Finally, Albert surreptitiously passed a small pouch of Gold Coins to the stranger military officer's hand.
The officer's action, however, gave him a big scare. He shook the pouch, hearing the crisp sound inside, and squinted his eyes to retort, "Bribing a gendarme? Am I also supposed to write you a receipt?"
Albert was startled, and in his moment of helplessness, he sadly thought, "This is outright robbery."
He had just given his biggest bargaining chip to the other party, but luckily the officer didn't make things more difficult for him.
"That will do," the stranger military officer huffed, pocketing the Gold Coins and casually asked, "Where is that gold-toothed robber locked up?"
...
Under the west city wall, in a secluded corner, stood the silent Kingsfort city guard prison.
Though called a prison, it was actually just a few dilapidated bungalows.
