After kissing Roxanne on the forehead and leaving her inside, I stepped out of the carriage. Among the soldiers in pieces of armor, I noticed a few men dressed elegantly. They carried neither weapons nor armor, nor anything threatening. They truly looked like emissaries, and the fact that Alpshar sent them without any protection could only mean something good. After all, this showed he bore no hostility toward me.
"Are you emissaries of Alpshar?" I asked, using the southern dialect.
