The Thersea city lord's house is huge. After all, he had a position and earned quite a bit of money from the Sun clan palace.
Namara arrived in front of the house shortly after leaving the inn. Several guards immediately looked alertly at Namara.
However, when they saw that Axriel was there, they became a little more polite. "Mr. Axriel, why do you..."
"I also have business with the city lord. Can you guys let me in?"
The guards looked at each other. After a while, they finally nodded. "Okay. Please come in," said one of them.
Namara follows Axriel. However, suddenly her hand was caught by the guards. "Miss, come with us! Our master is waiting."
Namara's brow furrowed. "How can you guys be so rude to me?" asked Namara unhappily.
"She's going with me," Axriel said calmly. He looked at the guards coldly. Finally, like it or not, they let go of Namara's hand.
