The soldiers sealed off all the main passages and had surrounded the trade house that was opened by the gray elves. However, this wasn't able to stop rumors and slanders. Among those rumors were tiny bits of truth that were rapidly brewing in the mouths of these ordinary people. Soon enough, there were countless rumors about dark and bloody sacrificial rituals conducted by evil heretics that started spreading out in the town. The skeletons that were carried out from the trade house deep in the night had already proven everyone's conjectures.
Under the protection of the soldiers, Duke of the West, Baldwin Franklin was escorted and arrived at the scene with a low-profile. He frowned as he felt extremely terrible as he looked at the trade house that was still constantly drifting out with the faint stench of blood, while he could also see those ignorant masses that were extending their heads and looking over.
