As he guessed at the identities of the two men, Ogman paused, raised a hand to touch the Black Inverted Pyramid Amulet on his chest, then quickly walked forward.
"Is there something you two need?"
At his words, the two turned around.
Ogman's gaze swiftly swept over their attire, lingering especially on the Magic Crystal Musket at Anvis's waist and the short-handled Staff engraved with silver patterns protruding from a gap in Chom's backpack.
Traveling merchants from Saar City, with a mercenary guard. The guard's Magic Crystal Musket looked like high-grade material, so his strength should not be low—
After briefly assessing their appearance, Ogman reached a conclusion.
The two before him had concealed their strength exceptionally well. Even at the peak of the Fifth Rank, he could not sense the slightest trace of leaked power, making it impossible to judge their exact ranks.
"Nice to meet you. You must be Mr. Ogman?"
A somewhat rough voice sounded as one of them greeted him.
Somewhat to Ogman's surprise, the first to speak was not the traveling merchant, but the "mercenary guard"... Seeing the Old Mage's slightly surprised expression, Anvis gave a boisterous laugh.
"This isn't a good place to talk, Mr. Ogman. How about you invite us to your residence for a seat?"
"Very well. Follow me—"
Ogman, clad in black robes, gave Anvis a deep look before nodding, his mood relaxing slightly.
They probably were not enemies. Otherwise, they would never have suggested entering his residence.
Within his residence, his strength would increase by at least fifty percent.
Even against a Seventh Rank opponent, he was confident he could escape!
He stepped forward and reached toward the Elder-Woven Gate.
Then, the "gate" moved, retracting on its own to either side and revealing a vibrant Stone Tablet path through the