11 Chapter 11: The Observer and Florensia Town

H: "Hng…"

A bright light peered my eyes open as I slowly open them. Then I tried to use my eyes to shield them from the unbearable light but it continued to blind my sight for a short while.

??: "Ya~"

H: "… Who?"

??: "Don't tell me you forgot already…? You're making me lonely…"

A voice that sounds familiar or not, resounded in the place where I am in. It echoes slightly along with that of a static kind of sound like those you hear in a [Communal] I use to communicate with my squad members.

I opened my eyes completely and what greets me is the figure which I just saw a day before. The white figure who is responsible for transferring me to another world.

H: "Y-You… I'm here again?"

White Figure: "Yep~"

The figure answered nonchalantly which is something to be expected as it may seem for me. I don't know but that's just how I know this guy should be.

H: "So? Why am I here again? Did I die again? No way?? Did Ceres kill me while I'm asleep?!"

W.F: "… Ahaha… Well I can't blame you for thinking that. But, nope. She's not that heartless, you know. Well, lately."

H: "Phew… I see. Hm? Lately? I don't think so. I also don't think she's heartless."

W.F: "That so?"

The figure turned his back to me and walked towards some sort of a table with two chairs that are aligned perfectly.

Just where the heck is this place?

W.F: "Well, I told you this is the space I created."

H: "Stop peeking through a person's mind."

W.F: "Mufu~ I'm awesome, right?"

H: "Nah. Just plain creepy."

I crossed my arms as I shiver away from the white figure. This entity is dangerous as i thought so.

W.F: "…"

Seriously, you can't even compare this guy to Anya who just feel your emotions and even do something about it to help. This guy's just peeking without even a care for the world.

W.F: "A-Anyways… Sit for a while."

H: "Hm…"

I followed his instruction and sat across him. Then all of a sudden a light shined in his heands and two cups and a teapot appeared on the table.

… So bright…

H: "You really like lighting up things, huh?"

W.F: "Doesn't it make me like, cool?"

He poured somewhat like a tea into the two small tea cups and gave me the other one.

W.F: "Don't worry. It's not poisoned."

Maybe he noticed my suspicious glare at the tea cup.

H: "Sure."

I took a sip from the tea and it tasted like those my mother prepared for me when I was a child. That tea is hardly available even back in my world when the war began.

W.F: "Surprised? I like tea too."

H: "Won't you start explaining why I'm here again now?"

After sipping more, I place the tea cup down and faced the white figure in front of me who is also drinking his share of tea.

W.F: "Hmmm… How is it?"

H: "What is?"

He placed down the tea cup down on to the table and stared at me straightly. The figure has no face but it is clear to me that he is looking straight at me.

W.F: "The other world."

H: "… Honestly, it's cool."

W.F: "I know right?!"

The figure jumped from his chair and slammed his hands on the table expressing his delight.

H: "Yeah. It's like those in the books that I read and games that I played when I was young."

W.F: "Right. I actually read those too."

H: "Really now?"

It's somehow unexpected. Or like, how would he even read in a place like this or how would he even get them?

The white figure sat down after calming down.

W.F: "Ah… Stop that 'white figure'."

H: "Then what should I call you?"

I'm kinda getting used to it now. This guy peering inside other people's head. Damn.

W.F: "Hm…"

Then without me noticing, the tables and chairs have disappeared and I found myself standing. The white figure is now almost three meters away from me and is like floating.

W.F: "I am…"

The ground began shaking but I didn't feel it in my feet. It was like I feel the tremor in my body but I don't feel the shaking itself.

The explosions, the running footsteps of the soldiers, the wheels of the artillery and tanks, I've felt them like it was the normal thing to feel for me. I've felt this sensation a lot when I was still a soldier. Back when I was still fighting other countries soldier's.

And right. "was". I'm no longer a soldier like I was back in my world.

I died. The soldier called Second Lieutenant Hans Schmidt is no longer alive.

