The next day, Aiden bid farewell to the two witches and set off alone on foot from the lakeside "camp" to the nearest village, where he took a brief rest and then rented a carriage.
By the time he returned to the urban area, it was already afternoon.
"No, it's fine, I mean, ma'am, really, there's no need. It's just an ordinary horse; there's no need for compensation," said the man standing in front of Aiden, his hands spread and a polite smile on his face.
"An ordinary horse doesn't come cheap in the market," said Aiden, holding his wallet, "are you all that generous?"
The man before him was one of the secret police stationed in Sunset City and one of several contacts assigned to Aiden by Heinz. Whenever Aiden needed something from the secret police, he just had to ask them. The horse yesterday had been provided by this contact.
