186 Stalking (2/2)
Roland quickly walked to the city gate. He happened upon several groups of soldiers who were patrolling. They shouted on the street and asked the civilians to stay in their house, but they fell into silence when they saw Roland and his magic robe. They simply ignored and passed him.
Since the Guild of Rogues established their base here three hundred years ago, the local nobles, the Guild of Rogues, and other forces had reached an unspoken agreement after decades of fighting.
In the day, the city belonged to the royal family and the nobles, but at night, it belonged to the Guild of Rogues and other professionals.
So… a lot of miserable accidents happened at night, and the nobles were happy to see the professionals attacking one another as long as they were not involved.
Roland walked fast. Very soon, he reached the city gate.
All the soldiers who guarded the gate were greatly alarmed when they saw a mage at night.
After all, they saw an enormous fireball launched at the northwest corner of the city.
However, they did not have the courage to challenge a mage.
Though nervous and scared, they did not draw their weapons.
When Roland was close, he took out a gold coin and raised it high to show his intention.
The fat commander was greatly relieved. He wiped off his sweat with a handkerchief and said, feeling lucky, ”It's great that this esteemed spellcaster is willing to abide by our rules.”
Then he shouted, ”Open the gate.”
After that, he ran down from the top of the city wall.
He was surprisingly fast for a man as obese as he was.
When he ran to Roland, Roland finally realized why he was named Tom the Big Belly.
His belly was truly big, not only because he was fat, although it was definitely one of the reasons. But it was also because his belly was disproportionately huge even for a fat man.
Looking at the gold coin in Roland's hand, he said with an adulating smile, ”Sir, I can't accept a gold coin from someone as honorable as you. It would be an insult to your identity and position.”
Roland was briefly stunned. ”Then why did you take Cedarnik's gold coin just now?”
Tom seemed to have realized something, but he then pretended he didn't. ”You're different. Cedarnik is just a barbarian. He can't compare to a spellcaster like you.”
Well… Warriors were truly pitiful. By logic, Cedarnik was an Elite and the leader of a minor force. He should be a powerful man, but those nobles still disrespected him.
Roland, as a strange spellcaster that Tom had never met before, was actually more revered.
Although he refused it, Roland still put the gold coin into Tom's pocket. He smiled and walked out of the slightly open gate.
Tom asked his men to shut the gate and returned to his position on the top of the city wall. He said to the soldiers near him, ”Did you see? That's what a noble gentleman should be like. That Cedarnik just now was only a barbarian. His gold coin reeks of mud, which I don't like. I'll ask my deputy to buy a few goats for you so that you can enjoy some meat.”
The soldiers cheered in delight.
On the muddy road, Roland freed the three magic spiders again. They crawled near him and stayed on alert.
Now and then, pictures were sent from the magic spider that was stalking the targets.
Cedarnik was quite fast… A ten-kilometer journey would've taken two hours on foot, but because of his anxiety, it took him only forty minutes to reach his destination.
It was a town without a wall. Around eight people were already gathered on the road outside of the town.
They were all talking to each other loudly, making the night noisier than usual.
Cedarnik and his deputies drew their attention upon their arrival.
”They're here! The chairman is finally here! We can go back for revenge now!”