Bab 353: Arrest

Kieran was inspecting the five riders from the shadows.

The same standard issued armor, helmet and swords symbolized they were from the same faction but not the town before them.

Let alone the fact that the weapons and armors were different from the guards that Kieran met before, the fact that they had five robust and strong warhorses was not something a broken old town could afford.

He could see the muddy road before the town entrance and the townspeople's dirty faces and hands; everyone was wearing cheap linen clothes, with some of the children even running around with bare buttocks. The best looking building in the town was a two-storey house in the middle. Despite that, there was nothing eye-catching there.

There might be horses around to plow the soil at the farms and some nags to pull the carts around, but war horses? Not possible.

"The captors from outside town?"