What kind of girl would travel to another world?

Chapter 10 Are there bad people in the other world?

Ever since defeating the mid-level monster, the Fire Fang Boar, You Jiahui and Yang Mingyi have become somewhat well-known adventurers within the capital. While not as renowned as Qi Xinyang, whose fame has spread to other countries, they are actually more popular within the guild than Qi Xinyang. It's unclear if it's because they treated him to a roast pork feast, or because their victory over the mid-level monster made it safer for adventurers tasked with lower-level monsters, or perhaps a combination of both.

Despite receiving their first bounty, they still lived in the palace. For the shameless Yang Mingyi, after all, free food and lodging were available, and not taking advantage of such a privilege would be a waste of time—unjust, foolish, and ridiculous. You Jiahui, on the other hand, preferred to be closer to the eldest prince, Youkas, so she could occasionally run into him. Even then, they couldn't exchange words; they were simply nodding acquaintances.

The day after they defeated the Fire Fang Boar, they arrived at the armory early in the morning. They were there to return the weapons, protective gear, and other equipment they had borrowed. Since their heavy shield had been shattered, they had to pay for it. Yang Mingyi had originally thought that since the king had promised to sponsor them, they could use whatever they wanted in the armory. However, You Jiahui insisted on returning the items, and since they had just received a bounty, they already had enough money to buy their own equipment. In the end, after some "discussion," Yang Mingyi returned everything, even her staff, without even keeping it.

By noon, the two of them had already left the palace in their carriage and were heading to the shopping street to buy equipment. According to You Jiahui, they only needed to buy some useful weapons and some reliable equipment; she had no plans to buy Yang Mingyi a staff. The carriage quickly arrived at the shopping street, and they began to leisurely stroll through the streets.

While driving the carriage, Yang Mingyi said, "It's quite lively here. There are many stalls on both sides of the street." Seeing this prosperous and lively street market, she was very happy.

You Jiahui said: "Don't think about spending money on other things. Buying equipment is more important now." Although You Jiahui leaned on the carriage like a beauty, she spoke words that were not like what a beauty would say.

Yang Mingyi said, "Since we're already out, why not at least have a meal outside? It's boring to always eat palace food."

You Jiahui said, "Let's see. After we buy the equipment, if we have extra money, we can go eat there."

While strolling and chatting, You Jiahui suddenly discovered a protective gear store and hurriedly said to Yang Mingyi, who was driving the carriage, "We're here."

When the carriage came to a complete stop, both of them got off at the same time.

The one walking in front was Yang Mingyi, and You Jiahui was still walking slowly with her arms folded as usual.

Yang Mingyi greeted him as soon as she entered the room: "Hello, Boss!" She was stunned just as she finished speaking, and blurted out in confusion, "Is the Boss not a human being?"

The shop owner said helplessly, "Alas. We 'half-demons' are also human, but we are relatively rare in this country. Is this your first time in the capital, young lady?"

The "half-demon" tribe is relatively small in number across all nations, though small tribes do exist scattered across the wilderness along borders. As fire worshippers, they tend to pursue fire-related occupations. They enjoy their specialty of cooking, though financial constraints sometimes force them into various mining jobs. However, their greatest strengths lie in crafting gunpowder and crafting protective gear and accessories from animal carcasses.

Yang Mingyi looked at the man with pointed ears and dark skin, and said apologetically, "So that's how it is. I'm sorry." She had seen half-elves with similar pointed ears in the palace, but the half-demon's pointed ears looked different. The former's ears were pointed horizontally, while the latter's ears were pointed vertically.

The shop owner greeted us and said, "Whatever you want to buy, feel free to take a look."

You Jiahui asked, "Boss, are all the protective gear here made of leather? Do you have any metal ones?"

The shop owner explained, "Metal armor should be made at the forge. The forge in the capital is so famous. No one else in the shopping district here would sell the same stuff as the forge. The quality and price wouldn't be comparable, so it definitely wouldn't sell."

You Jiahui pondered for a moment and said, "Forging workshop. Sounds like they make and sell right away, right?"

The shop owner said, "That's right. We also make and sell our products fresh, but we don't make them from metal."

