After arriving near the royal capital, the Shepherd stopped summoning the Big Dog.
He even used the Tall Tale Blessing to alter his appearance somewhat.
He quietly entered the royal capital.
He found that the royal capital was truly prosperous, with all kinds of novel things gathering there.
At the same time, most people in the royal capital lived fairly well.
A smile appeared on the Shepherd's face. From this alone, no matter what, the kingdom had not yet rotted completely away.
But the next moment, the smile on the Shepherd's face vanished.
"Who are you?" A squad of guards approached the Shepherd and demanded sternly.
"I came from elsewhere to travel..."
"Are you a noble?" The guard captain glanced at the Shepherd, cutting him off before asking.
"No." The Shepherd shook his head.
"Then how dare a lowborn like you sneak in here?" The guard's words left the Shepherd stunned.
"Go where you belong!" As he spoke, the other guards behind him raised their swords and pointed them at the Shepherd, forcing him to walk off to one side.
Seeing this, the Shepherd restrained the urge to rub the Tinderbox and summon the Big Dog.
He followed their directions, and before long, he was thrown into one district of the royal capital.
Grand mansions formed a wall, completely separating two different districts.
The Shepherd was still looking around when a guard behind him kicked him over.
The Shepherd staggered and fell into the other district. Its messy, squalid surroundings gave him a bad feeling.
"Are you all right?" At that moment, a man dressed in rough linen appeared beside the Shepherd and pulled him up.
"I'm fine." The Shepherd shook his head and got to his feet.
"What exactly is going on?" the Shepherd asked in confusion.
"You came