Chapter 106
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: Village Chief's Daughter - 1
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Just before Elin plummeted into the sewer clogged with all sorts of filth and excrement, I managed to grab her at the very last second.
“You okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
One might expect a scream, but Elin answered with calm indifference.
That must mean she trusts me that much.
“Kid, do you even know what you just did?”
“Let me go!”
Fores had miraculously seized the beastkin who shoved Elin. The young beastkin boy, suddenly ensnared by vines, couldn’t budge an inch.
‘Those aren’t horns—they’re tree branches.’
As I marveled at the vines sprouting from Fores’s head, he turned to me cautiously.
“Hero, what should we do with this boy?”
“Part of me wants to toss him into the sewer the same way, but nah. I’m not about to stoop to his level.”
Hearing that, Fores immediately released the young beastkin boy, who bolted the instant he was free.
Thinking he’d put some safe distance between us, he turned back and spat one last remark.
“Rich bastards! This city’s gone to hell because of scum like you! Don’t act all pious! You’re filthy too!”
“No clue what you’re talking about.”
“Eek?!”
Of course, it was still just a single step away for me.
I crouched to meet the young beastkin boy’s eyes and issued a curt warning.
“Don’t pull stunts like that again. I’m letting it slide because you’re a kid. Otherwise, I’d have ripped off one of your arms.”
“Y-Yes...”
At my words, the beastkin boy turned meek as a lamb in an instant.
As expected, eye-level education is the best kind.
...
We scrapped the market tour for now and checked into an expensive inn.
“Sian oppa, I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“Because of me, it caused trouble.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Elin, so don’t mope. It makes oppa sad.”
“Okay. Thank you for saving me, Sian oppa.”
“What’s there to thank? It’s just what an oppa does.”
I kissed the forehead of the downcast Elin, then stepped out of the room.
Waiting outside were Elsia and Navira.
“Sian, what’s the plan for today?”
“Better play it safe and call it here for now.”
“Thank you for being considerate.”
“And Elsia, you rest too. You’ve had the roughest day.”
“Got it. Then I’ll catch a quick nap.”
With that, Elsia headed into the room.
Easy to say, but she was off to comfort Elin.
“Sian, I’d like to deliver a letter to my sister-in-law. Is that okay?”
“Hmm... Going solo might be risky.”
“I know it’s a burden on you, Sian. But wouldn’t it be best to hand off the letter today and leave the city first thing tomorrow?”
“Fair point...”
I didn’t want to linger long in this hygienically disastrous city anyway.
We’d bought most of what we needed already. Like Navira said, grab the rest quick tomorrow and bounce.
“Alright, Fores. Look after Elsia and Elin for me.”
“Yes, Hero. Take care out there.”
Since it was a pricey inn, it was relatively safe—I left them with Fores and followed Navira.
Here’s hoping nothing goes wrong.
“Whew~ How much for a pretty thing like you?”
“Look at that ass. Bet it’s super tight.”
“Babe, ditch that ugly bastard and hang with us. We’ll make you feel real good.”
Trash like this existed everywhere, apparently. Thugs lurking in the alley started harassing Navira.
“Sian, city folk are so weird. They say I’m pretty.”
“...Objectively speaking, Navira, you are pretty.”
“Really?”
Compared to busty bombshells like Sylvia and Elsia, she didn’t stand out as much, but Navira was no slouch in looks either.
Lugeron Village just has an unusual concentration of beauties, that’s all.
Navira had the kind of beauty that turned heads from plenty of guys.
Which was why I had to casually clear out the pack of punks closing in on her.
“I knew security was bad, but this bad? Feels like the city’s basically Rape Central at this point.”
“Sorry. It’s because I’m too pretty.”
“...You seem awfully pleased about it, Navira.”
“Nothing hits a woman’s ears sweeter than a compliment on her looks.”
“Right, right. I’ll say it more often from now on. You’re pretty, Navira.”
“Hee hee, are you trying to seduce a widow like me?”
“Better me than letting some weirdos take a shot.”
“Pardon?”
“Since Colin’s an adventurer, the guild’s the place to look, right?”
Every city had an Adventurer’s Guild, they said.
Not that it was real adventuring—most of their gigs were day labor in all but name.
“Y-Yeah, probably.”
“Hm? Your face is red. You feeling sick?”
“N-No. Must be nerves bringing on a chill.”
“Be careful. Hygiene’s crap here; who knows what you might catch.”
