"Old Man, you slowly start making your way, you've stayed with us more than enough anyway!"
Toraman seemed a bit pissed about this situation. Coupled with the uneasiness of the obstacle that appeared before us, he could have snapped the old man's neck like a pretzel stick at any moment.
"Headline, take good care of yourself."
"We will see each other again tomorrow, right my child?"
The old geezer had realized that today's leeching session was over, but he was working non-stop for happy tomorrows.
"Yes, I am a man who keeps his promises!"
I answered by furrowing my brows, acting a bit annoyed by the question. Upon this, the tail I had voluntarily attached behind me quietly started making its way inside the shield.
"Let's get back to our business, friends. We earned the pants you see in my hand from the mobs we slaughtered on our way here, and you wouldn't believe it, we have one more of these in stock!"
Corduroy Pants
Level - 0
Endurance: +2
Defense: +1
