The man looked familiar but could not remember where and when he had met him. Perhaps the glossy white hair was similar to that of the old man in the tiny house facing their window at the inn.
Was he that man? Impossible! He looked so young, while that man looked like a hermit.
"Hey, watch where you are going." Agilus snapped at him.
"It is you who bumped into me. Shouldn't you be the one apologizing?" Jethru exuded a dark and mighty aura that made Agilus retreat a few steps.
Jethru did not pay any more attention to the group of soldiers. His strides were long and steady as he followed the direction to the town hall, where he inquired if someone was selling a piece of property.
When he came to Calma more than twenty years ago, he registered his name as Jethru Mendel on the census list. His father's last name in the capital was Bandorf, and his mother's maiden name was Mendel.
When he fled, he took his mother's maiden name to hide his identity.
