Crescent Moon Village, on the outskirts of Lyra city.
A tall man wearing a cloak swaggered into the village. This person's walking posture was a bit unnatural. He knocked on the door of a commoner's house, asking to buy their food.
"Hello beautiful lady, I am a peddler in Lyra town. My money and food have all been robbed, I only have a few small pieces of jewelry left. Can I use it to exchange for food with you?"
The freckle-faced woman being called a beautiful lady shyly blushed. She raised her eyes to look at that tall man from top to bottom, feeling this person's appearance was a bit bizarre. His face was quite small but his beard was too thick, making his face look even smaller.
The man covered himself entirely from head to toe, his hands a bit too thin and small.
