While living in this world under the name Hawthorn, I had never felt such humiliating insult in my life. I thought I had reached the peak of misfortune yesterday when trapped by Lexington, but now, as I saw my whole body being forcibly touched and my buttocks cleaned with a wet cloth without my consent, I finally understood the meaning of humiliation.
"Well, she's perfectly fine. Just needs some rest, and soon enough she'll be back to barking," said a chubby woman with a turban around her head.
I furrowed my brow and stared sharply at the fat woman.
Did she just compare me to a dog?
"Thank you, Madam," replied the Old Man.
The chubby woman, referred to as Madam, chimed in again, "Oh, Old Man Sig, where did you get such a good item? Exchange it at my shop, and I'll give you 50 gold co
