The continent of the Devil of Angel is vast.
I’m not exactly sure, but they say its size is similar to or even larger than the continent of Asia.
Because of this, there are still many undiscovered areas on the continent itself, and no User knows what lands exist across the sea.
“…But this time, it’s the very first time! 3rd Anniversary! Beyond the continent!”
Yena spread her arms wide, saying “Ta-da!”
The harbor smelled of the sea.
With the cool breeze came the cries of seagulls, and a refreshing blue horizon stretched out as far as the eye could see.
[Yena, why do you look so excited?]
[Your energy is insane hahaha]
[LOLOLOLOLOL]
[Are we getting on a ship?]
[Completely mindless ship riding ON]
[Are you not using the warp gate?]
[The warp gate to the continent is a bit pricey lol]
[But for Yena and Lily, isn’t the gate fee like pocket change? haha]
[Oh come on, don’t you know romance?]
[If we run into pirates, it’ll be fantastic fun.]
I looked around.
There were huge ships docked, seemingly preparing for departure.
Given the medieval setting, there were many wooden ships, but the exterior designs and decorations were a bit modern.
To use the ships, many people, including Users, were boarding or disembarking, and various trade goods from different regions were being sold inside the harbor.
“Are we taking a ship?”
“Yes! The new dungeon this time is located on another continent. It’s a bit small to call it a continent, but anyway.”
Yena, wearing a straw hat, pulled out a refreshing drink from her inventory and handed it to me.
It was a blue drink.
“Drink up. We’ll be leaving after a bit. You’ll have to wait a little.”
“Thank you.”
“Oh! I should give you one of these, too.”
She held another straw hat in her hand.
Naturally, I accepted it and put it on my head.
Hmm, it’s been a while since I wore a hat.
Since I stopped being a Saintess, I barely remember wearing anything on my head.
I shyly smiled at Yena through the dappled sunlight.
“How do I look?”
“…Thumbs up.”
“Really?”
Yena, seemingly amazed, gave a thumbs up and took a sip of her refreshing drink.
I tilted my head slightly and looked at my camera.
A camera that focused solely on me, not Yena.
“Is it alright?”
[Yep]
[Yeahhhh]
[Just totally fine]
[LOLOLOLOL]
[Seriously, this is insane]
[Please, don’t remove the character model, I can’t see a copy of Lily roaming around.]
“Please don’t ruin my character. I can’t stand seeing a copied Lily running around.”
“Seriously, seriously.”
“The second Luna incident must not happen…”
“Ugh, don’t say such terrible things; that still pops up in my dreams.”
“Is it really that bad?”
“You’re okay.”
I chuckled softly and nodded at the usual nonsense I see.
“Of course, I’m not planning to share.”
After all, the current Lily is my real self.
There’s no way I’d let myself get copied.
Even if I were to share, I never even created a character in the first place, so I wouldn’t know how to share.
“Hey! Ladies!”
“Huh?”
At that moment, a group of arrogant men approached us between the ships at the port.
They looked like sailors dressed in medieval-style outfits, and their poorly managed beards and brown or yellowed hair were not pleasant to look at.
Upon closer inspection, they had a few damaged weapons hanging from their hands and waists.
Yena came over to me with a disgusted expression and whispered.
“They’re NPCs. It’s a port event, and if you’re too pretty, they’ll come bother you. It’s a low-quality event.”
“Bother? So can we just take them down?”
I’m used to brawls, so a few limbs here and there should be fine…
“No! No, no. It’d be a problem if you attack.”
Yena waved her hands and shook her head.
“Why?”
[?]
[LOL]
[Lily’s violent, haha]
[Honestly, if you mess with Lily and Yena, you’re crossing the line, haha]
[They are cocky, though, haha]
[Go ahead and kill them, Lily! Prison is fine!]
[But they really are crossing the line, right? How dare they target Lily?]
[Honestly, even half a kill is justified.]
“Those guys are part of the Empire that governs the port, so if you provoke them for no reason, it’ll get troublesome.”
“So should we just let them be?”
“Not exactly, but they usually offer money. Getting into trouble with the Empire could escalate issues with port access and shop taxes.”
In the end, it means just putting up with it for the sake of convenience.
