City of Ilma, Outskirts.
A middle-aged farmer was slowly making his way to his farmland early in the morning, just like usual.
Seeing him walking on the road, a fellow farmer who was working on the field right beside the road smiled and shouted,
"Oh! Old Paul! You are here early today!"
Hearing the shout of his friend, Paul stopped and replied in a calm voice as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"The weather's hot today, so I thought it would be better to finish up work early today…"
"Also I had no money to drink yesterday, so I couldn't even sleep properly… even cheap wine is so expensive these days that it's unbelievable!"
Hearing Paul's words, his friend sighed and shouted loudly while replying from far away,
"Oi oi! It's already been three months since the incident with Beila! How long are you going to mess around in the taverns?"
"There are plenty of fish in the sea; you should move on now from the past, you know!"
