Book 3: Chapter 68: An Unpleasant Dusk
Scarlet
I wake up in the middle of the morning to the sound of my rooms window opening, making me shoot up while activating my armor, only to find a demon peeking their head through the raised hatch of the window.
Then our gazes meet.
Shit, he mutters making me realize I dont have my cloak on as his eyes wander to my ears, but I dont give him the time to retreat as I wave my hand, sending several blades of blood to skewer the guy, knocking him off of the window in the process with a scream of pain.
Annoying.
I get up out of the bed and walk over to the window before looking down to find him with a blade of blood running through each extremity as he fails miserably to get up off the ground while screaming. So I end it quickly with another blade of blood straight through the throat of the demon who happens to be another mummified orc.
To my surprise, no one leaves their homes or stores, ignoring what had happened. And just a few minutes later, a guard of the city walks into the street before glancing at the corpse, raising his hand, and burning it to ash. Then he looks up at me, his eyes widening at the sight of my ears.
A second passes in silence.
The guard bows his head in polite respect and walks away.
Huh.
Guess its perfectly fine to go murdering a would-be thief.
I close my window again, wishing I had some sort of skill that could trap it or protect my room from thieves. But then again, my instincts and life sense make it so that I wake up right away. So its not really an issue.
Just means Ill be waking up every time a thief sneaks in. Or tries to sneak in.
Actually, now that I think about it, the inn had a clause about thieves, didnt it? Something about the rooms having enchantments to block people without a key to the room from actually getting inside even if they opened the window or the door.
Meaning the idiot probably wouldve been stuck at the window even if I didnt wake up and kill him.
I stare at the closed window for a few seconds before shrugging at the thought and going back to bed, deactivating my armor as its not the most comfortable thing to sleep in.
After waking up at dusk, I have food brought to my room where I then eat it and begin leaving the inn. Only to end up finding several guards standing outside, making me tense up. But none of them seem ready to fight, or even tense at all. Which confuses me.
Are you Miss Scarlet? One of the guards asks, bringing my attention to the center one who is Class IV and closer to Class V than III.
Wait, are you upset you cant travel on me while were in the city?
He doesnt respond, basically admitting his guilt.
I am not your mode of transportation.
The tanuki doesnt respond.
Im not.
Seriously.
He still doesnt say anything.
I huff very lightly in irritation as I continue walking through the street with the guards. And eventually we reach the large manor. Or rather, the gate to the large fence around it, where the guards open the gate in short manner.
Then we proceed inside.
The manor itself is quite large and is made out of a mixture of wood, which I cant help but wonder where they got, some sort of silver metal that has mana in it, and sandstone. Its about four stories tall and is very wide but not too long.
Overall a nice place, but not of a style that I like. Not somewhere Id want to live.
But Ive also grown to dislike sand in my time on this continent, even though its only been a month.
Honestly kind of wish I chose to go to the Northeastern continent instead already. Even if there are gluttonous ghouls and envious spiders there.
You think as youre going to go see a spider, Tar comments, making my eye twitch.
Shes a Sloth Sin spider. Its not the same.
And besides. From what Ive heard, shadow weavers dont use their spider form very often. Because they apparently are able to weave their shadow silk better in their human form for some reason.
Doesnt make much sense, but Im not gonna question it.
Anyways, most of the guards leave me once we get to the porch of the manor, leaving only a single guard still with me who escorts me inside.
Time to meet the baroness, I guess.