Gaita carried the letter to the place Krick had told him to contact the Northern Frontier Rebels, only to discover that he knew the place.
It was a bar with some renown in Blackwater City. It seemed to have a military connection, and many officers and soldiers from the city garrison liked to drink there.
Sure enough, when he pushed open the door and entered, he saw many officers and soldiers in garrison uniforms drinking and chatting boisterously.
Perhaps because several Governor's Guard soldiers were following behind him, the officers and soldiers fell silent when they saw them and kept staring at them.
Gaita felt that their gazes carried a trace of hostility and distrust. He found it strange—neither he nor the Governor's Guard should have had any conflict with these men.
Just as he was about to head for the bar, an officer from the garrison stepped forward, walked up to him, and called out, "I know you. You're the Governor's secretary. What are you doing here with the Governor's Guard?"
His tone was extremely rude, irritating Gaita. He could tell from the man's attire that he was only a Squad Leader. Even your company commander is polite when he sees me. How dare you act like this?
But considering that he was here for Viscount Krick and his own family's lives, Gaita did not want to stir up trouble. Still, his pride would not allow him to bow his head, so he ignored the man and intended to walk right past him.
Unexpectedly, as Gaita tried to step around him, the officer shoved him back with considerable force, nearly knocking him over. Fortunately, the Governor's Guard soldiers behind him caught him.
"Bastard, what are you trying to do!"
Gaita was truly furious now and loudly demanded an answer