In the morning sunlight, the young driver gripped the reins and vividly recounted his experiences of encountering the Puppet Master several times before.
Although the mysterious figure in the carriage behind him remained silent as ever, appearing not to care and seemingly asleep.
Yet the young driver just lowered his voice and prattled on to himself.
He marveled at the power of the enigmatic Puppet Master whose Puppet danced with ease among two demons, untouched by their attacks, while every stroke of the Puppet hit the demons' weak spots.
Such a fluid and graceful slaying of monsters filled the driver with excitement and he couldn't help but express his admiration.
Even though the important figure behind him did not respond at all, the young man, accustomed to talking to himself on long journeys, chatted on without concern.
Eventually, he even started talking about his parents, his family, and how he inherited this shabby carriage from his unlucky dead father.
