Chapter 788
On the outskirts of the city.
"Looks like they came out to meet us," said Nasser, turning a corner.
Ian gave a small nod.
Somewhere in the distance, he spotted a heavily armored Northern warrior standing with his arms crossed before a familiar manor, enclosed by its outer walls.
Bor noticed them approaching in only a few seconds. Startled, he quickly uncrossed his arms, turned, and lowered his head, clasping his hands behind his back.
"Great Warrior," he murmured, low enough only for Ian to hear.
Without slowing his pace, Ian said, "You must’ve been waiting a while. Thanks."
"Not at all. Thanks to you, I was actually able to rest," Bor replied respectfully.
Stopping in front of him, Ian tilted his head. "Rest?"