[Let’s just kill them all and be outlaws.]
[Seriously, it’s annoying to see non-nobles acting all high and mighty with the Empire backing them, haha.]
[Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw, outlaw.]
[Honestly, even if it’s an event, I can’t stand them saying anything to Lily. I won’t tolerate it.]
[But I’ve never seen so many come at once.]
[Seriously, haha.]
[Honestly, if you’re not going to work for the Empire, shouldn’t we just go outlaw too?]
The chat window seems to be wishing for bloodshed.
“What are you chatting about so much?”
A group of about five men suddenly reached us. Among them, a large man who seemed to be the captain glanced over Lady Lily and Yena, giving a subtle smile.
“Pretty young ladies. Need a boat?”
“…Well…”
“Conveniently, we have a boat. What do you think? I’ll give you a good price.”
As long as you agree to a few conditions, that is.
The men snickered, surrounding us as if to prevent an escape. Yena let out a sigh at their intimidating poses.
‘These humans would fall with one dagger.’
I’d love to slash them all and leave, but running a guild inevitably requires interactions with the Empire. It would be troublesome if there were issues with basic facility use or tax matters.
Of course, even saying that, it’s just a low-tier “event,” so no real actions or serious trouble would occur. It’s just enough to upset a user’s feelings with words or glances.
Honestly, following these guys to board their boat would be much more beneficial. It would cut costs by nearly 80%, and aside from feeling like garbage, there would be no real issue.
‘Some people even wander around the port looking for these amazing discount conflict events.’
Let’s just brush it off.
Yena decided to do just that. Since it was also a broadcast and Lady Lily didn’t seem to be in a good mood, tossing a few coins would likely make them happy enough to back off.
“Huh?”
That’s what should have happened.
“Who do you think you’re touching?”
Before a sailor hit the ground, he learned the hard way.
I slammed a man dressed as a sailor onto the creaking wooden floor. The reason was simple. He had tried to grab my arm.
[?]
[????]
[Are these NPC idiots crazy?]
[Time for some real education ON]
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
[Yena is totally screwed…]
[What the heck?]
[Look at how fast Lily reacts, though!]
[When your beauty stat is through the roof, do you just grab people?]
[These guys are nuts.]
“What the hell! You! How dare you touch Charles!”
With the man, Charles, suddenly face first on the ground, the remaining four sailors drew their weapons in fury. Yena, seemingly confused, whipped her head around to look at me with an almost tearful expression.
She looks at me with a face that seems about to cry as she turns around quickly.
I pulled out a green spear and lightly pushed Yena away as she tried to come closer.
“Let’s go.”
“Huh? Where to?”
“To something troublesome. Isn’t that right?”
Yena said that communication with the Empire is important.
It’s probably better for her not to get tangled up with me.
Although the crew members have seen Yena’s face, it’s only right for me to bear the consequences alone for what I did instead of dragging her into a fight.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble.”
It’s just a habit.
I returned the straw hat to the dumbfounded Yena and chuckled as I charged towards the crew.
■
I’m used to getting into skirmishes.
Wherever I go, I was someone’s enemy and target. Many sought my body or my life.
Five years after quitting being a saintess, I dodged ambushes.
Rather than getting involved with someone related to them or responding to their stories, I decided to step back.
Ten years after quitting being a saintess, I faced the ambushes head-on.
Running away didn’t solve anything. Even if they had their reasons, that didn’t justify attacking me.
Someone associated with them didn’t become my rival.
But that was only in response. I didn’t go beyond that.
Fifteen years after quitting being a saintess…
“Oh. I messed up.”
I meant to just break an arm.
But ended up breaking a leg too.
The crew members groaned as they crawled on the floor.
Guess it’s because it’s a game; there’s not much blood, and it’s not particularly disgusting.
Feels like paint.
After swinging the spear around, I did a light stretch and turned back.
Yena was still standing there in a daze.
“…? Aren’t you gone yet?”
[You have become an outlaw.]
[The Empire’s favorability towards you has decreased by 10.]
[Taxes within the Empire have increased by 20%.]
[Port access is unavailable except for some places.]
[You have gained 15 outlaw points.]
[You have earned the title, Outlaw of the Port.]
If I don’t leave now, things like this will happen.
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