The moment Lordmoonlight stepped within Aron's range, he straightened his back in an exaggeratedly dignified pose, as if he hadn't been tiptoeing toward him just seconds ago.
With all the grace of a noble who definitely wasn't sneaking around, he lightly tapped the bangle on his wrist, dimming its glow as his figure appeared.
"He's trying to rip you off. Don't buy that awakener," Lordmoonlight said calmly, walking with the composed air of an expert, as though he hadn't been creeping around moments earlier.
Aron turned, surprise flashing across his face as though caught off guard.
"I'm Lordmoonlight," the man said, stretching out his hand for a handshake.
But the hat on his head trembled ever so slightly.
He froze for a moment, then quickly pulled his hand back.
Aron, who had also reached out, stopped midway.
He didn't find it strange.
Whatever that thing on Lordmoonlight's head was, it was clearly the reason for the man's sudden change.
