Chapter 541: One’s Gaze
I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
ãMogu! Mogu!ã
ãGafu! Gafu!ã(*munching sfx)
ãDoes it taste good?ã
ãNn!ã
After we returned from our adventure in Lady Blue, Fran and Urushi were now in the middle of dinner at the inn.
They even served a normal meal for Urushi too without needing us to pay any extra fee.
The mealâs contents were not an animalsâ food or anything like that, it was just the normal, salty food, from the same menu as Franâs.
It was hard to say if she was just like the old Japanese moms who didnât care about the health of their animals, or if she just dared to serve the same food to Urushi because she saw him as a powerful magic beast.
The menu consisted of gnocchi-like pasta made from wheat and potatoes with cheese, and tomato soup with ground meat. The rest of the meal consisted of bread, scotch eggs, and salad.
Urushiâs portion was put together in a large deep dish, making it look like a left-over food for cats. No, it was not even a left-over food for cats anymore when it was mixed with so many other things.
It looked very unappetizing, but Urushi was eating it like it tasted good. It seemed that it consisted of a combination of ingredients that went surprisingly well together.
ãâ¦Hmmmã
Aah, Fran, donât mix it up! Itâs not polite! Donât look at Urushi with such envious eyes. It may look delicious, but itâs not!
ãHow do you like my cooking?ã
ãIt tastes good!ã
ãWoofã
ãThatâs good to hear then. Just say so if you want more. Iâve got plenty of itã
After that, she refilled Franâs bowl three times without any hesitation, and the old lady didnât even look uncomfortable, and even happily gave us a special serving.
But still, was it okay for us to eat this much? Should we pay extra for it? Fran and Urushi were probably already eating ten peopleâs servings after allâ¦
However, the old lady didnât seem to mind Fran and Urushiâs binge eating. The way she smiled while looking at Fran and Urushi, was just as if she were grandmother taking care of her grandchildren.
ãUwaah, you sure eat a lot arenât you?ã
ãIt was deliciousã
ãIs that so? How about some herbal tea after dinner then?ã
ãOkayã
It was a dark green tea that looked quite bitter, but Fran seemed to enjoy drinking it. She seemed to rather like it.
As Fran sipped her tea, she looked up at the huge old tree. Well, her gaze was blocked by the ceiling though.
Fran, who had been quietly staring at the tree for a while, unexpectedly opened her mouth.
ãHey, is there really a spirit in this tree?ã
ãYeah, the Spirit of the Green Trees was in itã
ãWhy did you build an inn around such a tree?ã
ãItâs a bit of a long story, butâã
The old lady gave us a very long explanation, just like what she said. Fran almost got bored halfway through, but I managed to tie her to a chair with my telekinesis and secretly gave her some sweet snacks out of my storage.
To summarize briefly, there was originally a tree here where spirits dwell. It was said that the tree was now over 3,000 years old. However, about 1,500 years ago, it was not considered to be a tree where spirits dwelled anymore, but just a mysterious magical tree. Its sap, branches, leaves, and bark of the tree had been forcibly extracted by the alchemists and pharmacists who lived in this area at that time, and the tree had weakened.
The tree was then saved by the Elves who founded the inn, and Weena Rhyn, who was consulted by the Elves.
The method was simple: they bought the place and surrounded it so that no one could mess with the spirit tree. The reason why they turned it into an inn was because the spirits that lived in the tree liked to observe people.
As a result, it became an unusual inn that only allowed people approved by the spirits to stay inside. Fifteen hundred years have passed since then, and now the old lady, the granddaughter of the founder, was running the place. It has been 1500 years, and she was still the third generation⦠As expected of the long-lived Elf.
ãThen, was I also approved by the spirits?ã
ãYeah. In the first place, you wouldnât have been able to enter the inn without the spiritâs approvalã
I didnât know that. We couldnât sense spirits, so we had no idea. Spirits were mysterious existences after all.
I also understood the horror of it. After all, since we couldnât detect it, we wouldnât know if a spirit were aiming to attack us.
We would know if it launched an attack on us, but if the spirits were to lie low and stay put, it would be nearly impossible to detect them.
Afterwards, Fran and Urushi thanked her for the meal and went back to our room. Even as she walked, she kept looking at our surroundings.
Well, I know what she was looking for.
ãAre you looking for the spirit?ã
ãNn! I want to see it!ã
ãWoof!ã
Even when we got back to our room on the third floor, she peeked between the branches of the spirit tree and into a small cave. But she never touched them. I guess it was because she was told not to hurt them.
However, there was no way she could find the spirit by doing so, and she ended up giving up.
Both Fran and Urushi went to bed looking disappointed. Lately, Fran and Urushi have been sleeping in the same bed together. Now that Urushi could become smaller, it was no longer a problem.
Urushi was held tightly by Franâs hands and feet in a hug. I wonder if it hurt. No, Urushiâs sleeping face looks happy. Fran was also breathing comfortably, and both of them seemed to be enjoying their sleep.
As I was observing their sleeping faces, Fran suddenly opened her eyes. Did my presence disturb her?
But when Fran jumped out of bed, her gaze was not on me, but on the entrance to the room for some reason.
ãWh-whatâs wrong, Fran?ã
ãWoof?ã
Even Urushi, who had fallen off the bed when Fran suddenly raised herself, tilted his head, unable to understand what was happening.
ãâ¦I felt a gaze on meã
ãA gaze? Did you feel it too, Urushi?ã
ãWoofâ¦ã
ãI felt itã
Fran too, was still unclear about it.
Did she have a strange dream? Neither Urushi nor I could sense it after all⦠We used our skills to the best of our ability to search for a presence and magic, but we couldnât sense any presence of anyone other than us and the old lady inside the inn.
Of course, there was the presence of small insects, but it was hard to imagine that Fran would be awakened by such a presence. For example, if she had magic or skills that allowed her to see into the distance through the eyes of insects, she would definitely be able to sense the presenceâs origin. However, there was not even that in the inn.
ãMaybe it was the spirit? It was said to like to observe people after allã
ãI seeã
After that, neither Fran nor the two of us could feel any presences. Well, we were dealing with a spirit after all. It would be quite difficult to sense them.
Eventually, Fran lay down on the bed again.
ãâ¦Good nightã
ãOu, good nightã
ãSpiritâ¦ã
It seemed that it would be a while before Fran could sleep soundly.