I may be reincarnated with my memories still intact but in that world where I was raised, gained experience, laughed, cried, fought, the "me" there is long gone.

I may be thinking this but I don't feel anything about it. Is it because this realm is not real? My body here doesn't feel anything? Or have I accepted the fact that things that are lost won't come back anymore?

Then as the tremor gets stronger and stronger, I once again heard the voice of the white figure.

W.F: "I am… [The Observer]."

H: "Obserever…"

OBS: "I observe. I watch. I gaze. I know. I learn. I understand. … I am a knowledge."

The Observer slowly drifts upward as he speaks.

OBS: "The events that happens everywhere, I observe. I watch. I gaze. I've seen many lives. Experiences. Emotions.

Happiness…

Sadness…

Anger…

Despair…

Love…

Hate…

I've seen them. Watched them. Gazed at them. I have observed and still observes.

From the moment of birth. And to their last breath. I observe. Life as a whole is what I observe."

The observer's voice reverberate throughout the place. It created a lot stronger tremor that shakes my inner core as he speaks. But all the while I didn't feel any fear.

Then with a light flash of brightness comes a number of pictures, no, they're more like videos that are playing repeatedly all around the place circling us. They're people I haven't met or known. I can see their smiles, their tears, the laughter, their anger, their sadness, their loneliness. All kinds of lives are portrayed in each screen.

Perhaps these are the people the observer have watched.

OBS: "I've learned. I've felt. I've experienced. I've understood. I knew. I knew too much. But the likes of me are greedy. I can't stop knowing. I can't stop understanding.

Too much learning… Feeling… Experiencing… Understanding… Destroys.

But I still observe. And now I've learned."

I… I can somehow understand.

… I can get where he is going. Too much knowledge and understanding in something will only bring you to your demise. Understanding something will only give you the choice of not choosing anymore. In the end you won't have a choice to do. You'll only end up accepting. Accept and let the world do whatever it wants with you.

I was once like that.

OBS: "And so… It's your turn."

The figure pointed his finger to me.

OBS: "What story will you give me? I'll observe. I'll watch."

H: "…"

I unconsciously gulped as I saw him directly speaking to me.

OBS: "The time is nigh. Lead your own story from here on out. What knowledge will you bring me?"

H: "… Leave it to me."

I formed a fist and placed it in my chest with vigor.

??: "H-Hans…"

As I was resolving my heart, I heard a soft voice calling for my name. It rang like a gentle bell and caresses like a soft melody.

H: "Huh…?"

The surrounding place began darkening like my eyes are closing.

...

..

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??: "Hans…!"

H: "Hng…?"

Then all at once, my body felt heavy and I remembered everything that happened.

I wake up.

??: "Hans? A-Are you awake…?"

H: "A-Ah… Tia, huh? *yawn*"

T: "Ah~ G-Good morning, Hans."

H: "Good morning."

The moment I opened my eyes, I see Tia by the side of the couch where I was sleeping kneeling with her hands placed on my arms. It seems like she was shaking me to wake me up.

The birds have already started chirping and sunlight is already bathing the room with a refreshing tint of white. I haven't got how the seasons work here but the morning is warm like it is back in my world.

I was brought to this world around the third week of December therefore it's quite cold there. Right now here, it is the month of Seres, which is the equivalent of July in my world. I guess this means it's still summer here.

It's just my guess, though.

In the end, what was that guy, the observer, wanted from me?

T: "A-Anya told me to wake you up."

H: "Thank you. That's admirable."

I pat her head as my expression of praising her. I also didn't let the chance to pass and touch her ears.

H: "Yep. It's soft."

T: "Awawa… I-It's embarrassing…"

I stand up from the couch and stretch my stiffing back muscles to refresh my mind. I look around the house to once again picture it inside my mind. Yesterday night wasn't the time to look around comfortably.

