Chapter 8: Ⅷ. Ancestor’s Law
On the path to the secret port.
"Who?"
Rein, noticing the rustling in the trees, immediately dropped the warrant.
With a loud bang, like thunder shaking the earth, the air from the sword's swing nearly snapped the surrounding grass leaves, rustling loudly.
Ox drew his sword and struck horizontally with a force unstoppable by anything, severing a tree thick as a basin cleanly at its trunk, the smooth cut accompanied by a long crashing sound as the tree fell to the side, raising a cloud of dust.
"It's me."
Swan, nimble, jumped to another tree branch and then agilely landed on the ground without making a sound.
Rein could see the newcomer clearly.
Rein himself didn't think much of Swan, who likely was hiding his affiliations with the Thief Guild and might cause trouble later on.
"What are you doing here?"
Ox was also wary of this mysterious Tiger-man.