113 Traveling to the Anpaes Kingdom (1/2)

Yale appeared in a city with poor looks; it was completely opposite to Trade City.

As it was a border city, bandit raids were a common occurrence. However, some bandits raids were composed by humans while others by half-beasts.

Both countries weren't in a war, but the outlaw groups liked to trespass the borders to act. Thus, the cities and towns near the border were the poorest and the most dangerous ones.

The city itself was protected by guards, but as long someone put their feet outside the city the chances of dying would be enormous.

Yale didn't plan to walk alone to the Anpaes Kingdom from that city; there was a small border town composed mainly for soldiers and people to serve them, that small border town was Yale's current destination. Yale went by teleportation to the nearest city with a portal connecting with Trade City; small towns didn't have any portals.

Yale walked to the city government office to ask for some escort to reach the border town. Tar had prepared a proper escort for him, and Yale only needed to show his identity, and he would get it.

”You are dreaming. Why will someone put some escort for you?”

That was the reply from a big man who was in the reception, he was drunk and didn't seem interested in helping anyone.

Yale took of a document written by Tar and the drunk man's face changed.

”What? Do you dare to falsify official documents? Who do you think I am? A naive kid? It is impossible that you have a recommendation from the Zuatania Merchant Association chief elder. It seems that you need some punishment for trying to cheat me.”

The man stood up while tossing the document to the ground and was ready to start punching Yale. The man's realm was superior to Yale, but Yale didn't move.

Before the man was able to do anything to Yale, he flew towards the wall making a huge hole in it.

”Who let such bastard to work here? Trying to punch someone with an official decree. Do you know that this young man is under the protection of the chief elder and the whole Zuatania Merchant Association? He is even a founder of a Diamond Rank company, with his authority, he would have it easy to fire you and deny your citizenship.”

Those words were spoken by an old man who was the person in charge of the whole city. Tar had methods to contact him, so he knew about Yale's arrival.

Tar had threatened that if something happened to Yale before he reached his destination, they would pay the consequences. Thus, the elder was scared to death when saw that the first thing happened to Yale was being abused by someone working in the governmental office.

Furthermore, the words of the elder were true, with Yale's status, he could influence governmental decisions in the Zuatania Republic, firing a small officer and removing his citizenship wasn't hard.

”Sorry my little friend, I will fire that bastard right now. Come with me; a professional soldier group is ready to escort you to the border town.”

The elder said those words while returning the decree to Yale, Yale's appearance matched with the one Tar told him and the elder felt that it was impossible to fake the decree.

For faking such decree would mean that Yale was more powerful than Tar, it would be impossible to fake all the spells in the document otherwise. Of course, in case someone was more powerful than Tar and faked a document the elder would still believe the document was veridical, no one would want to antagonize such a fearsome person.

The drunk man was unable to think clearly due to the quantity of alcohol he had drunk before and thus decided to pick a fight when he saw Yale presenting some document; he didn't even try to check if the document was real or not.

Luckily for the drunk man, he only got fired and didn't lose the citizenship or his life.

Tar had ordered for the best squad of the city to escort Yale; it was compressed by ten Rank 3 soldiers with a captain at the Rank 4.

Rank 3 was an important rank for everyone who had reached at least Rank 1 because Rank 3 was where the biggest part of the practitioner end their lives and the rank with the highest population excluding the mortal rank.

The Rank 3 was also called Magus Rank or Warrior Rank, depending on the path followed, it was also called Practitioner Rank when speaking of any path.

Unless the circumstances were too bad, armies only recruit soldiers who were at least Rank 3, people at Rank 2 would only be considered helpers and not real soldiers.