The market was alive with colors and chatter. But the moment Hazuki stepped in with seven kids trailing behind him and Kisha nervously walking beside, the atmosphere shifted. Whispers drifted in waves.
"Hey… that's the black-haired human, right?"
"The one who wiped out the Silveroad party in the arena?"
"Yeah, I saw it! He didn't even draw his sword until the end!"
"And those kicks… brutal! That guy's no joke."
"But… who are those kids with him?"
"Probably his kids?"
"No way! That woman's too young to be the mother of all those kids."
"Maybe she's his wife?"
"She looks like she's barely an adult! Isn't that weird?"
"Well… he's human. You know how they are."
"And did you see how he talks to the air? Still creeps me out."
"Some say he talks to spirits."
"That would explain the pink glow during the duel. Some kind of spirit pact, maybe?"
"Maybe he's a wandering noble in disguise?"
"Shhh! Don't talk too loud—what if he hears you?!"
