As a "Hunting Dog," this Valerius's senses had to be sharp. Any unnecessary surveillance or hostility could tip him off.
Valerius bought some bread and began to wander around the territory, taking small bites as he went.
Raylo returned to the edge of the terrace, his arms crossed, looking down on the man from above.
Valerius nibbled on his bread, strolling leisurely through the town. He visited the blacksmith, browsed the various shops, and even stopped outside the castle like a tourist to admire the architectural style of Black Stone Territory.
His every action seemed perfectly mundane, showing no trace that he was on a mission.
But Raylo knew this "Hunting Dog" was using his imperceptible sense of smell to track the scent of his prey.
「An entire morning passed.」
Valerius had toured nearly the entirety of Black Stone Territory. Finally, his steps came to a halt before a small tavern not far from the castle.
That was a place Master Marlin occasionally visited for a drink.
