I turned around and confronted my covert agent, who was being held by the security personnel, attempting to shove him to the ground for yelling when they were supposed to be silent. His mouth was covered by tape during this process.
"Your Majesty, you are free to leave at this time," The gatekeeper mumbled, and then we took a few steps, and we were finally on the forest ground. It's hard for me to say how many times we should repeat this.
But the werewolves in our woods stopped moving and hunting when they saw us and gave us a bow—after that, they never moved again.
They all maintain their upright position.
It was forbidden for the gatekeeper to shut the gate at this particular hour. That is the policy, and it won't be altered. We began to walk through the middle of the trees