The stairs that go down to the ground floor is located in the rear left corner of the house if the entrance is the front. That is also where the living room is fixed. On the opposite side of it was the bedroom with the door facing the kitchen and dining. The bathroom is inside the bedroom.

A: "Ara~ You're awake now, Hans. Good morning~"

H: "Yeah. Good morning. I'll borrow your bathroom."

A: "Okay~ Ah. Can you go wake up Ceres on the way~?"

H: "Leave it to me."

Is what I proudly said but, I can only imagine her beating me to a pulp.

I entered the bedroom and went directly to the bathroom, did my business, wash my face and gargled. I have to buy my own toothbrush. If there is one here, that is.

H: "Phew…"

I got out of the bathroom feeling refreshed and was thinking about how to wake Ceres up. I went towards her bed and see her lying wearing only sleeveless shirt and shorts. I think my guess is right it being summer right now. She sleeps like a log, curled up like a cat with the blanket covering some parts of her body.

H: "Hm…"

Now what should I do? How can I get out of this predicament without being killed?

C: "Hnn…"

Oh? She's waking up. Then I guess I won't have any problems anymore.

H: "Good morning, Ceres. Today is a good day."

C: "… Hn…?"

She seems to be still half asleep as she rose up to a sitting position while rubbing her eyes as she stares at me with them half closed.

But on a second thought…

H: "G-Good morning, Ceres. Isn't today a great day?"

C: "Hn…"

She continues to stare at me while slowly closing and opening her eyes.

This is really bad… What in the world is Anya thinking making me wake up Ceres when she's this so defenseless in the morning? Aren't you worried about me attacking her?

… Not that I will though.

One of the sleeves of her shirt slides down her shoulder almost exposing more than should be and her hair ruffled maybe because of her sleeping habits.

I-It's kind of erotic…

H: "A-Ahem… You should wake up already."

I once again spoke to wake her up. As expected I can't touch her and shake her up with her still being half asleep. I'm confident enough in her hate for me, where I know that that will be my one way ticket to the afterworld if I did that.

But I can't deny that this is a sight for sore eyes. Her rubbing her eyes, and the slight nodding with her mouth slightly open.

I am truly a guy.

C: "Huh…?"

Then slowly her eyes widen…

C: "… Y-You…"

…and face became flushed in an instant.

I'm dead.

C: "Alright. Sit down there and I'll kill you."

She grabbed the dagger that was placed beside the bed atop the small closet.

Why does she even have her dagger even in her sleep??

H: "W-Wait a second! A-A-Anya did…!"

Her shoulders are trembling while she fixes her shirt with her head hanged down, maybe suppressing her anger.

I have to think fast!

C: "No more excuses!!"

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..

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H: "It hurts…"

I used the spoon to scoop for rice and placed it in my mouth.

We're eating breakfast as of the moment. Seated in the dining table just besides the kitchen, Tia sits next to me with Anya across me and Ceres next to her.

Ceres is eating silently but it's obvious that she's irritated with her contorted eyebrows as she chews away her breakfast.

The breakfast consists of egg, and a meat that is sliced like a pork belly, and a bread toast. This pork belly looks like a bacon. Hm…

A: "Hans… I'm sorry…~"

H: "It's okay. It's not Anya's fault."

C: "That's right, Anya. Even if you did ask this guy, he should have enough delicacy to not leer at someone while their sleeping."

Ceres then shoot a glare of daggers at me.

H: "I wasn't leering."

Just a little bit. Yeah.

C: "Then what were you doing then…??"

Ceres heaved an irritated sigh with her eyes closed while stabbing the pork belly that looks like a bacon with the fork, like she's taking away its life.

The poor bacon.

Tia gingerly eats her breakfast while gripping her fork and knife that seemed large enough to fit her hands.

Her cheeks is stuffed and looked like a squirrel. I'm being healed.

H: "… I don't have any excuses for that."

Right. Even though I was asked I should've thought about the one being waken up. I should be honest and apologize.

