Akumbo already predicted it, the people in the village were laughing at him when he was back, drenching in sweat and wobbling as he made his way to the village hall. He ignored the people who laughed at him and guided the player. When he was about to fall, the player caught him in the neck and carried him.
It was embarrassing for sure, but he was comfortable enough for him to forget the embarrassment. He was dead tired, and he felt like throwing himself on the bed right away. However, he still had a duty to fulfill, filling the report about the player for the Elder and Chief Moussa.
As usual, two guards were standing at the entrance of the village hall. They looked displeased with how the player carried him. Maybe they thought the player treated him unfairly or hurt him, but he immediately waved his hand at the two guards.
"It's fine. I am just dead tired, and Sir…" Akumbo furrowed his brow, realizing that he did not know the player's name. The player never said his name.
