Chapter 2

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2: Who's that?

A hooded man and a white cat walk along the forest. They both headed for the Western City, the Henituse territory.

"Ugh."

After tripping over a rock, the man fell helplessly on the ground.

"Meoww.. (are you okay?)"

"No. Let's take a break."

"Mnya. (Sure)"

They leaned under a tree and the man took off his shoes to see his feet's condition.

He suffered from foot sore after walking for a few weeks. He then tapped the gold bracelet on his left hand twice and a letter with ointment came out of it magically.

The bracelet have the same function as a spatial bag.

After treating his feet, he then glared at the letter and read it again. No matter how many times he read it, he was still angry.

'I am calling you, my great aide to the palace and to attend my birthday celebration, but I will not teleport you this time. It's good to see the world, isn't it? Ekhehehe.

I have already sent a letter to the Count Henituse to prepare your trip to the capital with one of his sons. Well then, see you later.'

"At least, you should teleport me to the territory!"
The man grunted angrily, while the cat just meowed in a concerned tone and shook her head.

He stopped because that would just waste energy in vain and put the letter back in the bracelet.

"Forget it, let's sleep, we'll continue walking tomorrow morning."


***

'Finally.'

He saw the North Gate of the West City and wanted to scream for joy but he did not have the energy to do so. All that was on his mind was just a very comfortable bed in an inn.

'Let's just meet the count and go sleep.'

Fully knowing what the man was thinking, the cat meowed in agreement.

But then..

"Wait sir, who are you?"

A young man wearing clothes with black marks everywhere, such that it made it seem like the clothes were burnt in multiple places, approached the gate and stopped by two guards.

He looks like a mess, and when the guards blocking his path as he walked in with his head down, looking completely exhausted.

"Do you have any identification, sir?"

He shook his head.

"Then we opologize, but we can't let you in."

"I need to meet the lord..." the young man muttered.

"Hi, good morning."

The guards were startled by the sudden greeting but the man did not care.

"A-another one?"

They were both getting ready with weapons but the man stopped them.

"No, no, I have an identification."

He then took out a gold pass and handed it to them. The guards' face were full of surprise.

"This..!"

While the man in the black clothes, Choi Han, who had only stared the white cat he felt was strong, glanced at the hooded man who just take off his hood.

His long caramel -colored hair over his shoulders was tied with white ribbons, he also had long eyelashes over a pair of his caramel eyes and his pale white skin with a skinny physique made anyone would admit that the person looked very pretty.

"Sir Ciel, the direct aide to the king?!"

"....I guess that's me."
Ciel doesn't even want that position.

But that golden pass, is something that no ordinary person can get, in the presence of it, for you to freely go anywhere and do anything as you please as long as you are in the kingdom of Roan will not a problem, for having it is like having the consent of the king himself.

"Why are you in the west, sir?"

"I have some matter with the count. So let us in, that young man too."

Ciel pointed to himself, the white cat and finally Choi Han.

"Yes sir, welcome to-"

"No, wait."

The guard welcomes them but the another one stops him and stared at Choi Han.

"We still can't let him in, and you don't seem to know him in person, sir, what if he attacks you?"

"...."

He turned his head to look at Choi Han from head to toe. he did look a little strange, with his black hair and all -black clothes. His eyes too..are full of sorrow and exhaustion.

'Obviously he wanted to tell something to the count, but these guys are very stubborn.'

He felt sorry for the young man, but what could he do.

"Hey, come here for a minute."

He pulled Choi Han a little away from the guards and lightly tapped his bracelet, a packet of bread appeared and he gave it to Choi Han.

"I don't think they'll let you in, so eat this and go rest."

"....this is.."

He held the package and could feel that the contents were still hot, like it had just been baked.

While Choi Han stood still and stared at the packet in his hand, the man, whom the guards called 'Ciel', had already disappeared into the gate.

Meanwhile Cale Henituse, no, Kim Roksoo, who wanted to watch Choi Han's arrival that day, and see everything that happened from the third floor of 'The Fragrance of Tea with Poetry' wondered,

"Who's that?"


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