Man, where the hell did I arrive? This is the first thing I thought of as I set foot on the first city I encountered after traveling in one direction for several days into the mainland of whatever country or continent I was on. The people around here are dressed very differently and speak another language.
Everyone wears weird clothes that look like tunics but not really. Some men also wear some sort of scary-looking armor and swords at their side, and to my surprise, almost all of them have animal tails and furry ears. Everything was different here, even the trees with their pink leaves.
I walked right into the town, not knowing what to do until I mustered the courage to try and talk to someone walking by, but everyone just ignored me for the time being. "Hey, can you tell me where I am at? Hey, excuse me, miss!" I kept on trying to get help for several minutes with no luck until the town's guards began to get hostile toward me.
"Oi! Anata wa dare?" One of the guards says behind me, which I clearly do not understand in the slightest. "Hey! I just need some help; there is no need to get aggressive." I respond with my calmest tone possible while throwing my hands up in the air as a sign of surrender.
"Watashitachi no kotoba o hanasu koto ga dekimasu ka?!" The same guy said something else again, which sounded different than whatever he said the first time, so I assumed he was asking me something else, but I just couldn't understand what he said.
Things were getting a little too heated, so to make them feel even safer, I took the bold decision to drop to my knees while keeping my hands up so they wouldn't randomly start attacking me. It would be bad for my reputation to start killing people just for a miscommunication issue, now wouldn't it?
One of the guys soon grabs my hands from behind and forces my hands backward so he can place me in handcuffs, and I don't even resist it as I don't want to shed unnecessary blood. I would just have to wait for someone who spoke my language to arrive, and then it would all be resolved, right?
I had the power to erase the entire town, but why would I? As far as I was concerned, these people have done nothing to me and are only doing this because they don't understand what I'm trying to say, and I don't understand them either. I could just go by, but I didn't want to continue moving forward without knowing where I was.
To my surprise, the men were almost surprisingly gentle with me, unlike what I expected from some soldiers. I prepared myself mentally to take a couple of jabs and hits, but they calmly walked me into their local prison cell without having to push me around or pull me too hard.
"Soko ni suwatte matsu." The man who arrested me says something else while I sit inside my new jail cell inside a decent-looking police station or whatever this place was supposed to be. Inside the cell, there was a strange-looking mat thing on the floor, followed by a small table that was so close to the ground I wondered why.
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The floors were also made of wood and were pretty well maintained for a jail cell compared to those back in Auri's kingdom. The walls outside the metal cage also looked nice, with intricate designs made from wood and other materials that I couldn't quite understand.
Actually, everyone's homes looked just the same as the prison with their weirdly designed roofs and ceilings. The guards' clothes were also weird, with their armor designs being utterly different from the more tribal leather armor from the Nation of Fire.
The guards in this place wore some cool-looking purple and blue armor that appeared to be made out of metal or some sort of hard monster skin; I couldn't quite know for sure. And if you're wondering why I didn't just ask the Crown where we were, the answer would be simple. The Crown doesn't know everything, and it sometimes takes a while to process some information.
You have to realize that the Crown already carries an insane level of information inside of it with battle records from hundreds of battles through the decades, so most of its knowledge is combat-related, to be fair, except for the understanding of the skies.
It's actually quite impressive, considering how old the Crown is, especially if its creator is the original Witch Queen. I mean, that should tell you something about how powerful that lady was for sure. One of their primary artifacts left behind is still in complete operational order thousands of years later, yet I'm told I can't have a toy that won't break in a week...
Hours go by, and while that time goes by, I simply sit in the cell, just reading off the Crown's battle records, until I find the last one it recorded from when Claudia the Queen fought Julius. The Crown kept such a good record of it that I almost feel dirty at the thought that some other witch would someday be able to browse through my battle record.
Ha! What am I thinking? Like I will die any time soon, yeah, right. Still, Queen Claudia didn't look so old or beat up before she fought Julius, and yet she died that day. She did not look that old the day she revealed her prime form. That thought scared me a little. What if that happened to me?
What if I died tomorrow? What would I leave behind if I died today? I began to wonder inside my cell until I heard some commotion after a couple of hours as a lady came inside, followed by the guards that arrested me. "Hey, are you the one who speaks Human?" The lady dressed in a funny with a funny robe asks me while I sit still.
"Yes, that would be me." Human? What the fuck? I said inside my mind while suddenly remembering that they all had animal ears and tails, including the lady before me with raccoon-like ears and tails. "Okay, I am Yae Sato, the main librarian of the city town, and you are?"
"I am Yoimiya of Auri, Princess of all witches. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Yae." I responded as calmly and controlled as possible to the lady who almost immediately dropped the book she had in her hand, which was some sort of dictionary or something, as it had something written in my language, followed by some doodles below.
"You're a witch?" The lady asks as I come to remember that a lot of human territories and their fucked up religion despised witches, which almost made me say an out loud 'shit' until one of the guards opens my cell to the command of the lady, which made me feel better.
"Yes, I am one, but not just any witch. I am currently the strongest." The lady soon shakes my hand as the guards start to move away, leading the way outside the cell. The lady began to explain something to me about why they were all suddenly so happy.
"There's been a bad misfortune happening among our people lately, and from our legends, Witches can cure any disease or illness they encounter; we plead for your help then, traveler." A disease? I didn't know what to say to these people, but when it came to healing, my magic couldn't cure illnesses, just physical damage from cuts or open wounds, not actual sickness.