Royal Capital, 7th ring...
"5 apples for 1 copper.... 5 apples for 1 copper..."
"Please look here, We have the tastiest bread of all time."
....
The capital was more lively then ever and the vendors were shouting loudly in order to sell their stuff.
At the entrance gate of the 7th ring...
"Hello..." A man with blonde hairs and pitch black eyes walked upto the guard and raised his hand towards him for a friendly handshake.
He was wearing good clothes and had a smart looking friend with him.
These two were none other than Anon and Mike.
"Are you a royal ?" The guard asked.
"No..." The guy replied.
"Then how dare you think, that I am going to shake hands with you, Stupid ?" The guard asked with a smile.
'Master, should I slice his head off ?' Mike's voice resounded inside Anon's head.