Chapter 51- Odeen is not off to a good Start

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Chapter 51- Odeen is not off to a good Start

[Keeno POV]

Our first night in the border city of Odeen wasn’t very interesting. Most of our time was spent looking for an inn and the one we found wasn’t the best. The beds were uncomfortable, smelled like mold, and were somewhat moist. And don’t even get me started on the...noises we could hear from the other rooms around us.

“Pram...let’s just go...I don’t want to stay in this city any more than I have to.” (Keeno)

I was fed up with this city and I hadn’t even spent a day in it. I saw the people around us that heard me speak back away a bit due to how cold and unfeeling my tone was, making me assume that my usual cold public face matched how I was feeling at this current moment.

“I agree. If I knew we would be kept up all night hearing that, then we should have just camped out.” (Pram)

‘Ama, did you know it would be this annoying?’ (Keeno)

{No. Even I thought it would be better than this.}

‘Then let’s hope it gets better.’ (Keeno)

“Okami, before we leave, we should get a map. We don’t know which direction to go.” (Pram)

“True. To the Guild then.” (Keeno)

We asked around to see where the Guild branch here was and after a while of getting either ignored or extremely vague answers from people who were unreasonably scared of us, we found it ourselves. Walking inside, we got curious glances and some glares for some reason. Looking around at everything though, even the Guild in this city felt seedy. Everything had this thin layer of grime, or at least it looked and felt like it did. We looked around for the appropriate place to buy a map and when we found it, we did our best to get in and out as fast as possible.

Looking around for one that was decent enough for what we needed took nearly 30 minutes and when we did find one, it was way overpriced for something that of its quality. After leaving the Guild, we quickly made our way over to the gate of the city and left. After a bit of walking, Pram finally spoke again.

“Keeno, do you think the rest of our trip through here will be the same?” (Pram)

“I’m going to hold out hope that this was just an exception and not the norm of this country. Because if this is what we have to look forward to, then I don’t think either of us will stay sane. I mean, I just feel...dirty after being there for a night.” (Keeno)

“I agree with you there.” (Pram)

Taking out the map we just bought and studying it for a bit, I decided on our route for the next few days.

“Looks like we can continue following this road and we’ll end up passing through another city in a few days. We can try and see if that place is the same as the last one and if it is, we’ll just stop by, resupply if we need to, and move on.” (Keeno)

{Hmm. Looking ahead, some of the cities on your possible routes will be similar, if not a tiny bit better. Most of the better off places are closer to the capital, and you aren’t going to be close enough to make that a small detour, and besides, going to the capital right now would be a bad idea, seeing how the Death Spirits are getting so excited.}

“Wait what?” (Keeno)

“Alright, sleep well Pram.” (Keeno)

“I definitely will.” (Pram)

She then latched onto my tail and quickly fell asleep.

“Hehe.” (Keeno)

{My future Apostle is so cute, though I am so very jealous right now.}

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your turn eventually.”

{I know.}

Chaos Realm:

Crisis: ...How enviable.

Order: Luna can give you some fluff, you know.

Crisis: Yeah, but I still haven’t figured out which kind of fluff fits me yet. I can see myself as a kitsune, but I can also see myself as a lot of other fluffy things as well. And then I need to take Mordred’s opinion into consideration as well.

Order: Then discuss it with her.

Crisis: I plan on doing that soon.

Order: Let me know what you decide and I’ll let Luna know.

Crisis: Hehehehehehehehehehehe.

Order: Now what?

Crisis: It’s just it’s been a long time since we sat down and had a reasonable conversation like this, it’s refreshing.

Order: And whose fault is that?

Crisis: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!