With a crisp slap, Schneider spirals out and tumbles a few rolls after falling to the ground.
The grassland is silent, everyone is looking at the young man who suddenly appeared.
They see him squatting on the ground, holding two toads covered in frost, gently pressing his face against them, with a face full of sorrow~
"…"
The people around are looking at him dumbfounded, unsure of what to do. He had hit their leader, and he himself looks rather distressed. So, should they hit him now... or...
Everyone comes over and looks at the leader, Schneider, waiting for his command.
Puff!
Schneider struggles to get up, spitting out a mouthful of blood. When he sees the pitiful look of the young man in front of him, he is stunned. Isn't it me who is injured... what's with this guy?
"Hey!"