Volume 3 Chapter 13: Returning


    <span style="font-weight:400">Volume 3 Chapter 13: Returning


    <span style="font-weight:400">What they saw were cages. Inside were a bunch of females. Seeing Keith and Gabriel there, they screamed, "Please help us!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Save us from this ce!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Were you guys captured?" Keith questioned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The prisoners yelled, "Yes! We''ve been captured by those bandits!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Everyone move away from the door," Keith raised his sword and sliced the locks. Looking at them right now, they looked hungry and tired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Here, eat this." Keith quickly took some bread out from storage. The prisoners didn''t hesitate as they ate the bread. They were starving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gabriel was surprised, "You have a magical storage item?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. It''s really nifty to have," Keith decided to have a ring. That way, he could hide the fact he could use void magic. Keith asked the captives, "Do you know where they kept their items?" They should have their loot around here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It should be farther in the back," A prisoner answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood," Keith nodded as he walked to the back. And there was so much loot in the back! It was filled to the brim with coins and other stolen goods.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Help me find a carriage," Keith turned to Gabriel. Thetter nodded, and the two got to work.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, I found it!" Gabriel shouted. Keith looked in his direction and saw the carriage,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Good! We can bring them with us with this!" Keith wanted a carriage to carry all the captives to the royal capital.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Let me take all of this," Keith quickly stored all the loot in there before turning to Gabriel, "Let''s return."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. I''ll bring the carriages out." "Gotcha," Keith quickly pushed the carriage out of the cave. He hooked it to Barton and Gabriel''s horse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Please get on. We''ll bring you to the royal capital," Gabriel dered. Hearing that, the prisoners quickly jumped onto the carriage. The two horses pulled the carriage back to the others.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"There were so many prisoners?" The coachman was surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Keith and Gabriel nodded, "I''ve fed them. But we should bring them to the royal capital quickly."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood." Like that, the group set off again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The journey was smooth as the guards dragged the bandits from the back. Keith and Gabriel talked with one another, "Gabriel, how old are you?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, I''m 15," Gabriel stated. Keith blinked his eyes, "I''m 15 too,"


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a surprise to see someone the same age as him. Gabriel blinked a few times,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m going to be rude by asking this question, but how are you 15 with a body like that?" Keith looked more robust than him! What was more, his height was much taller than the normal standard. He didn''t look like a 15-year-old. Keith''s attitude was mature. Not only that, his instincts were that of a veteran.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He should be a few more years older.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I get that a lot," Keith scratched his head as augh came out his mouth. People had always assumed him to be much older than he should be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was even one time when someone thought Laura and Leon were his kids. Derekughed,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then, are you nning to enroll at the academy?" Gabriel''s eyes brightened when he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm, that''s why I was traveling to the royal capital," Keith grinned and stated,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m lucky to make a friend here."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Same here," Gabriel shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But then he scratched his head, "Sorry about that. I was a little excited. I thought I was going to be alone."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s fine, I''m the same too. I''m d to make a friend," Like that, the two of them continued to talk about many things. Keith learned a lot about Gabriel. He came from the northeast region. He headed to thergest city in his region to hitch a ride on a carriage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What about you? Where did youe from?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I came from the northern regions,"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You came from the northern regions?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm," Keith nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then have you heard about the legendary northern saint?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"...The rumors had gotten to there as well?" Keith chuckled. At this point, there was no point in denying it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Of course! I think everyone has heard about him. After all, he created the White Forest Bakery and the White Owl Merchant group." Gabriel chuckled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Have you tried the bread ?" Keith questioned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gabriel shook his head, "I haven''t tried the bread. But I will once I enter the royal capital or academy. From what I heard, the bread is inexpensive," Besides the bread being tasty, it was cheap.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, it''s not that expensive," Keith stated. His prices had never changed over thesest few years. And he was content with this. The coins kept rolling in like no tomorrow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Have you tried it before, Keith?" Gabriel had an eager look as he stared at Keith.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. It was okay," Keith chuckled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I will take your word for it," Gabrielughed as they continued to talk about many things. It didn''t take long before they arrived in front of the gates. The guards stopped them,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Halt, we need to see some identification." Keith and the rest nodded as they showed their identification one by one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re-" The guard saw Keith''s identification. But Keith shook his head, signaling him to be silent. The guard understood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What is going on in the back?" The guard questioned. He noticed the tied bandits.