As the two of us walked closer to the castle in the distance, I glanced in the direction Klive, and the others went before sighing in exasperation.
A few minutes quickly passed, and eventually, I found myself standing in front of the castle, my eyes lingering on the gate in front of us while the Head General turned to me with a raised brow.
"So where are you from?" He asked, a clicking sound coming from behind him as the gat slowly opened.
"I don't really know. I'm an orphan but the orphanage told me that I was a mixbreed." I explained with a shrug.
"A mix-breed?" The Head General scanned me, and with a frown, he remembered the first time he met me.
While he could not understand why his king would want to meet someone who had not even reached the gaseous stage, he understood that his king was very rarely wrong about his strange feelings, so he would not dare overlook the random man who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.