H: "*sigh* I'm sorry. I was just mesmerized when I looked at you."

C: "Pfffftt-!!! *cough* *cough*"

Ceres suddenly spew out her coffee that she was just drinking after I apologized.

C: "*cough* Wh-What are you suddenly talking about!!"

H: "Huh? I was apologizing. I admit it's my fault."

C: "N-Not that!"

H: "Mesmerized when I looked at you?"

Ceres' face then was painted with red from bottom to top as if her blood has come flowing upwards.

C: "…~!! S-Stop that! Idiot! Don't talk! Don't look! Don't breathe!"

H: "Huh?! I will die!"

She flailed around while covering her face and body with both her hands.

T: "Awawa~ Y-You two… Stop fighting…!"

Ceres is pointing the bread knife at me while flailing wildly. Beside me is Tia trying to calm her down.

What's wrong with her, though? I just apologized…

A: "Hans~ Is that calculated~?"

H: "Calculated? I just apologized and said what I thought."

A: "Ara~ So it's natural~ Fufu~ Hear that, Ceres~?"

C: "H-Hmph! I don't care what an idiot has to say!"

Ceres then stuffed her mouth with her breakfast in one go.

H: "Ah."

Now I see.

T: "Hans…?"

H: "I see. You got embarrassed, eh~?"

C: "…~~!!!!! Wh-Wh-Who's getting e-e-embarrassed by your mere words?! H-Hmph!! Thank you for the food!"

H: "Haha. She can be so cute at times."

A: "I know right~"

Anya nodded and agreed at my remark.

T: "A-Ahaha…"

While Tia just laughed wryly from the display.

A: "Ah. Ceres~ wait a second."

Ceres was about to go her way downstairs when Anya called out to her and gestured with her hand to lend her an ear.

A: "*whisper* *whisper*"

C: "H-Huh?? Why should I do that?!"

Now she's got the heck of a face there. You can't show it to children or she'll make them cry.

A: "Ceeeereees…?"

C: "… Grr… Hey you. After breakfast. Come with me. And Tia too."

T: "E-Eh? Me too?"

C: "Yeah."

H: "What's up?"

C: "Just shut up and follow, blockhead."

H: "Got it. Wait for me."

I finished what remains in my breakfast and stood up from my sit. The breakfast was actually really delicious, it reminded me of my mother's cooking. I can't help but feel nostalgic about eating it.

H: "Thanks, Anya."

A: "You're welcome~"

T: "Awawa… W-Wait for me, Hans…! Thank you very much, Anya!"

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.

T: "Uhm, Ceres…? Where are we going?"

C: "Ahh… Yeah. We'll be buying some stuff, Tia."

T: "Hmm…~"

H: "Do you need me for that?"

We are on our way to the market place after we're told by Anya to buy some stuff. I took a bath at least but all I have to wear is this torn and hole-filled military uniform. Well I washed it so there's not much of a problem. Tia is also wearing her clothes yesterday. I can already guess what our objective for today will be.

C: "I won't need you for anything, but Anya insisted."

H: "Haha. You're weak with Anya's words, eh?"

C: "It doesn't concern you."

H: "What are you being shy for? It just means you really care for her."

I said 'shy' but all I can see on her face is pure irritation.

T: "C-Ceres! What are going to buy…?"

As if Tia wanted to change the topic to prevent further sparks from flying, (mainly from Ceres), she posed a question about our agenda for today.

C: "Clothes for you. We can't have you wear the same clothes every day, right?"

But whenever she speaks with Tia, it turns a complete 180 and even smiles at her sometimes. Maybe she loves children too?

… Not in a weird way, of course.

C: "And…"

T: "And?"

C: "Anya told me to show this guy around. You told us yesterday night that you're already accustomed to this town right?"

T: "Y-Yes!"

H: "Oh right. Now that you mention it, aside from the time we went to the festival and the time when I searched for you, those were the only times I saw the town. I wasn't even looking at the places much that time. Haha."

