I am a gatekeeper.
I’m someone who can be called a veteran.
I don’t mean to boast, but I can tell when a person is suspicious.
While I was standing watch at the gate, a pair of travelers came.
It’s a man with black hair and a girl with similarly black hair.
Black hair is unusual around here… I wonder if they’re siblings?
… However, the girl’s carrying the luggage while the man is empty-handed… no, he has a sword?
Though I thought they were brother and sister from the way they looked, taking a closer look at the girl, she was a dog-type beastkin and seemed to be a slave. I see, so that’s why she’s carrying the luggage.
But to make a small girl like that carry luggage, it feels awkward even though she’s a slave.
Or maybe he’s racist against beastkin? No, she’s dressed properly.
The two gave an odd impression. At any rate, it’s my job.
“Halt! What business do you have in Sia!”
When I called out, the two obediently stopped.
“Ah, sorry. I’m from the country. Do I need to do something to get inside?”
They didn’t appear to intend to be hostile and break through.
I secretly activated a magic tool that detected lies. Gatekeepers have them to check whether there is any falsities given in conversations at the gates.
Though I could tell they were suspicious people even without it it as a veteran gatekeeper, right now a big shot noble came from the capital. I was told to use it so that there would be no mistakes. It couldn’t be helped, that’s the rule.