Volume 3 Chapter 99 Sarah, Sarah, Sararah I
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After 10 PM, Kian silently rose from the hay bed where he had been lying.
He pressed his ear gently to the wooden wall, listening for any sounds from the next room.
Once he confirmed the women were fast asleep, he quietly returned to the hay bed.
Quickly, he made a substitute straw figure and draped his sweat-stained winter coat over it.
(In case anything goes wrong… should I write a message on its face? Don’t want it causing a scene if it gets discovered.)
”Uh…”
’Going out for some fun.
Don’t look for me──’
”Hmm, is this okay? I’m really scared Sarah’s gonna be pissed. Hey, ‘glasses,’ what do you think?”
’Don’t care.’ Just write “I’m an idiot” or something.’
”I shouldn’t have asked you, you idiot.”
In the end, Kian just wrote, ‘Stomach’s upset, going to the bathroom,’ and set the figure in place.
The camouflage was perfect now.
Kian, now in a casual outfit of a short-sleeve shirt and pants, threw on a cloak.
He placed ‘glasses’ on the figure’s face and stepped away from the hay bed.
”Huff.”
He leaped silently onto the beam of the hut’s ceiling.
From there, he slipped through the gap between the roof and wall, leaping into the starry night sky.
The musty smell of the hut vanished in an instant, replaced by the crisp, cold night air that kissed his cheek.
There was no sign of people around the hut on the edge of the village, and no light sources like torches or lanterns.
But the moon and stars above bathed the ground in pale, white light.
(I’m too late. If it was still earlier, I could’ve caught a female Adventurer heading home from work. But at this hour, looks like I’ll have to go after a prostitute or a wolf-woman for a quick fling.)
Kian slid down to the dirt road near the village gate and then made his way toward the nearby stream.
The stream’s water was clear, shimmering with a pale glow as it reflected the moonlight.
He jumped over the gently flowing stream in a single bound, passing by a large oak tree.
”Hmm, it’s been a while.”
”What’s been a while?”
”────!?”
Suddenly, a woman’s voice echoed from the oak tree’s trunk, and Kian jumped back, startled, creating some distance.
Pulling a iron sword from Night Wraith in his pocket, he readies it in a flash.
Kian spotted a white figure emerging from the shadows of the trees──,
”Wait, Sarah!?”
”Good evening, Kian.”
The shadow person was indeed his childhood friend, with shoulder-length black hair and tan skin.
She’s wearing a white negligee that she sleeps in.
The sleeves reach her elbows, and the skirt falls just below her knees, making for a slightly chilly outfit.
She looks down at Kian, who’s crouched low, with cold eyes.
”You’re not here to take a dump because your stomach hurts?”
”Ugh, did you read my memo? Did you follow me here?”
”I didn’t follow you, I teleported. I can’t calculate the Spiritual Vein’s location or coordinates, but I can activate a short-range teleportation with just my eyes.”
”So that’s why I didn’t sense you coming?”
”Are you slacking off? If I were an assassin, you’d be dead already.”
”I suppose so. Your skills are exceptional. As expected of Sarah. Teach me how to deal with enemies who teleport in close range next time.”
”Sure, I will. Until you cry ‘enough’ and beg me to stop. But first, you should really use the bathroom.”
”The bathroom? You mean me?”
”Yes, you. Your stomach hurts, right? Should I hold it for you?”
Sarah pulls out a wooden board that Kian had left attached to a scarecrow.
Then, before he can say anything, she snaps the board in half with just her finger strength, showing off.
With a loud CRACK, the board splinters and flies apart.
Kian feels a chill run down his back.
”What’s wrong? Just go poop. I’ll watch here.”
Sarah crosses her arms below her chest and leans her left shoulder against the tree trunk.
Her usually gentle eyes now look down on him like he’s some kind of livestock, cold and detached.
”P, poop?”
”Yes, poop. Come on, hurry up.”
”Eeek… Are you into that kind of thing, Sarah?”
”Huh!? N-No way! That’s not it at all!”
Seeing Kian stumble back, Sarah turns red with anger and yells at him.
She stormed over here, breathing heavily, then suddenly crouched down right in front of me.
Her face, perfectly shaped like the embodiment of classic beauty, leaned in close to peer at him.
When her skirt fluttered, a fresh, watery scent filled the air.
Covered in mud from head to toe, she’d just come back from bathing in the river upstream, not long before sunset.
Sarah’s brown eyes locked onto Kian with a sharp, piercing gaze.
Her thin, neat eyebrows were raised in a sharp arch.
Even though it should’ve been terrifying, Kian couldn’t help but notice how Sarah’s bangs fell over her face, and it struck him that her hair was a bit lighter, more brownish, than black.
A weird thought to have in such a moment.
”I told you not to do anything reckless, didn’t I?”
”Ah, yeah.”
”You promised you wouldn’t.”
”Sorry… that was a lie.”
”You idiot.”
A quick flick of her finger against his forehead.
”You’re planning to go to the Wolfmen’s camp, aren’t you?”
”Huh, how did you──”
When Kian asked, Sarah snapped back with a mildly irritated tone, “I know what you’re thinking, duh.”
”To help Mr. Rean and the others as fast as possible, you’re planning to scout the camp, right? Or did you think you’d just sneak in alone and capture them to avoid putting us in danger?”
”Eh?”
”At least trust me a little… though I guess you probably can’t trust a traitor like me.”
”No, that’s not it. I wasn’t trying to act on my own, really.”
”…? Then why did you sneak out of bed?”
”Well, that’s──”
He regretted not just going along with it and making up some excuse.
But if he told her the truth──he was planning to scout the camp──it would probably end with the two of them going there together to investigate.
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