Halt!" Slightly ahead, Ghyslaine and Eris stopped their horses. "Who is it?" The armored soldier did not answer Ghyslaine’s question. Because of the full face helmet, I cannot see his facial expressions. Among the armour-clad shoulders there’s one wearing flashy conspicuous feathers. He should be the captain. "......" They were silent. In silence, they just blocked the road. "Rudy......get down." In response to those words, I jumped off the horse, and walked towards Ariel’s carriage. Sylphy is still riding a horse, going ahead. Taking a position in between Ghyslaine and Eris, she stares at the captain.
“I am Fitts of the Royal Guard!