Three ferocious-looking guards walked towards them with vigilant expressions. They wondered why two carriages were attached to each other with only one person driving.
"I need to check your identification as nobles or recommendation documents from a noble house." The oldest guard asked suspiciously, his hand resting on his sword, ready to unsheath it.
Julius couldn't help but widen his eyes after feeling the life force the old man exuded. He was, by far, the strongest individual he had met.
He estimated that he was in the middle of the third tier in body refinement and could defeat them all in less than a second. The other two guards were in the middle and late stages of the second tier.
"Here are our documents. We were attacked by wild beasts on our way and lost our guards." Arun answered arrogantly, not impressed in the slightest by the city guards.
He chose not to speak about Marco, as it had nothing to do with them.
