Chapter 18. Who to Blame (5)
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Rubia answered, "The sooner we buy the armor, the safer we can move together. We could enter the city together too."
I wanted her to sleep in the city, knowing full well no city would let a skeleton in.
"Even if I'm covered in armor, many cities won't let me in without properly checking my identity."
"There are plenty of excuses. You could say you have a severe burn and can't take off your helmet. Anyway, guards are susceptible to bribes, right? It's common sense in travel books."
I didn't argue. She would learn the truth when actually confronting the situation.
"It could also cause problems inside the city."
"Well, if you always wear armor and a helmet, they might think you're a strange person. But it's okay. You can just remain a strange person."
I wasn’t sure what she meant by "okay," but I didn't bother to respond. I just quietly walked through the winter mountain. Each step echoed with a crunch.
Leading the way, I eventually pointed with my finger bones beyond the bushes, down between the snow-covered winter trees where I saw the gray city walls of an unfamiliar city.
"There it is."