Near the city gate of Trileaf City, a sudden conflict was unfolding. Rupert, the instigator of the conflict, was smiling as he looked at the adventurer he had stopped.
The man's stature was quite tall and sturdy, and the tattoo on his forehead signified his identity as a Norde. However, both the Norde himself and the mount he held in his hand seemed a bit distressed and haggard.
The man's face was ashen, and his beard on his lower jaw had not been shaved for a long time. There was a terrifying scar on his throat, but it was an old one. His leather armor was not bad, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. It was covered with many traces of battle, some of which were fresh, seemingly added not long ago.
Plus, the man's chest was heaving violently from time to time, as if trying to cough but enduring it. This meant that he had experienced one or several tough battles and might have some hidden injuries on his body.
