Getting chased by knights or some angry merchant was the norm for you, although it didn't make it any less annoying. For some reason, the plaza was particularly packed today. It was easier to get lost in the crowd but more difficult to run away too.

Right as you finally thought you had lost those damn knights, you felt yourself lose your footing. By instinct you close your eyes to brace for impact, yet it never came. Instead you heard a loud, cheerful voice. "You should be more careful running around like that! Next time, I may not be here to catch you!" You opened your eyes to see a man with pale blue hair. His clothes were practically screaming 'this guy's got money!!' with how expensive they looked.