6 Meeting With The City Lord (1/2)

Skar has stopped Naota. Naota and Skar both are staring at each other. ”The city lord wants to meet you.” Skar says to Naota.

(This guy...I don't know why but I sense trouble.)

”Sure thing.” Naota says to Skar. ”Follow me.” Skar says to Naota. ”Lead the way.” Naota says as he follows Skar.

The people begin to gossip around. ”Well his dead.” One of the men gossiping within the marketplace says. ”That's what happens when you hang around the city lord's fiance.” The other man says. ”Yeah but we know that not him. His a new guy around here, at least that's what I heard from Maria.” A girl says. ”From Maria? You need to inform her. Maybe she can save him.” The other man says.

Naota and Skar reach a huge castle which is in the middle of the city. There are two men guarding the castle gate. ”That's one huge castle.” Naota says as he observes the castle. ”Of course it is. It's the city lord's castle after all.” Skar says to Naota. Skar signals the men guarding the castle gate to drop the gate. The guards nod. They open the gate. Skar and Naota begin to move in.

”It's surprise that your not afraid.” Skar says to Naota as they begin to march in the castle. ”I have been in situations that I had to be afraid in and being in a crazy situation is just in my luck so I just can't always be afraid and chicken out of those situations...” Naota says to Skar.

(That's what I have learnt from red light district.)

Naota was raised in the red light district. He always got into fights since he was a kid at the red light district. As a result, he became more and more resilient to the term 'fear'. Hence why, he no longer feels afraid of anything. When it came to satisfying his stepfather's desires, it was only so that his mother could live a happy life or else he had rage built in for his stepfather too.

At that moment Skar thought, ”What a reckless guy.”

”We are here.” Skar says as he stops before three stairs where the throne is. ”So that's the throne of the city lord.” Naota says as he see's a man with long dark yellow hair, a crown which has jewels implanted in it and a robe worthy of being a king.

(A true city lord...That's what I would like to say but this man's face...It's a face of a fraud and a complete jerk. Then again I shouldn't judge people by their appearances.)