Before he could finish speaking, the other party, mumbling something about "Mary~ Mary," lunged forward with a hug.
Leon skillfully dodged the drunkard's embrace and pushed him away.
Reluctantly, he turned and headed toward the bar.
He informed the barkeeper of what he had seen, only to have the barkeeper spread his hands.
"If it happened inside the bar, I would definitely try to stop it, but since it happened outside, I really don't want to get involved. Being in this business, we can't afford to bring trouble upon ourselves," the barkeeper said, shaking his head helplessly.
"Could you tell me where I can find the guards?" Leon asked.
"Go outside, turn right, and you might run into patrolling soldiers," the bartender directed.
Knowing that lives were at stake, Leon didn't delay any longer and pushed the door open to leave.
