There was no one seen wandering in the streets. The only ones who could wander around were the knights of the Cheroque kingdom searching through the houses.
Most of the citizens were afraid for their lives, but they could not show their displeasure to the army. One wrong move and they could be brought to treason.
The houses were carefully searched with every nook and cranny. There was no one left unanswered them, but they still could not find who they were looking for.
Some of the citizens were questioned and tortured for information, but all of them said the same things, Miser and the others already left the town.
This information was brought back to the commander who was angry to revive the news. He almost snapped the wooden throne in his anger.
"Damn it!" the commander shouted. "It's all your fault!"
