405 || Chapter 394 || Where Are You?

A wondrous smell filled Moulin's nostrils.

It made his stomach grumble but before he could sate his curiosities behind the thick brick wall of the building, a firm hand reached out to fix the light blue shawl covering his head like a hood. It conceals his hair and, barely, his face. For some reason, his two friends were adamant to want to have hidden his face.

"It'll cause an uproar." Said Ghana.

Jagra suprisingly, and hesitantly, agreed. Moulin only thought they were exaggerating. Nevertheless, he didn't care either way if anyone saw him or not.

With a wide grin, Ghana leads the way with large strides. She stepped out from the shadows and welcomed the bustling street with her eye-catching appearance. The people selling and buying from the stalls paused, looking at her with shocked expressions. A strong-looking woman like her seemed to catch the attention of the crowd at first sight. Gazes drowning in admiration and regard immediately spread around her.