"Put them there."
Hex signaled the two middle-aged Knights to place the box with the weapons on the table while he gently placed the small box in his hands on the bed.
Not once did the Knight look at him or the place around them. If Hex didn't sense their energies he would assume they were some high-quality puppets developed by the Silver Serpents.
After placing the box, the Knights bowed and exited the small building. Whether they knew his identity or not, Hex didn't bother with them.
"At this moment I am perhaps the safest person around here," Hex chuckled softly as he thought about his task and request.
"The nobles and royals wish I die but after surviving for as long as I can. The merchants wish to see me return, after which my life wouldn't matter."
