Volu 2, Chapter 26: A New Morning
“Ah-mmph...”
Leticia took a small bite of the soft, steaming bread in her hand and silently apologized in her heart to the bakery behind her.
Sure enough, the fresh bread really was delicious. What the hell had those moldy, blackened, rock-hard things from before even been...
Although doing sothing improper among the crowd that had risen early did prick her conscience a little, and even thinking, “They lose money, I lose my life,” was ultimately nothing more than making excuses and shifting responsibility for her own behavior.
So, eat!
Think about nothing else. Right now, she just had to make sure her stomach did not go hungry!
She had already run far, far away, yet that little bakery still showed no sign of commotion. Clearly, for the ti being—or perhaps for a very long ti afterward, maybe even forever—the people here would not notice that one inconspicuous little thing had mixed into the crowd and secretly tugged away a piece of bread.
Having such good eyesight was indeed rather convenient when doing petty, sneaky things like this. She could even observe where other people’s gazes reached, especially when there were many people around.
For now, she has solved the issue. Mm, at least the problem of food for half a day, probably. The season was also at the point where heat was turning into cold, and the clothes on her body could still cope with it, so there was no need to worry too much about that.
However, she probably would not have many chances to clean her body this week. Although she had spent twenty years as a grown man, she had now more or less gotten used to a woman’s body—maybe. Or rather, based on the fantasies about won held by that pure-hearted idiot virgin from back then, being clean and fresh was naturally better.
In truth, that line of thought was more like when soone created a female character while playing a ga because, rather than staring at a grown man’s ass, it was better to look at the graceful silhouette of a lovely lady. Then, because they wanted her to be more pleasing to the eye, they racked their brains over the face and body creation settings and even spent money on later outfits...
Although Leticia knew she could not play beautiful-girl raising gas because her conditions simply did not allow it, still!
She had to do what she could properly. This could also be considered a very important realization so that this life as a woman would not be wasted.
If she ended up ugly and fat in the end, even she would not be able to stand it. (Muttered quietly.)
That was why, in her previous life, even when conditions were harsh, Leticia had still paid great attention to her hygiene.
“If I don’t have money, I can’t even buy anything. With my physical abilities, stealing money from passersby without anyone noticing is even more out of the question...”
After swallowing the last small piece of bread and feeling that rare sense of fullness, Leticia muttered softly, “Not to ntion finding so place to wash my body... Mm... Wait. Washing. If I want to wash, I need water. Water, water, water...”
She suddenly felt as if she had found a hint of an idea.
Although it was hard to find a river inside the town, and the wells connected to the groundwater were also guarded properly, outside the town was different.
“Mm-hmm. I suppose that counts as solving one small problem?”
Leticia pondered for a mont, then found a small corner and stopped to rest for a while. “But in that case...”
Wouldn’t she end up running into that little girl nad Ilo again?
What a pain. That little brat occupied every advantage of ti, place, and people. Even a mighty dragon could not suppress a local snake, and right now, Leticia was rely a tiny dandelion.
Who knew how troubleso she would be to deal with?
But there were also so things that bothered her.
“Don’t approach that village at night?”
Leticia touched her cheek with so curiosity and silently considered the warning Ilo had given, whether intentionally or not. “What exactly does that an?”
It bothered her a little. In Leticia’s own words...
It felt like an NPC had revealed a hidden quest, making her really want to accept it, but she was also afraid the difficulty was too high and she would fail.
She was sowhat timid.
As for what she had seen and heard in that village, because she had only focused on Uncle Nicola, Rona, and their work each ti, it could not be called an understanding. She had no particular thoughts about it either. Or rather, she felt that village was much better than her own.
It could not really be called a gap between rich and poor, but the difference in region alone could make two places that were both villages beco so utterly different. That was quite surprising.
The local customs were also a very important point of distinction.
“I can’t go there at night...”
Leticia mumbled, “Then should I bypass that rascal Ilo and ask those two children, Rona and Joey, first...?”
If they were not so scheming, she should be able to make so indirect inquiries and draw out a bit of information, right?
Mm-hmm. Then for the ti being, she would decide on that. The starting point for the hidden quest would be to approach it through other people’s views first.
Putting the hidden quest aside for now, what currently lay before Leticia were two more quests: the side quest and the main quest...
The mont she started using gaming terminology, it suddenly felt strangely relaxing. It also felt clearer and more organized. Although it did still create an unrealistic sense that she was playing a ga, that illusion could be dispelled by pinching herself.
Mm. Of course, that was beside the point.
As for the side quest, Stano’s intelligence mission temporarily could not proceed. Well, based on her dislike for that kid, being able to make him die of anger by not doing it was actually quite good for Leticia’s mood. Moreover, because her body and mind were weakening day by day, the effect of the Wedding Dress was growing increasingly faint. She did not need to worry too much about that kid taking over her body again at so point and doing sothing stupid.
However, this also ant that she had no way to farm Stano’s favorability. Mm. Of course, that did not an she intended to pursue him. Leticia herself had absolutely no such thought. She was rely interested in the power Stano represented.
He was the child of a military commander, and a noble too. In this era of royal authority and nobility, there was no need to explain how much influence a high-ranking noble could wield or how many things they could accomplish.
Therefore, if she could establish a connection with the Banson Family, it would be an invaluable source of help for a tiny village girl.
However, because that kid Stano had acted inexplicably affected, the difficulty of this side quest had increased greatly. As long as the intelligence could be handed over, that should have been enough. Why insist on so strange formality? Wouldn’t it be fine to have him write it down from mory? Why insist on getting the original docunt and then finding a place to send it out...
Mm. Writing it down from mory might indeed be rather difficult. After all, the paper was full of strange symbols that looked like breakdance moves. Also, where would she send it from?
Since it had to be sent out, she would definitely need to get away from Lady Yemi Ai first. Did the current her really have that ability...
Simply put, she was stuck. Setting all of the above aside, she could not even et Lady Yemi Ai right now. There was simply no point of entry.
Therefore, the side quest could only stop here.
As for the main quest...
Its progress could only be sumd up in one phrase: ha-ha, sure.
Although she had acted very confident and spoken very decisively, Leticia actually had no clue what she was supposed to do specifically.
Even though Yemi Ai had drawn a path for her, what were magical items? What were wondrous tools? What was life force?
These things were utterly incompatible with her experience from her previous life. Leticia had no concept of them at all. Therefore, the only thing she had found so far was a way to calm her mind.
But that was rely a delaying tactic...
“Why do I feel more negative the more I think about it...?”
Leticia silently exhaled. “If this keeps going, I feel like I’ll get completely lost, peacefully close my eyes, and kick the bucket while making useless-as-hell efforts.”
But how exactly was she supposed to save herself?
She thought so hard that her head felt heavy. Not to ntion, because she was feeling unwell, her mouth and tongue were dry, and her throat kept turning scratchy. She could not think properly at all.
While pondering where she could get so water, Leticia suddenly heard two early risers having a strange conversation not far from her.
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