The Eastern Gate!

Zion heard the hustle and bustle of the city when he was still standing on the narrow forest path that ended behind a small hut. Since he had reverted to his original identity, his clothes were identical to those he wore when he first arrived in this world. There was no point in changing his clothes since all the servants that he had seen in the city were dressed similarly.

Even if he wanted to, he didn't have the luxury of changing his clothes since time was ticking by so fast that he expected the enemies to have attacked the kingdom by now.

He was absolutely correct.

From the forest, he sneaked into the city and saw that almost everyone was on the road. Standing on either side of the road were soldiers wearing golden robes with black-colored straps at the ends and a sword hanging from their waists. The soldiers sternly stared all the citizens at as they pushed the latter toward a gate in the north.