The handkerchief was sprayed with perfume, making the carriage unusually fragrant.
Winters helplessly said, "Once this helmet is on, no one can tell if it's a human or a ghost inside. If there really is something popular, it's just this armor. If you wear this and take a turn in the square, you'll definitely get more attention than I do."
Anna laughed with a snort, placing the neatly folded handkerchief in Winters's hand, "Alright, alright, keep these handkerchiefs. When you're old, you can reminisce about your glorious days with them."
"Do I need them?" Winters felt both annoyed and amused, "I'll show you a magic trick."
Having said that, he placed the helmet on Anna's head and, clutching the handkerchief, stuck his hand out of the carriage window, focusing his mind.
