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CHAPTER 179
Arriving in front of the carriage, Zale's eyes were met with a short and bearded middle age man in nothing but a brown coat, a hat and a pair of dark green trousers.
He had a cigarette in his mouth, newly lit as the puff of smoke was sent into the air.
His brown-coloured eyes rolled back in their socket as the man tilted his head to the back a bit, clearly intoxicated from the surreal feeling he was having.
Immediately Zale greeted, still keeping a tight hold on Pearl's back and behind her knees. He stated their destination and inquired about the rider's destination as well while trying not to get himself rready
Sadly, the way he had come off was a tad bit strong, giving the exact same vibe he did not want.
"You lot are in luck. I happen to be riding to the capital myself," the bearded short man responded, taking the cigarette from his mouth and giving another puff of smoke to the surrounding.