C: "Yeah. That's why Anya told me to show you around. Tch."

She's clearly displeased about it. And she's not even trying to hide it from me.

H: "I see. Thank you, Ceres."

Ceres is walking by my side with Tia on hers and I turned her way to thank her.

C: "… I was just asked by Anya."

H: "But you're the one here so let me at least thank you."

C: "Hmph."

She turned her faced the other way like a snob. Well I can't help it. She really does hate me after all.

Merchant: "Come on, come on! This one's cheap! You can buy one and take one as a freebie!"

Merchant: "Hey there, this one's made by a famous artisan. Want to check it out?"

Customer: "That's too expensive! Make it a copper cheaper!"

We arrived at the vicinity where all kinds of merchant lay their merchandise. Different kinds of people gather in the area and all sorts of techniques are being displayed by merchants to attract them The clothes that we saw yesterday is nowhere to be seen and are replaced by normal ones.

Well, normal I think, for the people around here.

I scan through the people walking around from the Lunaria up to here and saw the difference in their outfits and get up. If you compare their dress to my world, it would look exactly the western design during the medieval period.

Mainly crafted from cloth and is designed with some leather and fur of feral animals. But from time to time I encounter some people wearing a high-class dress that is without a doubt those of a nobleman.

Good thing I also read history books. It's not a problem for me to classify these things. Still, that is if they are the same with my world. Worst, if it was the other way around.

Nah. That would make it strange however you look at it. Even the way they move and act is elegant from wherever you look at them.

Noble Lady: "Good day to you."

A high class looking lady greeted me when we passed by them. I just nod my head like they did out of confusion.

There also those having some traits that are none with humans. Like the ears and tails of the Faunalians. But other than them, I also spot those that have long ears and silver hair like Sofiel's. Though I can still count the numbers with my hands when I spot an elf(?).

Oh right. I forgot to have a conversation with Sofiel. I'm really intrigued by his looks and more especially, his race. But then again, that can wait.

I saw a lot more different things from my world, in which it's like this world is saying "It's the other world!" to my very face. But one thing I find peculiar is the way how people look at me. I guess my clothes are really out of this place.

T: "Ceres, Hans. C-Can I have look around…?"

C: "Sure. Pick whatever you like."

Tia flashed a huge smile after she was told to choose her own dress. In the end, Tia is still a girl. No girl would want to have only one pair of clothes for the rest of their lives, moreover a plain and dull one.

H: "Isn't she adorable~"

C: "Yeah. But I don't want to agree with you so shut up."

H: "Yep, yep. I know right?"

C: "*sigh*"

I'm surprised at myself how I'm getting used to talking with Ceres. Every time I talk to her, it's just either she's angry or ignoring me. It's only my second day with them so it can't be helped. I just don't get why she's so cautious around me and why she hates me so much.

C: "You go look for yours too."

H: "Me? Is that okay?"

C: "Yeah. Don't make me repeat myself."

H: "I see. Thank you. I will look for one."

After giving me enough money, I then left Ceres while she's looking out for Tia who is browsing through the dresses that are meant for children. I found a stall that sells simple clothes for men and started browsing for myself. They are only simple with their design but a lot of types.

There is shirt that has long sleeves that is made from cloth paired with a denim pants. I guess this world's craftsman knows how to manufacture denims. I thought for sure that this world is incomparable with my world in terms of technology. To the point where it's almost like I was sent to the past. But denim in a medieval setting world, huh… Talk about strange.

There is this one buttoned shirt that has long sleeves with a collar. The color is a bit to my liking with it being black. It seems to be made from a different cloth from my world.

H: "Hey, pops. How much's this one?"

Merchant: "Did it catch your eye, I presume? You have good eyes, master. This one is made from the specially farmed thread from a dungeon near here."

H: "Hmm… I see, wait, 'master'?"

