“Don’t be shy. Co in.” Olga invited Elise into her room, then approached the kitchen table while carrying so tools that she used to sell waffles. “Ah, can you bring that here?”
Elise brought a brown paper bag and put it on the kitchen table.
Since she had been ordered to by her master several tis, it had beco a habit for Elise to observe the new environnt. The room where Olga lives is not too large.
“There were so many custors I didn’t have ti to eat lunch.” Olga started to take out various groceries from the paper bag. “It’s quite late now, but I’m glad to finally be able to cook for lunch.”
Elise moved to the center of the place. The waffle seller’s bed was in the sa room with the kitchen, and in one corner was a tal fireplace. The female warrior can tell that Olga is a diligent person. Everything is neatly and cleanly arranged, although the room walls look dull with age.
“Elise, watch out!”
Raymund’s warning was too late. Olga was already behind Elise, attaching sothing to the female warrior’s neck..
“Don’t fight or scream,” Olga said in a calm tone, showing no aggression at all. She sounded like she was chatting as usual.
“I have a technique that can penetrate your magically enhanced armor. With one slash, it’s all over.”
Gulped, Elise raised both her hands. She could feel the cold tal on her neck.
“I won’t hurt you if you tell the truth.” Olga continued her speech. “So, pay attention to my questions. What is your real purpose in helping ? We just t today, right? What’s the point in helping a stranger like ? Did soone or a group tell you to?”
“Y-you saw the cloud of fog this morning, right?” Elise asked according to her master’s orders. “I appeared while you were praying, so where do you think I ca from?”
One of Olga’s eyebrows rose. “Are you saying that you are a ssenger of God or sothing?”
“You could say it like that.”
Olga was silent for a mont, then laughed. “You are hilarious.”
Raymund deliberately asked Elise to be honest because he felt that Olga was not an average person. The red-haired woman couldn’t be fooled.
“And whatever you put on my neck, I know it’s not a sharp object,” Elise added. It was information that was also given by her master.
Olga pulled the spoon from Elise’s neck, then backed away. “Well, I promised for myself not to keep any weapons here. I do have a kitchen knife, but I also swear I won’t use it to attack or threaten soone. Cooking to is a ritual, so using such utensils for bad purposes is a sin.”
Elise breathed a sigh of relief while rubbing her neck.
“But, that doesn’t an I’ll just leave you alone, the ssenger of God.” As if nothing had happened, Olga returned to preparing food. “I won’t hesitate to do bad things if you ss with …” The red-haired woman looked at Elise again. “Sorry, it’s a habit to say sothing like that.”
“Don’t leave that place.” Raymund could tell that Elise was scared from her expression. “You have to stay close to her. I really want to know who she is.”
Elise guessed that the master didn’t care about her well-being. Even if she died here, it wouldn’t be the end.
It would just be a failed mission.
“I won’t give up on finding out who you are and your goals, lady.” Olga fiddled with the knife she had just taken out of the drawer. Her movents are so agile and precise, proving that she is truly a trained person.
“Let’s make a deal.” Elise delivered Raymund’s words again. “After I’ve made your stall a success, I’ll tell you about myself, but you also have to tell who you really are before becoming a waffle vendor.”
A small chuckle escaped from Olga’s mouth. “It’s an odd deal, but I don’t mind.” The red-haired woman pointed at Elise with her knife. “Three more days. After that, you don’t need to help anymore. If there are still many custors who co, then we will tell each other about ourselves.”
Elise froze. That ant she still had three more days to be in a public place in such shaful clothes.
***
Elise admits that Olga’s stew is delicious. Even the female warrior didn’t notice that she was eating so quickly, even though she wasn’t hungry.
However, it made her wonder.
“How’s my cooking?” The red-haired woman asked a question, looking at Elise’s plate, which barely even had any broth left.
“Th-this is delicious, thank you.” Elise tried to smile, but her lips looked awkward.
“You must be surprised, right? Why didn’t I just switch to selling savory food in the early days I was in that market? I haven’t run out of money that ti, so switching goods is easy.” Olga poured wine into a glass on the dining table, then handed it to Elise. “Please?”
Elise shook her head. “Thanks, but I don’t drink.”
Olga took a sip of that wine, then explained. “It was the food I made the first ti. Soone taught when I…. Ah, I almost gave a big hint….” The woman stood up. “By the way, it’s really hot, isn’t it?”
The waffle seller removed her long-sleeved shirt, leaving only her upper body covered by a black bra. That bra barely contained her massive breasts.
However, that wasn’t what caught Elise’s attention. There are scars on Olga’s body. The wounds were nurous and spread over the abdon, breasts, shoulders, and waist.
“Is it really hot in there, Elise?” Raymund asked, and as soon as he got a no signal from his servant, he spoke again. “She was bluffing. She wants to make you more curious. If you are more determined to find out about her, maybe you will let your guard down. That is a great opportunity for her to dig up about you, Elise. Now, you better go silence and watch her.”
Even though her master said that Elise couldn’t look at Olga. The aura emitted by the red-haired woman was so strong. It made Elise even more uncomfortable.
Seeing the flustered female warrior, Olga grinned and went back to enjoying her wine.
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