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
It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of freedom as I've always been stuck in my hut and working in the stalls. The horses proved to be in top condition as my horse was able to adjust its speed despite being ridden by three people. A gust of wind slapped my face and made my hair that had reached my eyes flutter, ah, I always forget to cut it. I tightened the reins as the road widened, no longer lined with stalls, but instead with rice paddies and fields filled with tall plants. This is also the other side of the village I've never been to and we're now heading east, to the exit gate of the village which is a dusty, frail archway. I was even worried that it might fall at any moment on the people underneath, but that thankfully didn't happen. Cheers and waving hands lined every street we passed, the villagers looking very enthusiastic and waiting by the roadside. However, once we had passed the gate, the situation was immediately transformed by the dry, cracked earth that l
The sky had begun to darken in the gaps of the foliage, the trees caught us on either side. Now we are on foot while leading the horses to find a place to rest, so far the mysterious forest is the same as the forest I have entered in general even though the entrance is like absorbing us into another dimension. There was nothing strange, the forest path was not narrow to confine us, especially the tall Elves could still move freely. The leaves were standard, not small and close together or wide and jumbo. The breeze was gentle, and I didn't feel any threat. A few rustling sounds were heard, but it seemed to be squirrels or birds in the trees. "My lord, there's quite a large place up ahead," said Wryth, who was now always in charge. As the leader of the aides, he must be in charge of protecting Duke Nephim. Before long we arrived at the place in question, tendrils of roots were rising on the surface of the ground that would make it difficult to make camp. However, we weren't going ca
About the offerings, they didn't even try to argue or reject them. Ordinary offerings were given to the deities in the temple, so that the Elves would be granted good fortune and power. Damn, to hell with that! "Are you for real? Humans who are sacrificed will die a slow death," Duke Nephim said with a smirk. I don't even understand why they still do that, since they're already strong and immortal. What else could they ask for while hoping for a creature they'd never meet? I then let out a tired sigh. "Well, whatever it is, I'll take care of it for sure. That way you don't have to bother looking after us, right?" I said sarcastically. Duke Nephim nodded. "You have the intelligence to make suggestions to me and know my intentions. Actually, I'm here to look for strange creatures like hydras or destroy the dragon kingdom. However, I would be very happy if I could add an offering!" He exclaimed enthusiastically. The elf then looked me right in the eye, as if eager to chant me for th
1"Stop, dragon! I have a pact with the Elves! You must have heard!" I screamed hysterically as the dragon opened its snout wide which began to precipitate fireballs. No! This can't be happening. "Hey, listen to me!" I got up and approached it after reflexively dodging. I tapped its unusually hard scales until my knuckles turned red. Then, there was a coughing sound that made the ground and trees shake violently. I realized that the dragon coughed while releasing a little flame. At this point, I had already surrendered because the human agreement to become an offering must have been bound. However, the dragon turned to me and I saw the edges of its eyes watering. "I forgot about that. It's a good thing you reminded me so I could hold my fire breath and only cough from holding it in," he said. I gaped at it, on one hand I was relieved that it didn't attack the Elves, but on the other hand I was surprised that he would take my word for it. Physically, this dragon was not much bigge