“Sorry?"0

Comet blinked, seemingly in disbelief, before replying nervously, “W-what do you mean—?” 0

I cut him off, not wanting to waste any more time.0

“Lie down and pretend you’re asleep. Unless you want to get caught up in this chaos and end up dead. Doppy, stay by his side.”0

“Kriee! Okay!”0

I strode resolutely toward the caravan master’s tent. 0

Seeing the determination in my eyes and my firm grip on my axe, the mercenaries began to shift their attention to me. They stayed motionless, tracking my movements as I made my way toward the master’s tent with my weapons at the ready.0

“Mr. Kwon Su-Hyeok? What brings you here?” 0

“I need to speak with the master.” 0

“In that case, please hand over your weapon before you proceed.”0

I raised an eyebrow. 0

“Didn’t I carry my axe inside without an issue earlier? Plus, I saw other mercenaries meeting with him while fully armed.”0

“Ah… that’s… well…” 0

The guard faltered, his confidence receding. Although he didn’t deny my words, he was too wary to admit the truth outright. Picking a fight with someone of my caliber wouldn’t end well, and he knew it.0

Still, the guard straightened, strengthening his resolve, albeit somewhat forcedly.0

“We usually don’t mind such things, but to be honest, your current demeanor is... unsettling.”0

“If I’d joined the caravan to assassinate the master, he’d be dead already. I’ve had more than enough chances.”0

“That may be true, but people’s intentions change. You never kno...0