Reading memory back in the game was way different from what've experienced now. In game it was similar to watching a movie, you also couldn't do it against other players, in fact, it was only possible to use it on a designated NPCs. But now it's like reliving the memories of a person from the 1st point of view. You feel their emotions, think their thoughts, you are them.

It's a really addictive experience, I shouldn't read memories very often, or I will end up as some kind of memory vampire. At least I got the knowledge of a local language from them. It's not on a native level, but it's still close enough.

While concealing myself with psychics, I followed Arwen and his daughter making sure that they reach their village safely. Well, I didn't mind helping them again, after all, I've already helped them once, and it would be a shame to let them die a few hours later.

Fortunately, I didn't have to help the hunter again, they've encountered few animals and even brought a rabbit with them, but aside from that nothing else has happened.

We've managed to leave the forest, arriving at the village in less than two hours it wasn't really that impressive, it was a typical medieval village, with wooden houses which still used thatch as a roof. The population wasn't that big either. After expanding my psychic perception, I could feel around one hundred people who were currently in the village. I must say I'm a little disappointed by it, I expected something more... fantasy...ish, I guess.

Thanks to reading Arwen's mind I have also acquired the basic knowledge of the writing system, so I decided that it might be a good idea to check if there is some sort of a notice board in the village. Maybe I'll be able to learn something useful.

It didn't take me long to find one. It was located in the middle of a marketplace, a wooden board with few notices stuck to it.

I read through them, but there wasn't anything interesting in there, mostly advertisements or some odd job requests. Well, I guess I'll just continue my journey to the town I was heading initially, it w only 14 km left, so I should cover the distance in around 2 hours.

"Hello, there miss. Is this your first visit to our village? I've never seen you before." I heard a raspy voice coming from behind me.

Although I was still in unnoticeable mode, a someone has managed to spot me. I wouldn't be surprised if that person had a natural resistance towards this kind of psychics. It was a popular skill among NPCs and was a necessity for every non Psyker player.

Deciding to be careful I turned around while also readying myself to strike at any time. There was a crooked man, with a long white beard was standing few meters away. His bald skull was reflecting the sun like a mirror. Did he oil his head or what?

He couldn't be a psyker because there were no psi undulations around him, but I still got this strange vibe from him. Haven't I seen him somewhere else before?

"Well, I was heading towards the nearby town, while I stumbled upon your village, so I decided to take a closer look." I quickly formulated a half-truth, even surprising myself since I had no experience in lying before.

"Ohhh, That's why. But you lady have an unusual accent. Are you perhaps from the Veridia Kingdom?" He asked.

"Uhmm..." Because of my lacking knowledge, I really didn't want to answer that question. Veridia may not exist at all.

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"You don't have to answer if you don't want. It's not like that matters, everyone has their own circumstances, but since you're heading to Hagen could I do me a small favor?" He asked.

"If it isn't anything troublesome then sure." I agreed so I could get away from this strange guy as soon as possible.

"Thank you. It won't be troublesome I assure you. Just give this casket to my granddaughter Lucia, she is working at The Sleeping Bat Inn. You can't miss it, it's the first Inn you'll meet after entering through the main gate." He said while putting the casket into my hand.

"I'll keep that in mind, but aren't you worried that I may steal the casket and its content?" I asked.

"You seem like a good and trustworthy person, and besides that, there is nothing valuable inside, it has a sentimental value only." He explained.

I talked to the man for a few minutes longer, but unfortunately, except for the fact that he was a former mayor of this village I didn't learn anything

"I then umm... I should get going... The town is 14 km(~9 miles) away, and I want to get there before the dusk." In fact, I could get there in a matter of minutes, but the man doesn't have to know about it.

"I bid you farewell then. I hope we'll meet again someday." He replied.

"Goodbye," I said and resumed my endeavor

After making sure that I far enough to not be seen I stored the casket inside my dimensional glove and strode towards the town which was apparently named Hagen.

To make my trip as short as possible, I've decided to just go in a straight line until I reach it. Thankfully, this time my choice didn't result in any strange encounters. In fact, it allowed me to witness one of the maybe not one most beautiful landscapes I've ever seen, but still a gorgeous one.

An enormous medieval town standing in a middle of a field was surrounded by an equally massive wall. Countless stone buildings were producing faint streaks of smoke. The people crowded the streets, from here it looked like an ant colony.

I decided it'd be better to just walk in through the main gate. I don't want to constantly hide from people like some sort of criminal.

It was heavily guarded and from what I could see it appears that you have to show some kind of permit to enter the town. No worries though, I think that with a little help of ”magic” it won't take much time to persuade them.

Opening the menu on my multi-tool, I've selected one of the three disguises I had uploaded onto it. In a matter of seconds, my appearance started changing. I began shrinking at a rapid pace, before finally stopping at around 127 cm (~4 feet 2 inches). From the appearance, I've basically become an 8 years old child, but hey It will be probably way easier to cheat my way through the gate with that appearance.

Nobody would suspect an 8-year-old child of anything. At most the guards could reprimand me and if they won't let me in... Well, I will just have to sneak in.

I quickly made my way to the gate without getting myself noticed. It wasn't that hard, all I had to do was to keep a low profile, while also supporting myself with my powers.

There was a short queue of people waiting to be checked by the guards. The screening process proceeded very swiftly.

Since I didn't have any ID or local money with me, I decided to play a lost child card and see if it gets me in. My current clothing was a bit unusual, but thanks to it they won't mistake me for a peasant kid.

As I suspected the guards have managed to spot me very easily, after all, they are trained to see more. Soon after one of them approached me. He wore a black gambeson with a steel breastplate and jack chains protecting various parts of his body. Despite his guard uniform, he looked pretty average.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here alone? Are you lost maybe?" He asked.

"Umm... I went with my father to the nearby village, b-but then a wolf pack attacked us..." I said with a trembling voice while hiding my head between my hands.

"Those damn wolves! We should've killed them long ago." He whispered angrily to himself

"I'm sorry about what's happened, but tell me is your mother still in the town?" He asked.

"M-mum? Yes, but I'm not going until my father comes back. He told me he will be back!" I lied while also pretending to be on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he'll be back, but in the meantime could you come with me?" He asked calmly.

It starts becoming a pain in the ass. I should've sneaked in or at least tried going in as an adult first. Why am I always making it harder for myself!?