As they travelled further into the city, they reached a tavern. The man stopped in front of it and finally turned to face Kyle.
"Okay, so that is going to be 5 gold coins." The man was smiling at Kyle like a fox.
Kyle didn't believe what he was hearing. He thought that the man was doing a good deed, but he was a type of blackmailer in reality.
Kyle had no ID, and if the man reported him to any of the guards in the city, he would be judged to be either a spy or an enemy of the country. He would at best be thrown in jail and at worst executed.
God knows how many people had to pay this extremely high price of 5 gold for a simple act of getting into the city.
Of course, none of this could be used on Kyle. He was strong enough to be a general in most of the cities, and on top of this, half of the city belonged to him anyways after the agreement with the guild to split all the profits with White Wolf guild.
"For what?" Kyle asked blazingly.