Unable to maintain his dignity, Zachary immediately raised his hands in surrender and exclaimed, "Hold on, there's been a misunderstanding. I'm a hero!"
A rustling sound came from the depths of the forest as a group of heroes in uniform armor emerged.
The leader of the group was a bald and muscular man, towering over two meters tall, with a giant axe on his back and a terrifying scar running across his bald head like a centipede.
"And which city's hero might you be?" The voice of the muscular, bald man echoed powerfully.
"Riverside. I'm a hero from Riverside," Zachary quickly replied.
At the mention of Riverside, the bald man's expression turned serious, a hint of interest sparkling in his eyes.
He waved to his men to release Zachary, then asked, "Since you're from Riverside, you must know Rose, right?"
"Of course, I know her," Zachary nodded.
