"It seems... it seems to be an adventurer!"
"But what's up with that monster?"
"Could it be a disguise?"
Listening to the villagers' hushed discussions.
It's quite ironic.
In his memory, he recognized a few people. After all, the village was this small, everyone was familiar with each other, meeting daily.
These villagers used to be the little bullies in the village. Although they weren't quite thugs, they occasionally used their dominant personalities to bully family and neighbors.
In the past, Gauss seemed to frequently be provoked by them. Fortunately, his family wasn't weak in the village, so they only dared to take verbal advantages without taking action.
Unexpectedly, facing them now, these few appeared as meek as quails, trembling like mad.
Gauss shook his head.
Riding on a golden chocobo, he waved toward their direction.
