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Just like what I thought they would do, these men did indeed bring me inside of their camp. But the moment I saw the head inside of the place, I realized that they are not just normal people. All of them were wearing something on their shoulders. A piece of cloth that was wrapped around his shoulder, had a symbol that I never knew. Well, of course, I do not know since I am new in this world. But seeing that makes me think that these people belong to some kind of group, the term in this world might be an order of something. Though I don't know what kind of order it was... I do find it very intriguing, to say the least. But I have to stay low profile, meaning that I must act as a bow. By that was to become a real object, that is not to say anything or let my voice out. Because as soon