Chapter 390: Moon Fang Part 1
The scent of fresh bread wafted through the windows of Louise’s small home and spread through the busy street. Loh kept her hood up to hide her face but the sheer massive size of Maximus drew the wary eye of every passerby.
“Keep watch,” Loh said and jumped off his back.
The centaur grunted in acknowledgement and hefted his ax.
Loh pulled out her key from her pocket and was relieved to find it still worked. She quietly opened the door and tiptoed into the house. Everything seemed the same, small corridors, a flower pot on the small table in the small living room.
Small.
Loh supposed ‘small’ was the way commoners lived their whole lives. Their world revolved around such a small area, a hovel, a neighborhood, a district. Most commoners never left the village they were born in. Their dreams were small and they never spanned beyond the horizon. Loh had once had large dreams, dreams borne by her ancestors that had spanned across the ages. Now, her dreams were small, if she could just have a few people in her life then perhaps that would be enough.
Louise was in the kitchen, sharpening a long cooking knife on a whetstone.
“Who are you planning to kill with that?” Loh said jokingly from behind.
Louise yelped in surprise and dropped the knife. She spun around and saw Loh leaning on the doorway with a wide smile.