บท 132: World of Souls

The Brown Inquisitor unmounted his horse and tied it to a nearby tree. Then he put his arms behind his back and approached the three White Inquisitors, who were eating their rations while the black-haired young man was shackled to tree.

"Sir!" Even while eating, the White Inquisitors didn't forget to greet their superior.

There was once a time when the White Inquisitors felt jealous of the Brown Inquisitors as their pay was much higher, but when they saw their combat power, they realized that they were their superiors for a reason.

"Mm." The Brown Inquisitor nodded and walked over to the shackled player. He then pulled out a brown bounty poster and checked the sketched image. It wasn't a perfect drawing, but it was good enough to see similarities.