As my companions examined the face mask I presented, their expressions shifted from anticipation to simultaneous exclamations of horror. "My lord, this face mask is horrific!" they exclaimed in unison.
I chuckled and agreed, "Indeed, it sure is."
The mask, adorned with a long scar from my head to the bottom, created an intentionally hideous appearance.
Mia, with a teasing grin, questioned, "Are you sure about wearing this, my lord? You'll look way too ugly and maybe somewhat scary."
Without much thought, I confidently replied, "Yes, now let's stop talking about useless things and head to the east district."
Compiling with a mix of amusement and skepticism, they followed my lead.
Exiting the "Dairy" shop, we arrived at the bustling streets of the eastern district.
It was far more crowded than I had anticipated. Sensing the overwhelming crowd, I directed my companions to the corner of the streets.
Power Stones- you can give. Show you support for more.