The Sechua City was quite serene and peaceful tonight as Feihren slowly approached the city gates.

He had thought about different ways of entering the city but it seems that there is nothing quieter and safer than just walking in the normal way. He walked with his head held high, and he carried an aura similar to a famed hunter who had gone through tough adventures in the wilds. The two tiger cubs were a nice touch to this made-up identity of his.

Killing the guards at the gates would just cause a commotion, even if he secretly killed them. A few people disappearing all of a sudden would really cause some 'noise', and those mercenaries might detect that something was amiss. Feihren was not confident that he could recover the Demonic Carbine overnight.

Entering the city using the Titan Slate was another bad idea. Although the slate was fast enough to be undetectable by the naked eye, it was not the quietest thing in the world. Its buzzing sound was so loud that Feihren had to land quite a distance from the gates just so that the guards wouldn't get alarmed.

Getting inside using his Stealth Armor was definitely something he had thought of trying. Considering that the armor was made for the purpose of stealthily sliding past normal human attention, but it may not be good enough if someone 'formidable' within these guards ranks suddenly appeared. This would lead to him just killing everyone so he could hide his identity, and that would just return to the first reason.

Besides, even if he could find another way past the gates or found a passage where only ordinary patrol guards passed by, the pitch black color of the armor would just highlight the snow white fur of the tiger cubs he was carrying. He couldn't just leave these adorable little things unguarded outside, so it was logical for him to bring them along with him. Living creatures such as the tiger cubs could not be placed in the inventory, although there was an exception for plants and herbs which makes it possible for them to be stored.

With all that in mind, Feihren just had to stick with this 'normal way' as he would apply his many years of being a giddy old goat to act his way inside the Sechua City. He wouldn't really need to act too much though. He just has to be straightforward in lying.

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"Halt, Please present your identification card and state your business within the city."

The city guards inspected Feihren's figure as he was approaching the city gates. Giving an identification card was enough for the city guards to allow people entrance to the city, but at night the guards would be a bit more vigilant and thus thoroughly do their inspection before granting entrance to anyone.

"Ah, I'm just a hermit from the central woodlands... I do apologize for not having an identification card, and as for my business in the city, I need to find proper food for my little companions here." 

The shiny white fur of the snow tiger cubs immediately caught the guard's attention, as it contrasted with Feihren's nomadic appearance.

More guards went towards the man who was not able to submit any proof of his identity, although they heard that his name was Gama Feihren. Most were suspicious, while the others asked for different ways to prove his identity as someone that does not hold any hostility.

Although it has been more than a month since Feihren sat in the throne as the new king of Wolfenstein, only a few other kingdoms within the continent knew about what really happened. Almost nobody knew the true identity and name of the newly crowned king. Most were only informed from the traders on the west side of the Wolfenstein Kingdom. The other kingdoms within the Shodan Continent, such as the Ranustin Kingdom, had very few that were aware of the existence of a powerful new king ruling the border kingdom of the Blaz Continent.

A female city guard, who seemed to be someone of a higher authority, approached the commotion which Feihren was causing. This woman seemed to have a light blue skin tone that could barely be noticed this late at night. It was apparent that she was a demi-human, a half human half ice troll.

"Are those... Snow Tigers?" The woman interrupted the inspection as she approached Feihren.

"Ah, Chief Marie. This man could not produce anything that can be used as proof of his identity. What do you propose we do?" 

One of the city guards inquired as he was not sure what to do with Feihren. He was newly assigned on this shift and had never encountered things like this. Usually, people who are approaching the city at night are either an adventurers who was coming home late, or hostile people that only exist to cause trouble. There was nothing in between, until now.

"Oh? You know what they are?" Holding both the tiger cubs with his hands, Feihren raised both of them for Marie to have a closer look. "Yes, they are indeed the cubs of a Snow Tiger." 

Feihren continued as he inspected the woman who suddenly interjected in his inspection. Although it was not that clear, he could clearly see that this woman had a light blue complexion evident on her face, and it seems she was someone influential within these guards.

The woman carefully inspected the cubs as the tone of her words changed. "Hmm... These are indeed snow tiger cubs... A precious local beast within the Icy Tundra...How did you get a hold of these two?" 

Although she had calmly asked Feihren this question, hostility was evident in her glaring eyes.

"Ah, you might have mistaken me for poaching them or something along those lines. It is a long story but..." 

Feihren attempted to come up with a way to summarize the happenings within the forest, but that might be a little too unbelievable. These guards might think that he was just straight up lying.

'Blue complexion huh?' Feihren remembered one of the errands that elven chief Zow asked for him.

"Excuse me, Miss. I know that I have not explained about these snow tigers, but do you happen to know someone by the name of Mark?" 

Feihren cut his first sentence short as he changed the topic. It would be best if this woman was someone related to one of his tasks. It would make things much easier.

Acting as if he was getting something out of his pocket, Feihren took a letter with a special looking seal on it out of his Inventory. He then presented it to Marie. 

"If that does happen to be the case, I also have a request from an elven chief that I have to take care of. He asked of me to deliver this letter to a man named Mark within this city." 

This time, everything that Feihren was saying was the truth. No point in lying about this.

"Hmm... this is indeed the official seal from an Elven tribe, and it seems that they have a business with my father..." 

Marie took the letter and inspected it as she pondered what this letter might signify. It seems too important to neglect it, and it appears that his father was somehow related to it.

"Father? So you are indeed his daughter huh... So, could I please be allowed to enter the city for now?" 

Feihren was growing a tad bit impatient about all this as he asked Marie whether or not he would be allowed entrance.

Signaling the other guards to fall back and allow entrance, Marie continued, 

"I'll be personally escorting you to my father's house so you can personally deliver this message. As for allowing you to stay in the city, I will only give you tomorrow. First thing in the morning, go secure yourself an Identification card. I don't care if it is for being a merchant, trader, or an adventurer, your choice. All I need is one bit of proof for your identity. If not, then I'll personally kick you out of this city, understood?" 

Marie said all this with a straight and serious face. She was indeed a professional in her line of work.

"Thank you." Feihren smiled in relief. 'Finally!'

But, his face changed into a serious one as he considered his pending registration into the adventurer's guild. He was pretty sure that getting this so-called 'identification card' would just blow his 'cover' during the search operation. His ridiculous titles, his level, his true role as a king, all of these things are absurdities that would cause a commotion if anyone were to find out. It was indeed a pain in the neck.