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"Now, shall we enter through the front door?" Litty asked, watching Edward land on the ground.

"Clearly, after all, I'm just a regular traveler," Edward said, walking towards the gate, watching two carriages pass by him. The gate opened immediately for one of them, while the other was stopped by the guards.

"Halt! We've never seen your face around here. Who are you? And who are the people you're carrying?" asked the heavily armored guard, pointing his spear towards the coachman.

"Entering through the gate doesn't seem so easy, and we can't just fight them, so what are we going to do? Go over it?" Litty asked.

"No, we'll just catch a ride," Edward said, jumping and softening his landing with the wind, stopping just above the carriage. "There we go."

"I see. So you're just a peddler," the second guard said from beside the carriage door, holding a paper. "Alright, you can open it. He's allowed to trade."