"Go away, you filthy bum!"
The constables of Athos were merciless towards the homeless, who loitered around the city, especially during the day. The authorities believed that they gave the city a poor image in the eyes of tourists and businessmen.
The man whom the constable had just chased away truly fit the part. His clothes were torn and disheveled, and he emitted a strong odor as if he hadn't showered for days, which was partly true.
Damon hadn't had the chance to shower, having traveled from the mountain to the city. The journey had been uneventful, with no wild beast attacks or encounters with bandits.
Upon reaching the outskirts of the city, Damon had experienced genuine happiness when he realized that he could understand and speak the local language. The missing memories of his transmigrated body seemed to have no impact on its daily life habits.
