Hilia slowly approached the village.
From the outside, the village appeared peaceful and serene.
The village was surrounded by yellow walls, seemingly made from materials refined from sand.
At that time, the wind was calm, and at the gate of the walls, two bare-chested burly men were standing guard.
As Hilia approached, she vaguely heard them talking, but before she could listen closely, they stopped talking and looked at her, this 'traveler' whose presence completely clashed with the village's atmosphere.
One of the darker-skinned men shouted, "Stop, who are you? Why have you come to our Mitian Town?"
"Mitian Town?" Hilia tilted her head, blinked, and said, "Hello, I am a traveler passing by. I haven't had any water for three days. May I come in to replenish my water supply?"
The two men exchanged a glance, and the other man said, "We're sorry, Mitian Town does not welcome any foreign travelers."
The dark-skinned man said, "Unless you can bring us 10 scorpion tails."
