Heading Out
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Borl passed a letter and some Gold Purton to the young man in front of him.
The young man wore a beige colored poncho and a grayish green cap which had a feather of a hyacinth attached to it, the obvious traits pointing out the young man's identity as a messenger.
"I assure you I will head towards the outskirts of Mozaar in the shortest time and the fastest speed possible. It will take no longer than two days," said the messenger.
His assurance was effective though, not just because his promise was related to the honor of his career, but because every messenger had a working relationship with the lord of the land.
In short, should the messenger fail to deliver the letter, the employer wouldn't have to deal with it but the lord of the delivery location would step up and take out the messenger that failed his task.
"All the best!" Borl said before he parted ways with the messenger.
He had to rush back to Anan Hotel and then leave Sicar.