Zaneck followed her closely and was ready to confront her if needed. He turned his head sideways, as if he were looking at the houses and stores but his eyes focused on the people behind him. He recognized two people, the first being Louis the village idiot. Usually, he wouldn’t be sober at a time like this but he brushed past Zaneck in a moment. The second was the drunk man from before ogling at the same waitress from before, but there was always a chance he could’ve been after him. Before long, he realized that this path was a quick path to the castle. This aroused his suspicions even further and his need for information overtook his mind.
He looked around while quickening his pace as close to his target but as far from the young, drunk man. Soon enough, he found an alleyway which was small enough to walk into and strode into it. He swiftly climbed up using the windowsills as support for his hands, leapfrogging from one window to another and before long, he had reached the roof. From there, he looked down and watched as the village idiot and the waitress commence with their conversation, ready to continue moving as soon as their speech was ended.