Who is this woman? Where am I? How did I get here? And… how am I still alive?
As soon as the woman finished slicing the apple into a flower shape, she took out a wooden plate from the bedside table and placed the flowered apple onto it.
Slowly, I maneuvered to the back of the bed, where I ca out from the other side, but it seed she noticed since she suddenly said,
"Oh, that's where you were. Co here and eat so food. You must be starving,"
When I tried to break out through the window, I noticed it was already open, and I stumbled into a patch of fresh vegetables that dirtied and just cleaned my body up.
"I need to escape," I muttered, but just as I reached the wooden fence, the woman called back out to .
"Where are you going!? I swear I won't hurt you!" She shouted, and her voice was like honey that tried to soothe my mind.
I wasn't about to trust her that easily… but I had nowhere to go for now, so I decided to end up using her until I could just escape with a full belly and clean clothes.
"Also… Wait, my stuff? Where is my stuff?" I muttered as I patted down my body as if the things I had collected were going to be there.
Suddenly, the happy cheering and laughing of kids burst into the garden, which I noticed was not only made up of fresh vegetables but lovely-slling flowers as well.
"Huff… Huff… Huff… Huff,"
The woman had caught up to , and as she bent over with her hands on her knees to catch her breath, I slowly backed away.
"No, it's alright, I won't hurt you," She said as she slowly approached as if she was trying to calm down a rabid beast.
Her pale and soft hand slowly touched my head, and as I stared into her hazel-brown eyes, I felt a bit calr.
Her long brown hair, which was tied up at the top of her head, was let down as she tried to rid herself of the slight sweat she had worked up.
"It's okay… I won't hurt you," She muttered before slowly petting my head.
Quickly, I brushed her hand off and ran back inside the small building, which I noticed was an orphanage due to the plenty amount of kids running about.
At first, I mistaken it for a daycare, but after looking into it further, I noticed the large rooms filled to the brim with bunk beds.
"Wait! Are you looking for your stuff?!" The woman from before chased after , and after hearing her, I stopped in place before snapping my head around.
She attempted to catch her breath again while slowly walking toward .
"Where is it?" I asked, and the woman smiled warmly upon hearing my voice which had more maturity than it should've normally had.
"Let get it for you… I left it in the coloring room since we had an ergency there," She said as she led to a small room with scattered colored pencils.
We also passed by what seed to be sisters as they were practically clinging to each other in a defensive manner.
One girl had ghostly white hair, and the ends of her mouth were scarred as if sobody was trying to create a permanent smile on her face.
The other girl had pitch-black hair, the complete opposite of her sister, who this black-haired girl was protecting.
They were both about as old as , just a bit shorter and thinner… which I didn't know was possible.
Their panicked yet suspicious eyes made them almost as mature as , but deep down, I knew they were just putting on a front.
In fact, that might be what the woman is thinking of right now…
"Don't worry. We didn't go through your stuff, but make sure everything is there. I have to check up on the two we just passed," The woman said, and soon she quickly dashed into the hallway, leaving alone in this small room.
Everything was cleaner than an ordinary house in the slums, but from what it looked like, the closer you got to the city, the less broken each ho was.
I could see the central city was only about a mile or two away from where this house was, and everything around us seed like a pretty typical town with extra small dwellings.
"Huh? Why is there… lingering mana in the air?" I muttered to myself after checking to make sure everything was in my makeshift sack.
And yes, everything was there, including the small sludge trait book I had picked up from that dungeon.
But that wasn't important right now because lingering mana in the air could either an two things…
One, sobody placed a magic bomb, and it is about to go off, or two, sobody's magic core had broken, and it was leaking mana all over the place.
"Let's check if there's a scent… Nope, no scent of mana powder… aning sobody's core was leaking…."
I began to trail the lingering blue powder that hung in the air before stopping in place.
I should be worrying more about myself first than anybody else.
And as there was nobody here, I decided to go ahead and use the trait stone, which I held in the palm of my hand while closing my eyes.
Sparks flew in the air, burning my hand, but I was already proficient in absorbing things like this, so this only lasted for a couple of seconds before the stone completely vanished into my palm.
A black horizontal lightning bolt symbol stretched across my hand, and before I could reach into the sack to grab the skill book, I heard a blood-curdling scream co down from the hall.
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