Walking in Another World

precious as a lady.”

“Uu… Thank you.
Keep rubbing my back.”

“We should’ve eaten lighter.”

“Everyone else seems fine…”

“Ah… I asked about it before and they told me it’s only hard at first.
Then they laughed and said they got used to it.”

“I see…”

“I don’t think I want to travel like this long enough to get used to it, but it is fast.”

“Yes, it does have that going for it.”

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“We’ve been working hard, haven’t we?”

“Yes, we sure have.”

“…I guess there’s no point in ignoring reality.”

“Yes.
Maybe they never even became slaves.”

“But I don’t think the empire would just release demi-humans for free.”

“Yes.
And they could have been bought by someone else already.”

“I know that.
That’s why I check with the slavers to try to identify who bought them if they were sold there, isn’t it? Sorry.
I didn’t mean to lash out at you, Chris.”

“It’s fine.
But what are we going to do now? Look for an inn? Check out the guild?”

’

“Let’s go to the guild first.
I want to check the quests.”

“All right.”

“There’s not a whole lot here.
I figured the capital would have more.”

“There aren’t a lot of people around either.
Maybe they all took the quests and left.”

“That could very well be it.
Let’s just show our card in the reception and ask for information.
Excuse me.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“This is our first time in this city.
If you could give us some information about this area, we would appreciate it.”

“Very well.
Do you have guild cards?”

“Yes.”

“Rank C adventurers… Miss Rurika?”

“Hn? What?”

“…And you are Miss Chris?”

“Y-yes.”

“Can I check your cards?”

“Yes.”

“I am done checking them.
I have a message addressed to the two of you.
Sign here please.
Yes, thank you.”

“Who is it from?”

“Ah, maybe it’s from Sora.
Maybe he’s worried about you, Chris.”

“Geez, stop that already.
So the letter… Let’s look for an inn first.”

“Yes.
But what are we going to do now? There aren’t any good quests, and having a look around the city isn’t really…”

“Ah, there’s the inn they told us about.”

“It looks pretty nice.
We will be staying for three nights.”

’

“Ah… The bed feels nice…”

“I agree.
So, who is the letter from?”

“Hold on a second… Eh…”

“What is it?”

“It says… Morrigan.”

“Morrigan? Grandma Morrigan!? But she is dead already.”

“Yes, she is.”

“What does it say?”

“Hn… It can’t be…”

“What?”

“The Magic State of Efa.
We will meet in Majolica…”

“What does that mean?”

“…Sera…”

“Eh? What?”

“I don’t know.
But it’s written here.”

“…It is.”

“Do you think it’s really her?”

“I don’t know.
But both grandma Morrigan and Sera’s names are here, so it could be.”

“What do we do?”

“We should just go.
We were planning to go to the Magic State of Efa next anyway.”

“That’s true.”

“…We should check if there are any wagons available tomorrow…”

“…Yes…”