Chapter 171 – Journal Entry 21: Inn Memories

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I arrive at the left side of the Inn. The Inn was quite big, it has two floors and entering the Inn you would be welcomed by a great aroma. The bar of the Inn is filled with customers. And the two ladies entertaining them make it for quite a show. I am standing on the door of the Inn. In my left I could hear the sound of the kitchen fizzling. In my right the bar where people are eating.

The Inn of the bar seems to focus more on food. I could see some bottles of alcohol behind the two ladies but it seems like during the day they do not entertain drinking alcohol.

"Hey move aside."

Elena pushed me out of the way. I stumbled forward. Elena walked in front of the bar table. She started talking to the two ladies. I followed, sat next to Elena, leaning my elbow on the counter. I looked at the written menu right above the shelves. There are many foods listed.

I wonder if I should get some?

"Oh, so this is the new Islander?"

"Hmm, he seems to be a good guy."

The two ladies in the bar spoke while looking at me. Their rather beautiful big eyes, their hourglass figure made me raise my left brow.

"I am Ramiel, please to meet you."

"I am Odette. Nice to meet you Ramiel."

"I am Rosetta, it is nice to meet you."

The two of them introduced myself. A grin appeared on my face. Elena saw my expression, she made a slight grin. She used her elbow and hit my side.

"And as usual you are nice Miss Elena."

I said that but she only made a 'humph' sound and went back to talking with Miss Rosetta. Miss Rosetta is a brunette, her hair is past her waist, and she wore a very refine flower hairpin on her head. She has snow as white skin, her lips are quite red despite wearing no makeup.

"So how did Elena got you? Or was it the usual trouble with the Argos Company?"

"How astute of you Miss Odette."

Miss Odette was wiping a wooden mug as if polishing it. She is quite beautiful as her sister, she has a slightly violet hair, which was weird, her hair is tied with a ribbon embroidered with silver. She has a tanned skin, and there was a scar across her left eye.

"Well, it usually happens. I hope Uncle Grom didn't kill anyone."

"Well, he didn't, though it was quite surprising..."

"That he is covered in metal or is it because he just shredded it coming here?"

"Both actually, I have many questions. And it seems like you call him as Uncle too?"

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"Well, Uncle Grom has been in this island since I was two. He and the mistress, have been living here on this island for quite a while, and they saw many of the islanders leaving and passing along time. Uncle Grom might be like that because of his condition, but don't be scared of him."

She wore a sadden mellowed out expression. I feel like the girls so far here, or at least the ones have known Grom. He seems to have lived her for quite a while. I already knew his story with the Mistress of the Island but other than that he is pretty blank to me.

"Was he always like that?"

"We don't know, all the Mistress knows that Grom fell into the abyss, crawled without limbs, and was forced to survive. He didn't even want to live, he didn't want to continue but Uncle Grom was too scared to die, he crawled despite being feasted by beasts, and only through meeting a lot of curses, turning his body into metal, and crawling into the ashen lands, meeting The Mistress that Uncle Grom somehow started to be healed. He was a very broken man, he was maddened and only through fifty years that he somehow became less insane. Still, as you can see."

She touched the scar on her left eye.

"There are times when Uncle Grom's violent tendencies would win him over. So, as a new Islander, I will give a warning, obey the law, and never try anything that would somehow cause chaos around here. Uncle Grom isn't strong at all, he is weak, and only through suffering that he can overcome things, but it doesn't mean that the Mistress, who is absurd won't back him up."

I raised my hands up.

"Don't worry, I won't be doing anything. In fact, living here for free is something that is a lot, though now that I mention it, there must be some gist to it right?"

"Yes, Elena and Rosetta are discussing it."

"I can hear them."

Elena and Rosetta were in discussion about the place I am going to be staying.

"Actually, you probably will have to take care of the vacant land, pull the weeds, chop the sprouts, break the rocks, and somehow till it."

"So I am a farmer now?"

"It is your choice, you can always work with the Islanders for money, but tilling the land might be a good way to relax?"

"I guess so."

Somehow despite my words, I feel excited about working on a land. It made me remember my father, who worked hard as a peasant for a noble family, ahh...

I remembered some memories.

It was a weird memory certainly not because of the part about my 'father' being a farmer. I remember the house, I was living much more advance, yet somehow I feel like there are two fragments of memories inside my head.