"We're almost safe, everyone," Bain said enthusiastically. His voice resonated through the weary group of soldiers.
With determined steps, they entered the bustling city of Baroks. Just like Filgen, the streets here also teemed with life where merchants hawking their wares and children playing by the roadside.
The only difference is the soldiers can finally heave a sigh of relief, knowing that they are safely in the territory of their home country. There's no need to worry about possible of being chased or silenced.
As they ventured deeper into the heart of Baroks, Bain's gaze swept over the surroundings.
The mayor's residence was their target, a place that held the potential for the aid they so desperately needed.
Amidst the lively streets, a soldier spoke up, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "Sir, do you know where he's living? Why don't we go to the city hall instead."
