I turned around and confronted my covert agent, who was being held by the security personnel, attempting to shove him to the ground for yelling when they were supposed to be silent. His mouth was covered by tape during this process.

　　"Your Majesty, you are free to leave at this time," The gatekeeper mumbled, and then we took a few steps, and we were finally on the forest ground. It's hard for me to say how many times we should repeat this.

　　But the werewolves in ...