Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 154: Open and Candid

During Indahl autumns, the sky turned dark slightly after six.

An official from the Indahl Revenue Office, accompanied by two clerks, rode robust lizard horses along a small path outside the north city gate, galloping toward the gate.

Rural workers who had spent their day working in the city and were returning home hastily made way upon recognizing the uniforms. Not until the trio from the revenue office disappeared from sight did these apprehensive workers dare to spit and mutter under their breaths, "Damn bad luck, seeing those yellow dogs!"

The uniform of the revenue office was primarily a golden yellow, loathed by both city dwellers and rural folk. Nobody liked having to hand over their hard-earned income to these officials.

Of course, the officials of the revenue office never cared about their popularity. Being liked by the public wouldn't add a single copper to their salaries.

Turning off the small road and sighting the towering north city gate, the slightly overweight tax officer slowed down his whipping of the lizard horse.

Despite the animal's high endurance and carrying capacity, its comfort for riders was no better than a regular horse. After just over an hour in the saddle, the officer felt a soreness in his inner thighs.

Noticing there was still time before the gates closed for the night, the officer, grumbling about the annoying tax-resistant farmers, stopped his horse by the roadside to relieve himself. Having drunk quite a bit of rum on the way back from town, he had been feeling the urge for a while.

His two clerks, also having indulged in rum, followed suit. The three men faced a nearby woodland, and the sounds of flowing water ensued.

After finishing, they were about to remount and head into the city when one of the clerks caught a glimpse of something and turned around abruptly. In the depths of the woods, a shadow flicked and disappeared.

"Who's there?!"

The clerk instantly drew his revolver from his waist and strode into the woods. Unlike other departments, each official clerk in th

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