Passing the crossing ahead of them and make a turn, they would be able to get to the earl’s residence, but Urter led Anfey in the opposite direction. They walked to a regular house and knocked on the door.
There was a rhythm to Urter’s knocking. Without giving it too much thought, Anfey knew Urter was sending a signal, since he had so much experience in it.
A roughly 60-year-old old man opened the door. Seeing Anfey behind Urter, he looked surprised, but calmed down quickly. He stepped to the side to make a path for them. As Anfey followed Urter into the yard, the door quietly closed. Magic surges radiated from the old man. Over a dozen of people came from all directions like ghosts. Some of them held swords while others had drawn their bows and targeted Anfey.
