In Hwayang Village, people frequently hunted in the mountains, so their footwear was made of tanned animal hide, making them exceptionally sturdy.
However, they rarely used leather for clothing, except for the occasional fur-lined cloak worn during the coldest seasons—and even then, only when visiting neighbors, never for work.
Bok Taejin turned his gaze toward the creature in Heo Taegeon's hand.
It had a long, constantly twitching tail and a small head with vicious, gleaming eyes.
Even in the grip of a human, its life hanging by a thread, it still bared its teeth menacingly.
"Is this… a rat?" Bok Taejin hesitated.
Something seemed off.
He knew that rats came in various types—house rats, field rats, bamboo rats, even giant rats.
There were also lab rat, which had contributed greatly to scientific research.
But the only ones he had ever seen with his own eyes were the common house rats scavenging in garbage piles.
