid, but his enthusiasm was something Arryn had to be wary of; he could be someone assigned to hurt Arryn. "Who are you?" asked Arryn, wanting to know the name of the man who approached him. "My name is Mason. I'm a journalist in this town," replied the man, lowering his black hat as he extended his right hand. Arryn shook Mason's right hand tightly. It was a coincidence that he met a journalist inside the bar. If Arryn looked back, especially the expression on Mason's face. Arryn did not sense any serious threat from the man at all. "From which newspaper company?" asked the barmaid, squinting her eyes to confirm Mason's workpla

"W-Who are you?" asked Arslan, pointing rudely at Arryn's face because the young man had destroyed the Howlingbird's roof. Arryn turned to look at Arslan, and not long after, he walked over while brandishing a sword at the man. The blade of the sword with the blazing fire felt warm when it was close to Arslan's neck, making the man instantly break out in cold sweat from fear. "Are you planning a coup against the government?" asked Arryn, squinting his eyes as he stared intently at the man before him. "N-No. I'm not the one planning the coup," Arslan replied. It was clear from Arryn's eyes that Arslan's face turned pale white, his hands trembling in fear that Arryn would swing the sword and cut off his head easily at any moment. From behind Arryn's back, three soldiers in thick armor were seen running fast with both hands tightly grasping long swords. Their faces covered by a protective helmet, they sped confidently as if they could knock Arryn down. Arryn pointed his sword at the