Just to be sure, I pressed the back of my hand to her forehead to check her temperature. But Navira swatted it away in a fluster and stammered a reply.
“Even as a widow, I’d rather avoid contact with strange men.”
“Ah, got it. My bad.”
I’d treated her the same casual way I did with family.
Gotta watch that. Don’t need folks calling me the Widow Slayer again.
“Let’s find that Adventurer’s Guild like you said.”
And so Navira and I wandered the city alone, hunting for the guild.
“Hey, big bro, I’ll let you finish inside on the cheap.”
“Bro, you’re huge. Bet that side’s packing too.”
As dusk fell, the city took on a whole different vibe from daytime.
“Everywhere we go... What a shitshow.”
“If it’s bothering you, feel free to indulge once.”
“Not in the mood. And I’m not the type to stick it in just any girl to begin with.”
Sure, my body was overflowing with lust, but I wasn’t about to vent it on randos.
Especially not in a world where STDs could spell real danger.
“Hmm... Thought you couldn’t resist any woman. Guess the rumors aren’t true.”
“What rumors exactly...?”
“Everyone in the village knows the talk among the women. Sian’s got a thing for older ladies, they say. Married women and widows alike are terrified of you.”
“No wonder they all avoid my eyes. That’s why, huh.”
Unjust rumors, but what could I do? Karma’s a bitch. Time to own it all and move on.
“But for someone with that rep, you don’t seem to mind hanging with me, Navira.”
“Even if I didn’t want to, you come find me anyway.”
“That sounds like a misunderstanding. I was looking for the Village Chief, not you specifically.”
“Joking aside, talk like that wounds me. I thought we’d gotten close by now. Guess it was one-sided.”
“...You’ve gotten way too good at teasing me.”
“Of course. I worked under the chief for years.”
“He’s one of a kind... Ah, there’s the Adventurer’s Guild.”
Chatting idly with Navira, we finally spotted it.
The rundown building caught me off guard—it looked more abandoned shack than guild hall.
At first I thought it was derelict, but plenty of people inside let us slip right in.
“Heard that? Tower of Wisdom soap’s already up to two gold coins.”
“Driving me nuts. Washing with just water lately—when do I get a real scrub?”
“Ugh, so damn itchy. Golom, scratch my back.”
“Gross.”
“C’mon, please.”
The first floor was a rowdy tavern scene.
Guys chugging beer.
Dudes brawling in the corner.
Onlookers spectating.
And weirdos betting on the winner.
If not for the receptionist smack in the center, I’d swear we’d stumbled into a dive bar.
“Welcome to the Adventurer’s Guild! New faces, huh? Here to register?”
True to her role as the guild’s face, the receptionist outshone the streetwalkers we’d seen—stunning, even.
Though not quite Navira level.
“No, looking for an adventurer.”
“Is this about personal revenge, by chance?”
“...No, she’s family to an acquaintance. Want to deliver a letter in person.”
“I see. Name of the adventurer you’re after?”
“Colin.”
“Pardon?”
The moment the Village Chief’s daughter’s name dropped,
the receptionist and everyone in the building went dead silent.
As I wondered what was up, a hulking brute approached.
“Puhaha! Never thought someone’d show up looking for that rabid dog!”
Not taller than me, but twice as wide, he swigged his mug and grinned.
“What’s your deal with the mutt?”
“We don’t owe you any answers.”
“C’mon, bro, spill! Chance to hear about an S-rank adventurer’s private life!”
“S-rank adventurer?”
First I’d heard of it—I glanced at Navira, but she looked clueless too.
“Country bumpkin, huh? You know the tales of that beastkin-fucking slut in Lugadrian?”
“...”
“Hand her over nice-like to me, A-rank adventurer Boar Slayer.”
“Don’t care if you’re A-rank or trash-rank—stay out of other people’s business and fuck off.”
“That’s harsh, man. I asked nice.”
Whether drunk or just a dick by nature,
the big lug downed his beer in one go and suddenly drew his weapon.
“Guess a hillbilly like you needs a beating to wise up.”
“Haa...”
Sensing the hassle incoming, I sighed.
Why were the people in this city all so unhinged?
“Navira, stay back—it’s dangerous.”
“Got it.”
The moment Navira ducked behind me,
I wasted no time hurling the guy away.
“Guhk?!”
Where to?
Right into the corner brawlers.
BAM!!