We stay in for the night and rest until the sun comes back tomorrow. Although it is better for us to reach the Nylsshys as soon as possible, everyone has their bodies kneeling on the ground, begging for a rest. And rest it shall be. We don’t have any time to exchange words of wisdom or stories, as the two carnal desires have kicked in. The faster these two can rest, the earlier they will wake up. And if we can resume to the road, we will reach the Nylsshys in no time... maybe a few more hours from where we are. Since Chloe and Prince Faelar aren’t up for the quest, out of good heart, I have volunteered myself to keep watch. And this time, I will not go offline or go into rest mode. I know I have done it a while back, but I will not risk everyone’s life to do it the second time. Chloe unlits the campfire, so we will not be seen by any bounty hunters or rogue adventurers. Although the fire can serve as our light to shine at the darkest corners of this forest, it can also attract unwa

The place is no different than the one we have from the Honeywood town. However, this time, the city is larger, and more people come and go. Protecting the Republic is a wall that covers an entire, and these panels are imbued with magic and other materials that works well against physical penetrations.We have been stopped by a couple of watchguards posted on the gates. There is a line filled with civilians - tourist or not, but no humans. Chloe and Prince Faelar are the only humans in the place. So before we can enter and fall in line, I ask the two if they can disguise themselves, hoping nobody will catch them.I also ask Prince Faeler if he has some connections with the guards that can get us inside way quicker. He tells me he has a few familiar faces who know him… But what I don’t know or realise is that Prince Faelar is a prince from the Eastern Republic… meaning, he’s also a demi human, but somehow has changed his facial feature to blend in with us. Although that thought has ent

Let bygones be bygones. The con-artist who had screwed us over is an old lady, but that’s alright. We just hope that the merchant will use our money for good… and not spend it in one place. Chloe and I have a ton of Credits, which up until now I have no idea about the value of it. Prince Faelar doesn’t say anything, since Chloe and I are the ones who have purchased the items. But just as the saying goes, this will serve as a lesson. It is what it is. Our previous Credits sat around 18,728 C. But we have spent around 3,000 C for the two cloaks and five distinct, but comfy casual clothes meant to be worn inside a room, especially on a regular day or when Chloe plans to sleep. THREE. FUCKING. THOUSAND. CREDITS. Even though I have no idea what three thousand Credits can do, it still sounds a lot, if someone asks me. We only have 15,728 Credits left in our disposal. And it’s not something she needs to have everyday, since we’re constantly outside living in the woodlands. But, hey! At lea

“That is pretty… embarrassing. But I like it,” Prince Faelar mumbles, and finally says what he’s thinking about.“While we were walking down the streets and everyone was bowing their heads to greet each other, I… I didn’t know that. Us nobles have a different way to greet each other… And after all this time, I have no idea how the common people talk to each other.”“All this time, you have never talked to anyone in the village before? Except for the nobles, of course,” Chloe asks.Prince Faelar answers, “Yeah. My parents told me that there is a better time and place for that, so they isolated me from the outside world. The window from my castle was my only friend. But when I became a herbalist… or took interest in concocting medicines, I somehow made a connection when I told my butler to give those that I made to the villagers. But I never directly met them before. Only this once.”Chloe pauses for a while before continuing to her next sentences. “Hmmm. Then how is your experience in

“THE ADVENTURER’S GUILD IS RIGHT AROUND THIS BUILDING?!” I shout, when we find out that the place we are looking for is already right in front of our eyes. Yep. That’s right. The gargantuan and familiar sized logo with the words written beside it “Adventurer's Guild” is something nobody will miss. Unless, of course, they are a gun and a princess with a prince. There’s no point in crying over spilt milk, so Chloe and Prince Faelar enter the adventurer’s guild and proceed to the receptionist desk. The place is a whole lot similar to the adventurer’s guild we have visited. The only difference it has are the adventurers seated on their chairs and the design of the walls and paintings at the sides. A couple of these adventurers are humanoid creatures that share a resemblance of animals such as dogs, snakes, and even foxes. Others are plainly creatures that I can mistake them as monsters if it weren’t for their intellect and morals of not causing a scene. Maybe my mind is corroded with