Although it had tried to blend in with stacks of hay at the top, it was almost certainly a merchant's carriage. There was something off about a merchant choosing to haul hay as goods, after all, it was quite expensive to engrave a magic array on the carriage.

‘Is he a smuggler?’

There were indeed a few smugglers who acted illegally, providing goods that were deemed as contraband and sourced from free cities. They were the core of what was known as the black market.

Weapons, drugs, slaves, magic books, etc.

They would deal with anything so long as it meant they made a profit.

‘It’s worth looking into.’

Unlike Erica’s merchant group, these smugglers wouldn’t have any qualms dealing with all kinds of criminal organizations. It was very possible that they were in some way conected to the rebellion.

“Let’s intercept that carriage.”

Woohyuk jumped on to his horse and kicked its flanks.

Neeeeigh!

The swift horse blew from its mouth as it galloped forth.

Seeing Woohyuk approach at great speed, the smugglers dropped the act.

“We’ve been discovered!”

“Quickly, maximum speed!”

The coachman whipped the horses frantically, but the gap between the two continued to narrow. Finally, Woohyuk’s swift horse had arrived at the carriage’s side.

Whiriic!

The Vampiric dagger flew out, sinking into the coachman's ribs.

“Kuhuk”

As the coachman slumped down, the carriage lost its conductor and began to lose control.

Seeing that they wouldn’t be able to escape, the guards turned to look at...