A group of carriages traveled along the coast.
The carriages were adorned with bright colors, and the luggage compartments were filled with equipment used for performances.
It was obvious to anyone that they were a wandering circus troupe.
The first to witness them was a quick-footed child from the village who spread the news.
Children from the village gathered along the roadside.
They looked at the approaching caravan with expectant eyes.
The village they lived in was the largest in the area, conveniently located right next to the main road.
The weekly market always took place here.
The children naturally thought the circus would stop by their village.
However, the rat men sitting on the sidelines with annoyed expressions blocked the road.
"Shoo! Get out of here!"
"No business today! Move along!"
They paid no attention to the children's protests and drove the carriages through.
