Giggles and laughter rang out as a group of boys and girls, around the same age as Taylor, chased each other playfully, bounding into Leo Ray's line of sight.
Upon seeing Taylor under the tree, the group of children stopped in unison and gazed straight at him.
Some of them held wooden swords, some wore strange dragon masks, and others were dressed in princess gowns. Despite their various attires, their eyes were all filled with mockery and contempt when they looked at Taylor, as if they were looking at an outcast.
"Isn't this the Son of the Dragon Slayer, Taylor?"
The boy with the wooden sword stepped forward and sneered, "My father said he's going to the elder to report you today, and he'll kick you and your father out of the village!"
"Really? That's great! Finally, we won't have to see this annoying fool anymore!"
Another boy, with a dragon mask on his head, chimed in, "Having a dragon slayer live in our village is an insult to Divine Dragon Village!"