This merchant is using the polite way of talking to me like I'm some important person. Well, it's not that important anyways so let's leave it at that.

Merchant: "30 coppers for you, master."

H: "30 coppers… Isn't that a bit pricey?"

Merchant: "Th-That's the usual price nowadays. The supply of cloth is decreasing for the past month because of the diminishing numbers of the hunters who dive in dungeons to gather materials."

H: "Hmm…"

Before going out, I was taught about the basic things about buying things by Anya. The currencies in this world is divided by [copper], [silver], [gold] where the highest amount is the gold. A hundred copper is equivalent to 1 silver and 100 silver is equivalent to 1 gold. Simple as that.

I can buy a basic meal for around 8 coppers and one night at the inn would cost at around 20 coppers. That also depends with the facility of the inn, it can be expensive and can go around 50 coppers per night. But that's only applicable for noblemen who have it easy with money. Ceres gave me 1 silver to buy my clothes. So I can fairly guess that their on the average class.

The minimum wage in this town is 5 silvers a month and I think it's enough for a single person. But I can't be too sure since I haven't studied the economy of this world yet. Well maybe this town is on the average side too and the pricing in other places is different than how it is here so I wouldn't know.

But 30 coppers for a single plain shirt is asking for too much. I can already buy almost 4 meals for that.

H: "Ehh. 20 coppers?"

Merchant: "28 copper, sir."

Kuh. This merchant is tough.

H: "25 coppers?"

Merchant: "*sigh* Okay then, sir."

H: "Deal. Thank you."

After the fierce haggling with the merchant, I bought the black, buttoned shirt and tried it on. I was scared for a minute if it would fit me or not but it was perfectly my size. I folded the sleeves up to my arm and buttoned it up to my collar bones.

Oh it has a white thread design running through the edges. It's not that apparent from afar but it really gives off a cool vibe. Now for the bottom, that grayish denim pants will do. But I learned this time and tried it on first. It was bit too tight for me.

Merchant: "Ah… that one is for Faunalians. They have smaller stature so it would not fit you, master. I recommend this one. It has the same design but a fit for Humans."

H: "I see. So Faunalians have smaller statures. Maybe that's why Tia is so small."

Merchant: "Will you buy it?"

H: "Yeah."

After a bit of another fierce haggling, I bought the pants and another pair of the same design but with different colors. I'm not that picky with what I wear so I just went with the same design. But at least I need to have a few more pairs.

The boots is still fine and is in good condition so I just went with it. I just fold up the pants in a way that it won't obstruct the boots.

H: "Ceres. I'm done with mine."

C: "Hm."

H: "How do I look?"

C: "You look like a proper human being now."

H: "What did I look before to you?!"

T: "Waaaah~ Hans! You look so cool in your clothes~"

H: "Heh."

I spread out my arms to my side and faced Ceres with a proud face.

C: "Don't expect something from me, slime."

H: "So I'm a slime now. I feel like I ranked down in your eyes."

C: "Yeah. Slime is much better for you than idiot, slime. Slime doesn't have a brain you see. So it fits you. How's that?"

Ceres displayed a smug face.

H: "…"

T: "U-Uhm…"

Tia who became worried tried to break the worsening atmosphere.

H: "Well, thank you, Tia. You look so cute too with yours."

I pat her head to reassure her of what I just said.

She is wearing a white, long sleeved, one piece dress that is tied in the waist by a leather belt that is attached with a small bag. The top has yellow colored vest that fits with the skirt and belts design. It seems she is worried about her ears and bought a wide brim hat that comes along with the dress. Out from it is her hair tied into a braid with a small ribbon at the end.

Now that I have a good look around, all Faunalians wears hat or whatever that can cover their heads.

Maybe there's some kind of custom surrounding their ears?

T: "Th-Thank you very much, Hans!"

Tia slightly jumped from her feet as she expressed her gratitude.

H: "Ceres. Here's the change."

