Sleepysoul

Prologue

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I sense unfamiliarity, but I still cannot think straight about this feeling that makes me so uneasy. 

Who I am? Where am I? After the moment had passed, I got up from the bed and saw everything in a daze. I was in a single bed that was made from wood and a thin mattress. 

The smells of burning wood lingering and I saw a fireplace in the room. There are no memories in my head. 

I shake my head as hard as I can and hope that things will get back in place. And then I saw a piece of paper that crumbled at my hand.
 
“Dear Vierra, as you wish I erased your memory from your old life and granted you the cooking skills that will help you in this new world. And let the memory of your recipe from passed life remain. I Hope your new life will give you a better life. From me who cannot be named.”

I let out a heavy sigh. Is this some lame joke? There is a sling bag under the tiny table beside the bed. I found a diary with a name written in front of it. 

“Vierra Maverick”

World of Lost and Found

Carlos moved his hand and a crackle sound came from his shoulder.


I put my hand in the air aiming for his inside injury and blue light surrounded him before it turned golden.


It only took a few seconds, he was already in the midst of healing himself.


Beastman has this fast regeneration of cells and fast recovery, I forgot about it.


I should just let him recover by himself but I felt guilty and with this I hope there's no debt to pay later.


"Sorry about my father beating you like that"


"Don't be, I've been through a lot worse when training with him before."


"Will it be alright? Would it become the reason for a war? Father just hurt the royalty of another kingdom and was that not a threat?"


He narrowed his eyes, focusing on me and laughed.


He used his index finger, shaking it in front of my face telling me that I was wrong.


"I wasn't beaten up. I just didn't fight back. And second, why would the Kingdom of Beastland want a war with your family?"


I shrugged my shoulder, while he folded his hand on chest.


"Pffft... those weak humans may use the monarch title as their shield. Our beastland uses the title to determine the rank of our strengths. We are strong."


I misunderstood something. Unlike human monarchy, the 'prince' title at the Beastland wasn't about the royal bloodline.


I was thinking so deeply that my eyebrows slowly crushed each other.


Carlos used his thumb to make eyebrow come back to its place and he grinning when my eyebrow came back to meet again.


Carlos nodded as a sign I was speaking the truth, but he kept playing with my forehead and I didn't bother to stop him.


"Having ranking would place an order at the land, we couldn't have that small place to have a war for everyday. There will be nothing left there"


So the tournament was just an excuse to make sure things are in order. And everyone had a chance so it's fair.


I wanted to slap Carlos' hand but he managed to avoid it and he mocked me with his devilish smile.


"My lady, it's about time to prepare lunch"


Just in time, Sean comes into the kitchen with Greg. They put two big baskets on the floor.


Carlos jumped from his seat and walked over to the basket.


Carlos was turned pale like he wanted to vomit as soon as he saw what was inside the basket.


Carlos looked at me. There's a weird look in his eyes.


'No, he just can't forget the hardship'


The fairies around me flying around Carlos, some of them take a close look and sit at his shoulder.


'Sir Boru asked him to catched hundreds of hundreds of fish from a river within an hour.'


Damn right. I just acquired the cooking oil on the Beastland the other day. I got a full carriage of oil and made a deal with the merchant to deliver at the Laughing Cloud Inn their product.


"Carlos...Can your tongue hold on with spiciness?"


It’s become lively (4)