Though he was painfully aware of the accusations being hurled his way, the magician remained steadfast in his resolve. He had deliberately orchestrated his own disappearance to avoid a confrontation that could have wreaked havoc upon the kingdom.In the midst of the kingdom's confusion and his own self-imposed exile, Ben continued his clandestine work. Behind closed doors and hidden from prying eyes within the forest, he continued to explore the depths of his magical abilities, honing them with an unwavering dedication.Time passed, the magician's actions shrouded by a cloak of secrecy. Slowly but surely, the truth began to unfold, whispers of the magician's survival dancing through the kingdom's darkest corners. Rumors of his cunning stratagem spread like wildfire, illuminating the shadows cast upon his name. The kingdom emerged from its prolonged silence, but not without treacherous whispers that still clung to the magician's reputation. Some remained steadfast in their doubt, attributing his covert maneuvers to weakness rather than strategic brilliance. A division within the kingdom's heart had taken root, seeds of skepticism sown by the magician's disappearance. Slowly but surely he made his way to the second capital called Unar.Ben carefully selected clothing that resembled what the local villagers wore to blend in seamlessly. He chose muted earth tones and simple, nondescript garments that would not draw attention. He traveled through discreet inquiries, he gathered information about the safest and least-traveled routes from the capital to Unar. He studied maps meticulously, noting any potential obstacles or danger zones. This thorough planning ensured he could navigate safely throughout his journey. Recognizing the risks involved in traveling with others, Ben decided it was best to embark on the journey alone. He did not bid farewell to his friends and loved ones, not disclosing his exact plans to avoid compromising his safety. He acquired a simple horse from a local stable, devoid of any distinct markings or ornate accessories that might attract undue attention. He took care to conceal any noble insignia or identifiers that could link him to his treacherous acts. During his journey, he refrained from drawing attention to himself. He rode silently, avoiding eye contact with passersby, and only engaged in brief conversations when necessary. Sensitive topics were completely off-limits to prevent any accidental incrimination.As planned, Ben skillfully navigated away from large cities and towns, opting for discreet pathways that meandered through forests, fields, and less populated regions. He traversed cautiously, staying on the outskirts of villages he encountered to mitigate unnecessary encounters. Adhering to his well-thought-out plan, he set off before dawn and continued traveling until the evening, ensuring that he remained unseen during the busiest hours. He utilized moonlit nights to his advantage, making progress when visibility was reduced.During rest breaks, he sought out quiet spots away from prying eyes. He identified secluded areas by riversides, under the shade of trees, or discreet inns tucked away from the main road. These places provided respite from the journey without arousing suspicion.Recognizing the gravity of the treachery charges against him, Ben chose to adopt an alias. Under this new identity, he introduced himself as a humble merchant or a wandering traveler, ensuring that nobody associated him with his true name. Throughout his journey, he remained vigilant, continuously scanning his surroundings for any signs of danger or pursuit. He trusted his instincts, promptly altering his path or seeking further concealment if he sensed any potential threats.Finally, as he arrived at the gates of Unar, the individual's heart pounded with a mixture of anxiety and relief. Assessing the situation carefully, he observed the guards and the townsfolk before proceeding. If the coast seemed clear, he would approach the gates cautiously, adopting an unassuming demeanor. However, if doubts lingered, he may choose to seek shelter in a nearby safe house or discreetly gather information to ensure his safe entry into the second capital.By meticulously following these steps and exercising prudence, Ben successfully made his lonely journey with his kitten, evading capture and bringing himself closer to the elusive safety found within the gates of Unar.Ben in his disguise, cautiously approached the adventurers' guild. Aware of its central role in gathering information, Ben deemed it essential to check in and gather intelligence discreetly. Inside the guild, Ben noticed a bustling crowd of adventurers, mercenaries, and wanderers. He discreetly made his way to the reception desk, keeping his head down and avoiding eye contact with anyone who seemed overly curious. As Ben approached the desk, a young and enthusiastic adventurer named Liam looked up from his paperwork. Instantly, recognition flashed in Liam's eyes, a glimmer of understanding that went beyond Ben's disguise.Liam approached Ben cautiously, stepping away from the reception desk to a quieter area of the guild. Ben, alarmed by the recognition, urged Liam to keep quiet and not reveal his true identity.Ben began, "Young man, it's crucial that you keep this to yourself. I've taken great risks to get here and need your cooperation."Liam, taken aback but intrigued, nodded cautiously.Liam leaned in and whispered, "Master Alsies, is that really you?"Ben then realized, he had been so absorbed with survival he forgot he was wearing someone else's skin. He whispered back stuttering "Yes, but I cannot emphasize enough how important it is to keep my true identity hidden. Lives are at stake, and any slip-up could have dire consequences."Ben glanced around, ensuring they were not being overheard, and continued the conversation in hushed tones. "Liam, I need your help. I have urgent matters to address, and I must stay under the radar. If anyone recognizes me, it could jeopardize everything."Liam, still processing the situation, nodded and committed to assisting Ben.Liam grinned, "I understand, Master. Your secret is safe with me. What can I do to help?"Grateful for Liam's cooperation, Ben briefly explained the delicate nature of his mission and the pervading danger he had escaped.Ben leaned in again, "Liam, I need access to the guild's information network. Your familiarity with the guild's resources will be invaluable. Help me gather any intel on recent developments or potential threats that may have occurred in the capital or in Unar."Aware that trust was of utmost importance, Ben emphasized the need for discretion again.As Liam listened intently Ben whispered again, "Liam, remember, this cannot be disclosed to anyone. We must work covertly, ensuring our actions do not draw unnecessary attention. There are powerful forces at play, and we must tread carefully."Liam, now fully comprehending the gravity of the situation, nodded earnestly."I understand, Master Alsies. Your trust is well placed. I will do everything in my power to assist you discreetly." Liam responded.