C: "Hm? You did not use them all?"

H: "Yeah. I haggled too, so I got some of them cheaper than they should be."

C: "Hmmm… You know your stuff."

H: "Is that a compliment?"

C: "Of course not, slime."

After looking around for a while more, we proceeded to the destinations that Ceres would show me around in.

Ceres gave me a small piece of map to guide me while looking around. There is the canal that flows from west to east just south of the plaza. Ceres said that the lake from the Traveler's forest flows down here exiting the east part of the town making it a great supply of fresh water. Of course the water is still filtered before it is distributed to different houses.

H: "Say, Isn't the mana concentration higher for these kinds of water?"

C: "Hm? How did you know?"

H: "Nah. It's just my speculation. I guess I wasn't far off then."

C: "Yeah. Water have higher conductive properties for mana so you have to filter the mana first to make it safe for consumption."

So mana can be like electricity. But instead of passing through it, it stays where it is.

H: "Thought so. Besides, it's water from a forest. You told me yesterday that the flow of mana in forests and dungeons are different than it is in residential areas."

The western part of the town consists of mostly residential on the guard post. There are a lot of stationed guards with swords hanging on their waists and some holding spears. Those on the gate are armored with heavy metals that you can see in museums.

I can see how the security is strict in this town.

C: "Here is the trademark of the town. It is called the [Fountain of the Beginning]."

H: "Hmmm… That name's a bit grandiose."

C: "Yeah. It was built by the founder of the town only by himself. Then the next generations improved it to how it is now."

H: "I see."

We are in the center of the plaza which is also located in the very center of the town which branches in four ways. The north street, east street, west street, and south street are accessible from here. This part of the town has the most flowers that spreads from all around the edge. The pavement is of course made from crafted cobblestones but there are a lot of fences that separates the pavement from the growing flowers and plants.

H: "It's not called Floresia Town for nothing, huh?"

C: "Yeah. It had no name until a witch grown the flowers here as present and then the towns people agreed to name it Floresia. It means flower and is also the name of the witch who flourished them."

H: "Oho~ I see. You're knowledgeable about it."

C: "I just like reading, that's all."

I guess this town has a lot of history to it.

C: "Then lastly here is the [Guild]. It is also the station for the mayor. The mayor is usually the [Guild Master]. This will be the last place."

H: "Guild…tWhat does the guild do, by the way?"

C: "Hmm… It's troublesome to explain so I'll let the receptionist do it."

We entered the huge swing door and found ourselves among the different kinds of people.

H: "These guys are adventurers?"

C: "Yeah."

There is a person who is holding a huge axe from his shoulders expected from his build. Others are clad in robes while holding either a staff or wand. There is also one wearing a skimpy wear with a small dagger hanging by her waist. Some are armored heavily with a huge sword attached to their backs.

In other words, this place is awesome. It tickles my childish heart.

H: "C-Ceres. This place is cool."

C: "Hm."

T: "U-Uhm… Hans."

Tia pulled me by my shirt while fidgeting with her little hand on her chest. Her eyes darts around the area painted with an anxious face.

H: "Are you scared?"

T: "I-I am not. Do not worry…"

She's showing a strong front for a change. That's really cute.

H: "It's okay. Just hold my shirt and don't leave my side, okay?"

T: "O-Okay…"

We then went our way to the receptionist who is the far back of the place. We were greeted by a beautiful young woman who smiles warmly at us. She has wavy and fluffy hair that is tied in a ponytail and gentle eyes and is blessed with bountiful chest. She looks exactly like Anya as I remember her cooking with her hair tied in a ponytail too.

??: "Welcome, you three~"

C: "Yeah."

Even her way of talking is exactly the same as Anya's. Haha, it's such a small world.

??: "How's the tour, Hans~?"

H: "I had fun, thank you."

??: "I see~"

H: "…"

…

It was actually Anya herself.

…

..

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Chapter 11 End