"Those people have been following us since we left. Is there a reason you don't want to get rid of them?" Rullein looked at Rasmus with her brows furrowed. "At least let me have fun with them and find out who they are."
"They're not doing us any harm, or at least they're not hindering us in any way. We will take care of them once we don't want to be seen," Rasmus answered and looked out the window at the tallest mountain in Neva, the Immortal Mountain. "Sooner or later, your disguise will be exposed as well. When the time comes, what are you going to do?" He asked and glanced at Rullein, who was sitting beside him.
"What else? I'll challenge them all who are against it," Rullein grinned.
Aris shook her head, and there was no need to say anything to express her disappointment. She then suddenly furrowed her brows when she looked out the window at the crowd that blocked their path. She saw a group of warriors protecting the carriage from a group of armed bandits.
