"Ew, the smell of human blood is fishy," commented one of the Elves pointing a sword while covering his nose in distaste. "Yeah, there's nothing good about them," the other Elf said. I gritted my teeth. Damn them, instead of helping, they were making fun of me! Being too angry, I pushed Mr. Shuan out of the way, to hell with the trouble I would get into later. Celine was already crying out hysterically as she shook her mother's body. I quickly lifted Anne's body, but I forgot that I wasn't that strong. However, I tried with all my might to carry her somewhere, certainly away from the savages who were just watching this event. "Where are you going, human? Duke Nephim is still here, so why do you think you can leave without his consent?" The dark blue-eyed elf seemed to be the leader of the aides because he was the most talkative and had the most annoying face. I rolled my eyes lazily. "Didn't you see that someone was injured? You must have no intention of healing him, I'll take hi
I forgot when was the last time I had roasted chicken, back in Swinggelir, it was rare to have chicken dishes. Most of the time it was goat meat, wild boar, or deer. Here, now, I understand the pleasure of well-prepared wild chickens, with crispy skin and tender, juicy meat. It's no wonder everyone swarms around it like flies; if I were a second late, I wouldn't get any."Delicious, isn't it?" I asked Celine, who was devouring chicken thighs, her mouth smeared with food. She nodded, though her eyes occasionally glanced towards the treatment room.The reason we're here, surrounded by drunken people, is because of hunger, of course. I handed over Anne's care to the healer who preferred grappling with potions in Lord Crys's room.Not only for that reason, but also because we intentionally didn't eat before the party so we could taste various dishes. Who knew something like earlier would happen? Now, I also have to make sure I'm full since I don't have any money left to exchange for gold
"Uncle Owen?" I let out a small exclamation as I entered this dusty convenience store, and I even felt the dust thicken after the last time I came here. I held my breath with difficulty as I was sneezing from the dust particles. I knocked impatiently on the counter. Where could that man be? Was he hiding under the counter? To be sure, I called his name several times but he still didn't show up. I glanced at the blacksmith's stall belonging to one of the getrios opposite this shop, he was forging an enormous sword. The sound of forging mixed with thumping also graced my hearing since I stepped into this area. I couldn't wait to leave, not only because I had to pay the remaining medical fees, but it was already noon and I wasn't comfortable staying here for too long. I woke up late after the party and also carried Anne who was still unconscious to her hut last night, luckily Mr. Gunter put up a poster that his shop was closed today. Besides, my reason was because today was the day w
My sword clashed with the blue blade of the sword wielded by the young man whose name I didn't know. Damn that Duke Nephim, after casually saying that I was going to duel, he pushed me and the young man into the middle of a compact street surrounded by curious-looking people. I dodged the sword slash with ease, fortunately the youngster didn't seem to have any fighting experience because he was so amateurish. I even noticed that his hand was trembling holding the hilt of the sword, either because he was afraid or the sword was indeed heavy because it was deliberately created for Elves whose stature alone was very different from humans. "Lyn, finish him!" another young man exclaimed while taking turns making fun of me. The young man named Lyn was getting more and more excited swinging his sword and I backed away to dodge, not intending to retaliate. If there was anyone I wanted to retaliate against, it was the Duke who was standing among the stalls with his arms crossed. His lips wo
When I went to the street, I found that the exhibition was still going on even though I had time to cook and eat for a while, which was still accompanied by Anne's hysterical screams. I didn't really know what to do to help her, and then I remembered when Anne told me that she was sexually abused by Celine's father. It was very complicated and I wasn't the right person to consult. Saving Celine was my mission, and I certainly wouldn't be able to separate her from her mother after realizing how affectionate the child was despite her mother's abuse. Celine was also still a child even though she was already very independent. I tried to rack my brains, the situation was very different from when I faced Adellia. At least that princess has a decent and luxurious life. I wondered if there was a profession like psychologist or psychiatrist in this world? But, I thought it must exist, I just didn't know where to find it. Before I knew it, I had arrived in front of the doctor's gloomy house
I held my head while tugging at my hair, hoping that the whispers that had been buzzing in my ears would soon disappear. The whispers were interrupting each other, but I couldn't understand what language they were using, but I was definitely getting dizzy from it. The figure of the Elf was still in front of me, even though I hoped it was just a hallucination that would soon fade away, but it stayed where it was while continuing to look at me with its white eyes. The whispered response was soft, but sometimes it seemed like someone had deliberately turned up the volume so that it could suddenly become loud. This must be the Duke's doing, for sure! I must immediately give him a reply not to mess with this! In that state, I was still conscious enough to leave the house wearing slippers and not forgetting to close the door. It was just that everything in front of my eyes felt like I was being distorted from one world to another. The sound of people chatting made me dizzy, coupled wit
Arriving at my small hut, I realized that I didn't have any weapons, only a kitchen knife that I was sure wouldn't be able to scratch the skin of supernatural animals. I girded my loins and quickly headed to the market after grabbing the remaining silver coins. Seriously, why did the money run out so quickly? Uncle Owen would definitely get angry if I exchanged any more gold coins anytime soon. However, I have no other choice now. Mr. Gunter's stall was closed and I didn't know where his house was, so I decided to go to Getrios Quvic's stall which was still open at this time of night. There were still other stalls selling snacks and I could hear the conversation revolving around the young men chosen to accompany the Elves. They looked happy and proud, but had they been followed by an Elf Duplicate, they wouldn't have said so. Mr. Nick's stall was also still open and I would visit there later as well as take Celine home together. "Good evening," I greeted the Getrios who was busy w
Before I knew it, dawn had arrived, and just as the Duke had told me to come at 5am, I had finished getting ready. The most important thing was that I had to hide the leather pouch containing the gold coins because this hut was easy to break into if there were any pickpockets in their right mind who wanted to break into this miserable hut. I wrapped it in a plastic bag and covered it with a pile of old cardboard boxes, then I put it in a corner, because this hut was just a box and I had nowhere to hide it. Just in case, I also brought the remaining silver coins, which were only 20 pieces left because I also had to buy boots, along with five gold coins. I don't know, I feel like I should bring them in case I get lost in a village where the cost of living is higher than here. However, I hope that doesn't happen. The sky was still dark and it was still quiet, Celine's door was still padlocked, a sign that she and Anne hadn't come home all night. I was quite worried considering Mr. Shua