Chapter 1373 - Smell of Blood (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“What’s your name? Where are you from?”

“Nolan and this is my elder brother, Buenos. We come from Icebound Town.”

Negan Murray answered the guard’s questions smoothly.

Before arriving at Sedimentation Bay, the two had asked around and learned that it was best to tell the truth to the guards of Graycastle to avoid encountering problems upon arriving south. But they never planned to visit Graycastle.

Once through Cage Mountain, they would arrive in Kingdom of Dawn’s territory with a vast hamlet to take refuge in. Relying on their combat experience, the two had no worries for their future.

Thus compared to nobles, disguising as common folk made them less conspicuous.

They had planned this ahead of time, to join as an imperial guard or patrol member for a feudal lord to provide them with a creditable identity in the day, and freedom to do whatever they wanted in the night. So long as they kept watch at the remote path, they were bound to find more refugees.

—Just like what they did in the Kingdom of Everwinter.

“Ah? That’s rather far from Sedimentation Bay.” The inspector made casual conversation while recording the details. “The news of the demons retreating traveled so quickly? There are only a few northern people like you amongst the refugees.”

Negan was slightly startled; the other party was clearly an ordinary person from his appearance and attire. But all the other ordinary citizens Negan encountered were only aware of their own situation and they were never knowledgeable about other events. But not only did the man from Graycastle know about Icebound Town, he was even able to mention the distance to this unknown place!

“Is… that so? I heard it from a merchant friend as well, maybe soon enough, the people coming to Kingdom of Everwinter will increase?”

But his answer also made Negan glad that he had chosen a town not far from the Kingdom of Wolfheart. If he had chosen Snow Reflection Castle situated at the north of Everwinter, it would have garnered suspicion.

“I hope so too.” The inspector turned to Talos Murray. “Right, can your brother lift his scarf that’s covering his face?”

“He was mauled by a beast before, I don’t think it’s convenient to reveal his face…”

“Apologies, but it is the rules. If there are any distinctive features, I have to write it down.”

Negan frowned.

Damn it, you’re just a watchdog.

My brother was once an officially conferred knight!

If they were in the wilderness, Negan would have sliced the inspector’s tongue out!

“Alright, it’s nothing much,” Talos replied coldly. “But just for a look.” He lifted the scarf, revealing the distorted half of his face. It might had been too horrific as the inspector could not help but take a step back, while everyone around all gasped in shock. But even so, the man from Graycastle continued to complete the record.

“Then… here are your nameplates.” He handed over two metal plates. “They are your only proof of your new identities, please do not lose them. You guys can go ahead to the detainment area and wait.”

He’s scared.

Negan took the nameplate and sneered in his heart.

The elder brother’s expression remained indifferent, but in fact, his killing intent had been stirred. The aura honed from his clashes was not something any common folk could endure. In addition to his hideous face, it increased the intimidation severalfold. For the other party to not fall to the ground on his buttocks was considered commendable.

It was a pity they were not somewhere they could cause trouble. There were armed Graycastle guards around. No matter how strong the two of them were, it was impossible for them to avoid the invisible crossbow arrows.

“Let’s go.” Talos covered his face and nodded.

“Yes.” Negan pushed through the crowd and took the lead to enter the port. Soon after, he stopped in his tracks. “Brother, they plan to load everyone up…”

Talos had also noticed the Graycastle guards’ arrangements.

Their original seemingly sound plans involved getting past the checkpoint and finding an opportunity to act freely, but it seemed that the Graycastle guards never had the intention of allowing the refugees of dispersing. The path from the sentry post to the detainment area had brightly-colored strips to guide the way, so long as the refugees followed the strips, they would be led to the dock where they would ascend the docked ships.

Although the strips were not restrictive in any way, there were patrolling guards all around. The guards paced back and forth around their stipulated areas. If the two of them were to leave the colored strips and move away from the crowd, the guards would not ignore their actions.