in the land of Galonia, a pristine region under the protection of the empire, a land blessed with natural resources and its pristine beautyAt that time, Damian went through the cities to the villages with his beloved horse Clifford, patrolling to ensure the safety of the village and market traffic.

After a long patrol, Damian then rested in an artificial forest that was shady and cool, beautiful, green, with a beautiful flowing river, at the end of the forest there was a wooden house with The chimney is smoking, there are also many white clothes drying in front of the house

Clifford whinnied in complaint to Damian as Clifford's sense of smell caught a very delicious scent that made the horse hungry.,, but not long after the wind blew and the clothes that were being dried flew, until Damian caught them, Damian stepped towards the wooden door and knocked while his other hand held the clothesline he had caught

"whoever's in there, your clothesline is flying!."

he said raising his voice waiting for the homeowner to open the door