Chapitre 362: Between A Rock and a Hard Place(Blood-thirsty murderous wolf)...

"Hey, Samson, you said she was going to be in that inn. How come she wasn't there? Aren't you supposed to be the rogue general with the strongest sense of smell?" Benji whined, "Start explaining yourself."

Despite the gravity of their mission, the boy was acting quite childish. There wasn't the slightest hint of nerves in his voice. Samson was used to this by now. Out of all the Rogue King's generals, Benji was probably the one who never showed any fear, 'Must be his insane speed and agility that get to his head,' the older man thought to himself.

"I don't need to explain anything, Benji. We merely entered the store shortly after she had left. Now follow me while I try to pick up her trail once more. She couldn't have gotten that far," the two of them walked along the streets until they reached a bakery where Samson found himself entering. It was the same situation. Her scent was strong in the bakery, however, he was certain she was not in the bakery.