He tossed it into the carriage with ease and drove off. Geralt struggled to mount his horse and followed behind.
Along the way, Lance learned the general situation from Geralt. As for Tamara, she was still in the carriage holding a torch, dazed and not yet recovered.
"What happened in Totnes? Why is that Wizard wanted?"
"I'm not sure. I only went over after seeing the bounty nearby. But I heard in the guild that it's related to a Heretic incident that occurred in Totnes recently."
A Heretic… Lance pondered for a moment. It couldn't possibly have something to do with the Old Ancestor, could it?
If he wanted to know more, he would have to wait until that woman woke up.
"We've arrived. The town is just ahead."
Since Lance stepped forward, the soldiers naturally didn't stop him. It was only when Geralt heard how the soldiers addressed Lance that he understood the terrifyingly powerful young man before him was actually the local Lord.
