The merchants were initially apprehensive, gripping their weapons tightly. But when they saw the bulging coin pouches jingling with the sound of colliding metal at the Kobolds' waists, their gazes instantly changed.
Money could blur racial boundaries, at least in the eyes of businesspeople.
But the appearance of Kobolds truly did not align with human aesthetics.
To humans who rarely interacted with non-humans, the appearance of Kobolds was even somewhat terrifying: their wet noses sniffing everywhere, their sharp teeth exposed when smiling. This led to the scene unfolding before their eyes: the burly Magnus, standing at one meter ninety, was trembling as he was surrounded by several Kobolds not even reaching his waist.
