"Stop!" A man with a horse stopped in front of Lyan's wagon, forcing the wagon to stop.
Right at the moment the wagon stopped, tens, dozens, and finally, a hundred people riding on a horse surrounded the wagon completely. All of them are carrying weapons while looking at the wagon with greedy eyes and nasty smiles like a bandit.
"Yo, Evocatore. Isn't it cruel for you to leave the city without sending us any farewell? Let's have a proper farewell with a handshake just like what you did with Lichia's friend, Rea?" The man that seems to be the leader approached the wagon while holding his dear magic saber. The red gleam on the sword indicates that he's constantly supplying the sword with mana, ready to deliver a magic attack of the saber anytime.
But even after knocking and yelling of other men chimes in, there is still no reaction from inside. Even the coachman that is wearing a weird attire remains silent.
