It was a man who was carrying a huge longbow and had a crude machete hanging on his waist. His eyes glinted between the tangles of his disheveled hair.0

Crockta greeted him. “Are you alive? We are—”0

However, before Crockta could even finish his sentence, the man pulled out his machete and aimed it at Crockta. "Fuck off, thieves.”0

“We aren’t thieves. We are just—” Crockta tried to explain, but the machete drew closer to him, making contact with his skin.0

Crockta’s eyebrows twitched in irritation. Nevertheless, he decided to take a step back first since he and Tiyo had entered the man's home without permission.0

“Understood. We will leave, so please put your machete away,” Crockta said.0

Upon hearing that, the man withdrew his machete.0

Yet, Tiyo, who had been watching them, jumped up and down agitatedly. “Ah, no! We are—!”0

“Shut up, little kid,” said the man as he glimpsed over at Tiyo.0

“What did you say? Little k-kid?” asked Tiyo in shock.0

Crockta had to hold Tiyo back, as he looked like he was ready to put his General to use.0

Meanwhile, the man approached the magic staff that had been protecting the area. He tapped on something, and the staff’s blue energy returned. The energy spread everywhere and created a faint shield around the fence.0

“We didn’t have bad intentions. We will leave now. Please stay alive,” said Crockta in farewell.0

Then he crouched over to leave through the hole under the fence.0

The man glanced at Crockta but didn’t respond. Crockta shrugged and crawled through the hole.0

While the man stared at Crockta receding in the...0