The Unfortunate Pseudo Dragons

"Much better." Gilbert said happily to Austin after walking two rounds in the tent in his new shoes.

"Yes, I got this from Levin." Austin sat by the side and drank a mouthful of milk, he said, "His son is about the same age as you. Levin brought a few of his son's things with him. I didn't expect it to come in handy now."

Gilbert stomped his feet on the ground again and asked Austin, "I want to take it out for a walk."

"Okay, but remember not to step on the pool." Austin nodded and reminded him, "Also, remember to come back early. We are going to the hot spring at nine o'clock, Gilbert."

Without waiting for Austin to finish speaking, Gilbert had already walked out of the tent.

Gilbert ran in the opposite direction of the hill that he had previously scouted. The gnome's special technique of crouching on the ground made his movement very stealth, as if he had not weight at all. The sponge insoles on his feet did not cause him any trouble.