You Jiahui suddenly said, "Oh, right!" She remembered the scorching-tusk pig fur she had just obtained yesterday. She immediately returned to the carriage, took it out of her bag, and showed it to the shop owner. "Can this be used as protective gear?" she asked.

The shop owner took a look and said, "Of course, we accept custom orders. Do you have any requirements for the style?"

You Jiahui asked, "Wait a minute. If we need to make protective gear for two people, will this material be enough?"

Yang Mingyi refused and said, "I won't wear this. It's too heavy." She didn't wear any protective gear when she fought the monster yesterday, not even armor to protect her upper body, so when the heavy shield shattered, her ribs were broken directly.

The shop owner replied, "If it's a full-body brace, there's more than enough for one person, and there's even some left over for other things. If it's for two people, it might not be enough. The leather can be made into a full-body brace, but the hair needs to be removed."

You Jiahui asked, "What can we do with the removed hair?"

The shop owner replied, "The pig hair is very strong and can be attached to other materials to make a shield."

You Jiahui asked, "How long does it take to make both the protective gear and the shield?"

The shop owner replied, "That's a lot of work. It'll take at least two weeks. And you need a deposit upfront."

After asking about the overall price, You Jiahui readily accepted it. After discussing some details with the owner, she paid the deposit and left the protective gear shop, heading to the forge to buy weapons with the remaining money.

Yang Mingyi, who was also out with them, suggested, "Let's go buy a staff next."

You Jiahui tutted her lips and retorted directly, "You don't know any magic, so what do you need a staff for? Besides, you can still use magic without a staff."

Yang Mingyi was speechless after the rebuttal and thought to herself, "If I had known about this, I wouldn't have returned the staff." She was unhappy all the way thereafter.

Since the two of them came out in a carriage, they arrived at the forging workshop in a blink of an eye.

You Jiahui came to the counter, took out the tusk of the Liaohuo Tusk, and asked, "Boss, take a look at this. Can it be made into a weapon?"

The workshop owner, who was sitting in the shop greeting customers, was still the previous forging master. When he saw the pig's tusk, he said, "The craftsman who could make weapons out of pig's tusks has taken a long vacation. No one in this workshop can make this now."

You Jiahui had a look of disappointment on her face, and the corners of her mouth clicked involuntarily, then she handed the pig's tusk to Yang Mingyi behind her.

The forging master said, "The weapons in this workshop are all on the shelves. Take a look. They are all very affordable."

Yang Mingyi saw that one of the long swords was almost identical to the one that was stuck in the pig's eye before, and felt a little nauseous.

The forging master saw it and asked, "Little girl, what's wrong with you? Don't vomit here."

Before the forging master could finish his words, Yang Mingyi had already run out of the workshop holding the pig's tusk.

You Jiahui also saw the longsword and felt a little uncomfortable, but she forced herself to hold it in. She then set aside the balance for the protective gear and shield she had just ordered, put the remaining money on the counter, and asked, "Boss, which sword can I buy with this money?" After thinking for a moment, she pointed to the longsword that made her "uncomfortable" and said, "Except that one."

The forging master directly picked out a high-quality longsword from the shelf and handed it to You Jiahui, saying, "This is it!"

You Jiahui took a look at the sword. It had a sharp edge, a black sheen, a hilt with a ring for tying rope, and the weight was just right. From any side, the blade was perfectly straight. She swung it in the air and thrust it forward, muttering, "Not bad, not too heavy." Then she asked, "Don't you have a scabbard?"

The forge master replied, "If you need a scabbard, I can make it. But it will cost extra."

You Jiahui was speechless, her arms folded, her face looking unhappy. At the same time, her eyes caught sight of another sword that looked familiar to her: a short sword that looked like a "Chinese Qing sword." Pointing at it, she asked, "Boss, that one?"

The master forger said, "Oh, you mean that dagger? A customer ordered a unique design we'd never seen before, so we made a replica with a slight modification. It's been sitting there for days, and no one's even looked at it. If you want it, I'll give you a discount. It'll come with a scabbard, girl."

