Who Do They Belong Too?
"I'm afraid it's not a matter of streets.
You see, he went for a stroll outside the city... In the woods."
"_"
Forget it.
Why do they even bother getting worked up for that bastard?
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads wryly.
That boy's head didn't work right.
Meanwhile, the person whose head apparently had a few screws loose was currently strolling playfully within the woods.
His move greatly surprised the others since he basically drove them away after dropping him off on the highway at a very far distance away from the gates, which would take about an hour and a half on horseback.
He told them to enter the city without him while he went on a stroll alone.
He walked on the highway, kicked several stones, treated the very busy people on the roads before making a detour into the woods.