章 585: Not Murderers

"My name is Maryam Amiens," said the girl while holding out a badge of a heart. "I carry my father's orders to come here and treat the wounded by the explosions."

"You are fine to pass, but we cannot allow any outsiders past this point," frowned the Runic Guard occupying the checkpoint while staring at Oriole. "Please return to the shelter."

"What is your name?" asked Maryam with a smile. The Runic Guard did not answer, but Oriole could tell the guard felt intimidated. "This one here is the little dragon's disciple. If she heard that you labeled him an outsider, you better run for your life."

Oriole was as expressionless as a corpse, and the Runic Guard started sweating at the mention of Jumana. He had the right to be afraid because Oriole saw what that woman could do. After a few more nudges and threats, the guard allowed them inside.