Chapter 13: The Blending In

Chapter 13: The Blending In



"What kind of weapon is this?" said one of the inspectors who was inspecting the M4 Carbine. "How do you use this? Do you swing it?"

"Oh it's not for swinging," Vincent answered. "Please be careful with that, they are sensitive."

The inspector found the trigger of the M4 Carbine and recognized it.

"This one is like a crossbow huh?" said the inspector, and then pulled the trigger.

A click sounded, but nothing happened. The safety was still on.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. "Please, put the gun down. It's not something to play with," he urged calmly but firmly.

The inspector frowned and lowered the weapon. "Why didn't it fire? Is it broken?"

Vincent shook his head. "No, it's just...different. It's designed to prevent accidental firing."

Captain Aelric, sensing the tension, stepped forward. "Inspectors, please handle their equipment with care. These are not ordinary weapons, and we must respect our guests and their tools."

Captain Aelric gestured to another official. "Is everything in order for them to proceed?"

The official nodded, though he still seemed curious about the mysterious weapons. "Yes, Captain. They may enter."

Aelric turned back to Vincent and his team. "Congratulations, you passed the screening test. You can now enter the city so long as you have this identification with you..."

Aelric passed a set of identification badges to Vincent and his team. Each badge was a small, intricately crafted piece of metal with the emblem of the Kingdom of Eldoria etched onto it. "Keep these with you at all times," Aelric instructed. "They will grant you access to the city and ensure you are recognized as authorized visitors."

Vincent took the badges, distributing them to his team. "Thank you, Captain Aelric. We appreciate your assistance."

Aelric nodded. "Follow me, and I will guide you to a suitable place to rest and regroup."

"I saw a clothing store right down the street," Alpha 2 suggested. "We could buy some local attire to blend in better."

Vincent nodded in agreement. "Good idea. Let's head there first."

The team left their room, making their way down the stairs and out of The Golden Stag. They walked to the clothing store Alpha 2 had mentioned, which was a quaint shop filled with various garments. The shopkeeper, an elderly woman with a friendly smile, greeted them

warmly.

"Welcome, travelers! How can I help you today?" she asked.

"We need to purchase some local attire," Vincent replied. "Something that will help us blend

in better."

The shopkeeper nodded and began showing them a selection of medieval-inspired clothes. The garments were simple yet sturdy, made from natural fabrics in earthy tones. There were tunics, trousers, cloaks, and boots, all designed for practicality and comfort.

Vincent and his team selected their outfits, choosing items that would help them blend in with the local populace. They changed into their new attire in the back room of the shop,

stowing their original uniforms in their bags.

"How much would this cost?" Vincent asked.

"That would be 10 small pieces of silver," the shopkeeper replied.

"10 small pieces of silver?" Vincent repeated. Fortunately, he had pocketed one gold coin from the chest he had found at the bandit's lair. He pulled it out and handed it to the

shopkeeper, who immediately brightened.

"Sir...this is a small gold coin! It's one hundred times the amount I asked for," the shopkeeper

exclaimed, her eyes widening in astonishment.

"Is that so?" Vincent chuckled.