"City gate tax!"
Herbert glanced at the excited city gate guard, raising an eyebrow slightly.
The guard was not a Dark Elf, but a Half-Dragon slave with the head of a giant lizard and the body of a human.
Slaves can also become guards?
Herbert thought to himself and flicked a pre-prepared gold coin casually.
Smack.
The Half-Dragon guard caught the coin in one swift motion, bit it by his mouth, and then spat it out.
"Pah!"
He looked at the split coin and nodded with satisfaction: "Genuine, good! You know what's up, go in!"
Herbert nodded with a smile, not bothering to engage in more conversation with him.
But that Half-Dragon was smug, speaking to himself after Herbert stepped inside, "Heh heh! Be grateful! Mother Moore announced a 'Festival of All Souls,' and everyone's city gate tax is waived! Hahaha!"
Herbert looked back at him with a half-smile, shaking his head.
