บท 51: An Unstoppable Force Meets an Impenetrable Wall!

It was early the next morning, when a lone damsel dressed in a brown fur cloak approached the Mithil guard checkpoint.

A [Mithil Guard] on duty at the time, his head drooping from exhaustion, could swear the lonesome traveler had emerged from out of the woods, and was immediately suspicious. Her name and level were both hidden, and curiously, she was holding up a plain red neck tie in one palm—"pointing" it forward—only halting in her tracks when she peered up and glimpsed him watching her gravely from atop the wall.

"Uhm...is this the gate leading to...Mithil?" She asked him—wide-eyed, and timid as a doe.

"State your business in our fair city!" The guard hailed her, as he warily raised a hand to command the line of crossbowmen at his back to ready their weapons.

The girl at once drew back with a fearful look, and holding her arms up in surrender.

"I'm just looking for someone! I was told—err, I mean I THINK they're in a town called...Mithil."