I'm Fine, Uncle!

Outside the palace, a man wearing a cloak and silver-colored mask flashed out on the street in the middle of the night while hiding from the soldiers who were walking down the street to keep an eye on. This was the first time this silver masked man had decided to hunt in the capital city, so naturally, he was nervous. Inside the mask, a layer of sweat had formed and dropped from his temples, making him feel cold in that area.

He was almost tempted to take off the mask and wipe his sweat, but thinking of how his identity was unique and people standing here would recognize him in an instant, he gritted his teeth and continued wearing the mask. He would just endure the feeling of a cold drop of sweat tickling his skin.