"A world of such grandeur shouldn't have such rigid definitions of 'life' and 'death'..."
Stepping into the Egyptian settlement, Hermes made no attempt to hide his presence.
Moments later, someone indeed noticed his whereabouts.
"Who's there—wait, who are you?! Stop, don't come any closer!"
Whiz—!
An arrow sliced through the air and embedded itself into the ground before Hermes.
Behind a distant wooden shelter, a skinny, ragged Egyptian watched nervously.
In such an environment, in this fractured world, beings like Hermes, resplendent and untouched by filth, had long vanished.
Stimulated by the commotion, more figures emerged from various places... Seeing this scene, the Great Alchemist merely spread his hands and smiled.
"[Food]"
As the words landed, the red rain falling from the sky blurred for a moment, transforming into a shower of barley and wheat.
