On the streets of Spring Queen City, a commotion suddenly broke out.
The crowds by the roadside shoved and retreated, yet could not resist standing on tiptoe, watching the one man and three women approaching from the end of the street with equal parts curiosity and awe.
"Hey, hey, did you hear? The Demon Hunter Pirates were completely wiped out at the harbor not long ago..."
"Looks like those people did it!"
"Huh? What I heard was that it was their pet dog..."
"Shh! Keep it down. Who knows whether these people are bounty hunters or pirates? Don't get on their bad side!"
"The news got around, huh."
Noah bit into the popsicle he had just bought from a little roadside shop and skillfully tore open the wrapper with his teeth. "When we entered the city just an hour ago, we weren't drawing this much attention."
Too many eyes on him. It was a little irritating.
Just as he was about to take a bite of the popsicle, he noticed that the three women were staring intently at the lower half in his hand. When he looked over, they immediately shifted their gazes away as if nothing had happened.
Oh, he knew this feeling well.
Noah glanced at the popsicle in his hand. It could be snapped in half down the middle. Back when he was a child in his previous life, only the closest of friends would share the other half with each other.
Were they planning to secretly compete and see who would get the lower half of his popsicle?
"No need for that."
He shrugged and lightly tapped the popsicle with his fingertip. A gust of wind whistled past, instantly dividing it into four even pieces. With a casual toss, the other three pieces landed precisely