The next morning, Hutson arrived at Larry's home, prepared for the journey ahead.
Unlike before, he no longer looked like a wizard.
Dressed in light armor and with a sword fastened to his waist, he bore the unmistakable presence of a knight.
This armor had cost him seven magic stones at the flea market—a steep price, but worth it. Unlike conventional plate armor, it was reinforced with protective enchantments, making it exceptionally durable against both physical strikes and magic.
Hutson had decided—once he left Moonlight Woodland, he would travel under the guise of a knight. Walking around in wizard robes would only make him a target among common folk.
Larry took one glance at him and smirked.
"Ready?"
Hutson nodded.
"Good. Follow me."
Larry led him upstairs, moving through floors Hutson had never explored before.
By the time they reached the eleventh floor, Larry came to a stop.
