Episode 7: Gotta Make a Living (1)

Riu and I ran with all our might for a long time.

Just by listening to Riu, who said he was knowledgeable about the area, and running aimlessly, we were completely freed from the pursuit of the guards.

"Hah...! Hah...! They're not coming anymore, right?!"

"Take a breath. You look tired."

"No, we ran together, so why are you the only one okay?"

"Because I lifted the stones diligently?"

"Sigh.... Never mind."

Far from being tired, I felt good with the moderately raised heat.

I was also excited that I had become a free man.

"But where is this?"

"It's a small city called Motar. It's the closest city to the prison camp."

"If it's the closest, wouldn't they expect us to escape in this direction?"

"Still, it's safer to blend in with the people. Cities farther than here can't be reached overnight."

I nodded.

Even a 10-year veteran of the game wouldn't know every corner of the empire.

Rather, the reality was that I only repeated the shortest route to clear it. Now that we were outside, it would be better to do as Riu said.

"I'll do as you say for the time being. So what's the next plan? If you imagined escaping, you would have also drawn the next picture."

"Of course. First, let's change our clothes."

"Clothes?"

"Wait here quietly. You absolutely can't go anywhere? You're my lifeline, right?"

You're my lifeline now.

Since we both had what we wanted, we wouldn't betray or run away, at least.

No. Come to think of it, he was born on the streets and was a pickpocket, so could I trust him?

Riu disappeared, and I was weighing between suspicion and conviction, but he returned in just an hour.

"Wear this."

"...You picked this kind of awful thing."

"There are beggars overflowing here. It's a strategic choice to disguise as a beggar."

"Yeah, you're so great."

I didn't have a lot of other options, so I wore the worn and smelly clothes that Riu handed over.

Still, seeing that the size fit perfectly, maybe it was a real strategic choice.

"And this."

"What is it?"

"Colored lenses."

"Lenses? Ah."

"Red eyes are Arahan's symbol, so you're not going to walk around with those eyes, are you? It won't take 2 hours for the rumors to spread."

"I was just curious about colored lenses."

"Eye color is also an accessory to awkward aristocrats. Well, elites like you wouldn't know."

Riu also handed over a potato that I didn't know where he had gotten from.

This guy, I wonder if he's not just good at using his hands, but a professional con artist.

Riu took a bite of a bigger potato than mine and sat down next to me.

"In the west, Arahan is the best, but the south considers the Bahl family the top. So the aristocrats here wear blue lenses."

Come to think of it, the Bahl family was from the south. Bahl was also a familiar family to me.

Because my main character was the knight class 'Torres Bahl'.

I had watched the last ending with that character.

If Arahan was in the magic ways, then Bahl was in swordsmen.

If Arahan's symbol was red eyes, then Bahl's was clear and blue eyes.

The eye colors were the opposite, just like how the knights and wizards hated and competed with each other in the world.

"Anyway, thanks for caring."

"But don't go around raising your head if possible. Colored lenses are quite expensive. If a beggar wears them, there will be guys who will try to take them."

"Yeah, I got it."

"Let's just sleep roughly today. There's a place I saw while coming."

Riu shook off his pants and (suddenly) (got up). (followed)