A few minutes passed. The men around Lyrian and the fatty continued to give them some tips on how to survive in the Dark Lands.
Afterward, the other men dispersed as Jeol led Lyrian and the fat young man to a place of lodging.
They went past a wall consisting of the back walls of a few tents and tin houses that had a passage in the middle.
On doing so, they entered what seemed to be a small courtyard surrounded by various small tents and tin houses in a square shape.
"Since you guys are new, you can stay at my place for a few weeks until you get accustomed to living out here..." Jeol said with a slight sigh.
From the look on his face, it seemed he didn't want these two idiots in his house, but he was too kind to do anything else.
The fatty quickly thanked him, "T-thank you, sir!" He bowed his head deeply.
Jeol looked at Lyrian, who nodded his head slightly to show gratitude.
