The carriage moved slowly along the road.
The wheels creaked against the dirt as the horses maintained a steady pace.
Inside the carriage, Max was organizing his belongings.
His backpack sat in front of him.
An apparently normal backpack.
Max opened the main pocket.
Then he started putting things inside.
First, the shield.
It disappeared into the backpack as if the fabric had swallowed it.
Then the provisions Bim and Bam had given them.
Bread.
Dried meat.
Fruit.
After that, a hammer.
Moonlight tilted her head.
"…"
Max kept storing things.
A bag full of gold coins.
Several bottles of water.
Then some spare clothes.
And another set.
And another.
Moon slowly widened her eyes.
"Dad…"
Max looked up.
"Yes?"
Moon pointed at the backpack.
"…How many things can fit in there?"
Max shrugged.
"As many as I want."
Moon looked at the backpack again.
Then she looked at all the things that had already disappeared inside.
