*(A/N: There will be an another chapter in a few hours. And then another. Sorry for the late update.)*
Twenty-three.
That was the number of people among the Imperial soldiers that Kael had so far been certain was a bearer.
And if he was not mistaken, this whole unit sent to capture Tharon consisted of a total of two hundred and fifty men.
Kael had honestly thought that traveling with a group of two hundred and fifty people would be quite troublesome. But... it wasn't. The soldiers were very disciplined and knew exactly what to do.
Resting places were carefully and precisely chosen. The path was predetermined and it was almost impossible to be attacked. What idiot bandit would try to attack a group of two hundred and fifty soldiers...? Especially with the flag of the Empire waving over the carriages.
Although... Kael wasn't sure if they could even see the flag.