"Mr. Pablo is out tonight and has not returned yet."
Pablo lived in a white tower in the innermost part of the tribe. There were two rows of patrolling guards outside, and each row has twelve people. One row safeguards the outside and the other on the inside, not including the two guards at the door.
Hearing the guard's words, Zack nodded and said, "Mr. Kason has a woman stay for the night, so Mr. Baron ordered me to tell the Lord."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zack. I will pass on the message to the Lord." The guard replied.
Zack turned and walked back.
He encountered the patrols on the way and stood on the side, waiting for them to leave. After they left, Zack looked up at the patrol team and frowned.
There was one patrol missing.
There were a total of twelve patrols, but now there were only eleven.
There was a cry of an eagle in the sky. Zack looked up and caught a big bird soaring in the air through the moonlight.
It was Pablo's falcon.