In My Next Life I'll Win the Heart of the Male Lead
There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.
Betel
It's late night by the time we reach the halfway point to Kastellos. The quiet hamlet of Betel looms ahead of us. It's hard to tell if it's quiet because it's a small town at night, or for more sinister reasons.
Still, it's a waste not to take the opportunity to sleep in the inn when we'd only make it a few miles past Betel if we pushed and slept in the open field.
There's one small inn. The Karts Krey. It feels a little cramped just with the six of us walking into it, but to its credit, the innkeep is still awake and alert even at this hour.
The older woman curtsies in respect, apparently determining one of us - probably Lucas, given his absurd dress - must be a noble. "Greetings. Welcome to the Karts Krey."
Lucas ambles over toward her with a small smile. "We need beds for six. Whatever you've got."
The woman nods, looking us over in turn and then stepping behind the corner to check...her logbook, I suppose.