Chapter 45: Three Fools
"Quite the performance, Elder Kokho."
Elder Kokho chuckled nervously, wiping sweat from his brow. "Thank you for the compliment," he rasped, his voice betraying his anxiety.
While Bozo didn't advice Kokho to maintain silence, he thought that it was understood! However, Kokho, unable to see the younger generation think high and mighty of themselves, almost destroyed the plan.
"Elder, I hope you'll refrain from doing such things in the future.", Bozo added, asking Kokho to control himself.
"Yes, I will. My bad.", Kokho admitted his mistake as he continued walking, slowly and steadily as Bozo was hopping.
About five minutes later, they arrived at the village. A bit away, yet elder Kokho noticed a bunch of humans clad in leather armors, holding spears and swords in their hands. They numbered ten.