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After half a day's journey, I finally left that small road behind.
As for the main storyline? That could wait for another day.
And what about the Lettuce Lady? She could fall in love with whomever, wherever she wanted—she didn't hold a candle to the excitement of wizards and witches.
However, I managed to hold back in the end. Currently, I had an old flint, which ensured my safety, so there was no need to beckon the Spirit Monsters. I wasn't lacking anything.
Just as I was pondering where to go next, I heard someone calling me from behind.
The smile on the caller's face gave me the creepy illusion that they might sweep me away as well, sending a shiver down my spine.
Are all characters in fairy tales scavengers? Why were they all after old stuff? There was the old flint I carried and the oil lamp the other party wanted.