Episode 126 – Son Of The Village Chief (1/2)

Episode 126 – Son of the Village Chief

Previously:

While writing a letter to her fiance, Nelaira thinks about the events that led to her current predicament She re staircase clih the reen valley filled ildlife and ruins of a village Nelaira uses her day off to explore the ruins and finds a diary hidden inside a pillar While picking herbs Luki finds a patch of land where a large quantity of ash is buried under the soil He finds it suspicious but his coree Nelaira stue that contains food

Quickly, she backtracked towards the pots and jars and stared at their contents in wonder

If this village was destroyed in the Great Mage Wars, it would mean that all this food was more than fourteen hundred years old!

So then…

How conizable? It looked a bit old, but still edible?

How come the cheese looked like…cheese? A bit dry and hard, but still very…cheesy?

Nelaira grabbed the nearest jar of dried plums

As soon as she opened the lid a familiar scent of prunes assaulted her nostrils

With shaking hands, Nelaira returned the jar back to the shelf and took out a single prune out, holding it between her fingers so stiffly one would think she orried she would get burned

Then she reached into her pocket to pull out her ago pocket watch Like a norths However, the nuo up to 12 or even 60 – they went froometer, where there was a small hole, and pressed the button located on the top of the agometer

Froht and the hands of the watch started to spin

No, that’s wrong

The hands didn’t start to spin

Only a single hand, the shortest one, spun, quickly stopping on the number 16

Nelaira al of her hands, half from the sudden weakness in her limbs

The sky was painted in the red hues by the time Nelaira made it back to their campsite, a deep frown etched on her pale face

Unlike her, the rest of her co a piece of

Nelaira slu into the meat with the ferocity of a rabid lupax

Luki, as about to address her, changed lass vial he had almost pulled out of his robes He concluded it was better to ith his request until she was in a better mood

Unlike him, the redhead wasn’t as perceptive to Nelaira’s foul h Laica was Nelaira’s best friend, the redhead’s eh, to put it mildly

As loud and spirited as ever, she sat down next to Nelaira and shoved a piece of paper into her face “Look, look! It’s the translation of the diary you found”

Instead of snapping at her, Nelaira showed just how coolheaded and patient she was by si the piece of paper from Laica’s hand

“It’s only the first part of the diary There is plenty ed man with the monocle elaborated

“Good work” Nelairaon the writing This s…

Haht He said he’d “borrow” an old bottle of wine his father was saving for special occasions

Does he think I’, the only reason why he is trying to butter up tofor my sister

What a retard As if o just to see the look on his face when his father beats hi a bottle of a priceless wine on a pointless endeavor But then again, I’d need soht withoutdown recently, no doubt tired of Ha I wanted to beat him up on multiple occasions, but she stopped ood

To cheer her up, I promised to take her to the Valley of Eternal Snow Lupaxes have been attackingto solve the issue, as a coe chief he always portrays himself to be, to notice our absence I wish he’d be too busy to pester me more often

Every second sentence he says to me nowadays is how I should find aany grandchildren He had figured out that he shouldn’t expect any grandchildren fro on nificant other, it’s just that there is really no one to choose from I’m not even that picky, it’s the offered choices that are liry, the baker’s daughter is too fat, the healer’s daughter is too young…

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Ca in the snow like we used to ere kids I wish I kne to produce such soft and white snoith temperature manipulation Then I could turn one rooo there whenever she likes Perhaps I could bring back enough snow from the Valley of Eternal Snow to fill one roo of Camellia, she finally cheered up soot another lecture on how dangerous it is to leave the valley Father was furious, saying how everyone else is obedient and doesn’t leave the valley without his pere chief nore the rules

I told the old fart that that particular rule is stupid Everyone should be able to leave whenever they want and go wherever they want If they get themselves killed or Tainted, that’s their problem We just wouldn’t let the to placate hiot so much spit on my face that it took considerable effort to keep clear headed enough to try a different approach I reo deep in, we never do And there aren’t any Tainted on the outskirts of the Valley of Eternal Snow But he just doesn’t listen, always treating me as if I was still a snot nosed brat