The next day arrived quickly.
Although the morning light had pierced the thin mist, it had failed to dispel the tense atmosphere hanging over the city in Earl Granat's domain.
On top of a tall, somewhat secluded hill not far from the city, dense trees conveniently concealed the luxurious carriage, making it difficult for anyone in the city to spot it.
Of course, with a powerful Muggle-Repelling Charm in place, it didn't matter even if someone did see it. They would naturally ignore it without thinking.
"..."
After washing up, finishing breakfast, and getting everything in order, Fern went to the floor-to-ceiling window facing the city and gently drew back a corner of the curtain.
Then her purple eyes carefully surveyed the city below in the distance, as jumpy as a startled bird.
Almost at once, she spotted the changes. The number of guards at the city gates had at least tripled, and they were stopping travelers, merchants, farmers, and peddlers in batches for strict, exacting searches. Nearly everyone entering or leaving the city was being inspected.
More importantly, Fern, who had cast Eagle Eye, also saw what looked like freshly posted magical wanted posters in prominent spots at the city gates, squares, and along the streets.
The papers glinted faintly in the morning sunlight. Even from this far away, Fern could make out clear portraits of herself, her teacher Frieren, and Annie. They were remarkably lifelike, obviously drawn by some mage who had seen them.
Perhaps by one of the people Annie had blown away last night?
Besides that, squads of fully armed soldiers had appeared on the streets, standing ready as they patrolled. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought the city was preparing for war!
"Ah!"
"They've tightened security, Lady Frieren."
After watching for a while