You Jiahui suddenly frowned, thinking, "Could the customer the boss is talking about be Qi Xinyang? But she uses a bow and arrow, so she can't possibly use a sword." Her reasoning was reasonable, but she hadn't anticipated that Qi Xinyang's custom-made sword was a combination of a staff and a dagger. The dagger before her was a modified version, no longer the staff-like design Qi Xinyang had originally ordered. The entire sword measured about sixty centimeters, a bit longer than the original.

She picked up the sword, looked at it, and played with it. It was relatively light, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. After thinking it over, she said, "Boss, this is the one! Wrap it up!"

After hearing this, the forging master's face was full of question marks. He asked in confusion: "What are you wrapping up?"

You Jiahui quickly said, "It's okay. Let's pay the bill." She accidentally said the idiom and couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression on her face.

After paying, she saw she still had quite a bit of money left. As she left the workshop, she saw Yang Mingyi still vomiting. She tutted and instinctively walked away. After getting on the carriage, she said to Yang Mingyi in a stern tone, "Are you done vomiting? If you're done, get in!"

After hearing this, Yang Mingyi calmed down before getting in the car. The two of them later went to the tavern for a meal before returning to the palace. On the way, they compared the food at the tavern with the food at the palace, but Yang Mingyi was mostly just talking happily to herself. She had been feeling down about not having a staff, but on the way back, she was delighted by the hearty meal. She truly was one of those rare foodies who couldn't stop talking about food.

Wei Qingping slept in the cave for a night, and when she woke up in the morning, she suddenly remembered what happened before. She remembered the note she had brought out from the place where she was imprisoned, and she quickly took the note out of her bag. After reading the contents of the note, she finally understood why she was imprisoned. At this moment, she began to feel deeply scared again, and was glad that she had tried her best to escape, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. The note was a record written by the human traffickers, and the general content on it was the time, quantity and other details of the transaction between the human traffickers and the cult members. After reading it, she realized that thirteen girls similar to her had been sold to the cult members by the human traffickers. Thinking about the cult members who committed suicide in the mountains before, she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back. She thought that those thirteen girls must have had a miserable end, and the more she thought about it, the more scared she became.

Afterwards, she threw the note into the extinguished bonfire, then flipped through the "Catalogue of Spells" left by Miosheimer and saw a spell called "Escape." She thought she could use it to escape, and thought, "I must learn this spell first, but I don't know where to learn it."

She suddenly ran to the statue of the god and shouted, "Great God! Please teach me the art of escaping the earth!"

After waiting for a long time, the god didn't speak. She stomped her feet on the ground three times and shouted, "Earth Escape!"

However, nothing happened. She threw the book to the ground and screamed, "What the hell! Ah! What am I doing!"

Then she squatted on the ground and began scratching her head. Soon she felt hungry and thought, "Time to leave the cave and find something to eat." Luckily, she had gained experience eating fruit from trees, so finding fruit trees wasn't that difficult. She dropped her food next to the statue and left the cave to find something to eat.

Wei Qingping walked out of the cave, breathed in the fresh air, and gazed at the bright sunshine as she leisurely searched for fruit trees in the forest. She recalled the days when she slept in the trees, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. She walked and thought, but before she had gone far, she passed out.

When she woke up from her coma, she found herself trapped in a cage. She immediately thought, "Oh no! I've been caught by human traffickers again!" She looked down and saw her hands were tied. Along with the other bound girls in the cage, they were all tied together with ropes. Seeing this, she felt despair and thought, "There's no way I'm going to escape like this."

She then looked outside the cage. They were still in the forest. She figured the traffickers were stopping here to rest and wouldn't be taking them back immediately. She closed her eyes and prayed to the gods, "God, where are you? Please save me!" Then she remembered the time she'd "learned" the art of burrowing in the cave, and wondered, "Is the god asleep? He's ignored me since this morning."

She prayed to the gods for a long time, but there was no response, and there was nothing she could do. She began to worry about what a spell book looked like and where to find it. Then she imagined the book that recorded the spell "Escape." This time, it was amazing. From then on, whenever she closed her eyes, a book actually appeared in her mind. She quickly closed her eyes and imagined herself flipping through the book...

When she opened her eyes again, she slowly raised her head and looked at the sky, tears streaming down her face.