184 Plan B: To the Tarala Kingdom!

Neerak Axutar had an ominous feeling just from Pedro's warning. However, He had no choice. His body was already at its limit. Even now, he was barely able to walk towards the squashed bodies that Pedro had framed up. He could only buy himself some time to regain his drained stamina.

Pedro can't help but frown on Neerak Axutar's actions. He crossed his arm and closely watched Neerak Axutar walked towards the squashed corpse as the three village soldiers followed behind him—glancing around them ready to defend Neerak Axutar from any threat.

'I don't want to check these bags because of Sir Aron's warning but… I have no choice! This is the only way that I could buy some time for my body to rest.' Neerak Axutar thought as he covered his mouth to lessen the stink of blood that he could smell.