บท 40: Lord Head Elder

Nect led the force, sitting atop his large stallion with anger twitching on his face.

"Oh? Is he a criminal under Hllscani's jurisdiction, Vice Squadron Leader?" One of the Medicinal Valley Pavilion's men inquired.

"This fatty's a vice squadron leader?" Sol didn't hesitate to remark, slightly puzzled to hear this title be placed on the fat guard.

"Ergh! That's enough!" Nect shook in anger, lowering from his horse.

'Tsk... I thought I could at least get inside before I got caught.' Sol thought, slightly irked.

Nect began to stomp his way toward Sol, who was about 40 feet away.

"We've been scouring these streets and forests for a week straight. Finally, you've shown your face... Oh, how much joy this brings me." Nect exclaimed, still angry. But now, his tone was also mixed with some satisfaction.

"Oh? Is that right?" Sol retorted, buying time for himself to think of how to get of this situation still intact.