Volume 1 Chapter 42 — Whiterun (1/2)
Chapter 42 — Whiterun
Translator: SaltyTank
Editor: AyaSnow
The merchant squad was to leave town for Whiterun early in theup and even prepared breakfast by the tied her sleeves as she felt nervous, ”I'ain”
This little brat, drinking alcohol when I wasn't looking, Soran thought He was about to scold Vivian harshly but then decided not to after seeing her cute, pleading face
”One last chance If I ever see you do this again, I'll slap your butt with a wooden plank,” he said in a stern voice
The young girl let out a sigh of relief and even stuck her tongue out when Soran was not looking She then followed Soran down the stairs to the lobby
Vivian had only taken a few sips of ale out of curiosity simply because she could not understand why people liked drinking alcohol so et drunk so easily She felt lucky that her brother did not give her a scolding
Her butt was still slightly painful even after sleeping all night; Soran must have been extremely mad to hit Vivian so hard She made a ain
Soran did not like drinking; or rather, he never drank any alcohol Alcohol was a rogue’s greatest eneility, and awareness While sohtly drunk, things were not the saone instead Soran had once seen a Level 19 rogue who, though so close to reaching the Realot chopped up into pieces by ue was dead drunk
For those who had professions which were heavily reliant on skill instead of raer, it was essential to keep a clear ; the wizards had created a process si techniques used by alche the two, the liquor obtained was so strong that even Legendary Warriors et drunk with just a shot or two Due to this, Soran would instead ss to relieve his stress, and he always had a tobacco pipe with him
Soran went to the kitchen and took out the porcelain pot, which had been kept hot the entire night A sweet fragrance per others turn their attention to him Soran s a portion for hiuards Thetheir meals the entire journey, and the least Soran could do was let the in return He also paid the inn to fry two eggs and prepare tls of congee; Vivian should eat as h journey would soon resume
The mysterious mistress appeared out of nowhere and sat down opposite of Soran Without asking for per the food he made She looked so casual that Soran was dumbstruck for a second and could not voice his objection
”Won't you take off the veil when eating?” Soran asked casually while eating ”Isn't it rather inconvenient to eat like that?”
The racefully picked up the spoon, scooped up so her slightly pointy chin
”It's quite good I did not expect you to have talent in cooking,” she replied calaze landed on Vivian, as busy gulping down breakfast like a hungry beast Vivian had lived a poor life fro as it tasted above average, it was already a Godsend to her
For some reason, the mysterious mistress spoke a lot more than before Soran did not expect her to strike up a conversation during breakfast, which made him suspect her There had to be ulterior e in behavior
Soran quickly finished his portion, then looked at the mistress and said, ”We shouldn't waste food”
He casually reached for her bowl and poured the unfinished food into his own and began eating This was an extreant and disrespectful act, especially so when the other party was a lady of high standing
The nity and vexation She took a deep breath, ained her co had happened