After looking with amusement at the little children who ran away from me, I went back again.
Since I had already learned enough of the language of this country, I decided to talk to one of the villagers I would have to meet.
I remembered that there were a few villagers sitting under a tree in the center of the village and I was going to go there and I was going to ask them what I needed to do to move here.
That was my plan, but as I was walking to the center of the village, an anomaly greeted me. Among the little children who were playing together, a little girl who pointed to my hair and called me "uncle" was suddenly blocking in my way.
"My mother told me that you are not a magician because our village is blessed by the warrior god, and magicians can not enter into our village."
At first I wanted to ignore the little girl or quickly dismiss her, but what the little girl said caught my attention.
