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“Are you okay?”
“Y-Yes… Hehe…”

Seletina paced alongside the girl, Vivicy, who was walking next to her, looking at her with concern.

Although they were probably about the same age, Vivicy was even shorter than the petite Seletina. Seletina seemed worried as she watched Vivicy walk next to her in an uncertain and restless manner.

Vivicy was holding a tissue up against the tip of her nose.

The fact that Seletina was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit that exposed up to her shoulders made it easy to disrupt Vivicy’s fine sense of reason.

“S-Sir Tieck, do you want to have breakfast?”
“No, I’m fine… is what I’d like to say, but would it be okay for me to join?”
“Of course! Lady Remilia is already waiting for you in the dining room, so please follow me.”

Seletina followed Vivicy, who led the way.

Seletina didn’t normally eat much. Her typical breakfast consisted of a bit of fruit, but right now they were in the middle of a war. Not eating in an emergency situation when you didn’t know when you wouldn’t be able to replenish your supplies would make one look like a third-class warrior.

Seletina was well aware of this, which is why she’d also taken up Vivicy’s offer.

Though whether the food would actually go down to Seletina’s stomach was a completely different story.

“P-Please go inside.”

Vivicy pushed open the door of one of the rooms, and suddenly the aroma of food hit Seletina’s nose.

Although it was only the aroma of food, it hit Seletina like never before.

Meat fat could be seen sizzling and dancing, while the smell of spices filled the entire room. Each glass around the table was filled to the brim with ale, creating an evening party atmosphere.

There was no morning or night in the Belbed Caravan.

There was only dark and light.

“Oh! If it isn’t Tieck!”
“What? He really is here!”
“Whoa! He looks even cooler!”
“Remilia apparently prepared that for him.”
“She’s got great sense!”
“Good morning, Tieck! Did you sleep well?”

Needless to say, Seletina was stunned to be surrounded by so many women.

The men part of the caravan was no different as they too joined in.

There was no way that such an immensely beautiful man, in reality a beautiful woman, could escape alive after being thrown into this den of lions.

The sight of Seletina being buried under a mountain of people was the same as the night before.

“P-Please wait! P-Please stop this!”

Seletina was being squeezed.

The occasional touch on her butt or arms were fine, however, Seletina couldn’t help but turn pale at the thought of her cloth getting undone and everyone finding out she was a woman.

Clap! Clap!

Two claps suddenly echoed. The sound was so clear that all the hands reaching for Seletina suddenly withdrew.

“You people really need to settle down… Sir Tieck is our guest, isn’t he?” Remilia, who looked somewhat… or rather completely dumbfounded, held her head in her hands as she complained.

In this brigade of maverick roughnecks of both sexes, it was rare to find someone as moderate as Remilia, as is the case with Vivicy.

With her cheeks still reddened, Seletina coughed twice to clear her throat, straightened herself, and turned to Remilia.

“Good morning, Lady Remilia.”
“Good morning, Sir Tieck. I apologize for our members…”
“No need. I think they’re quite nice and lively.”
“I appreciate you saying so…” As she said this, Remilia’s slitted eyes glared even more.

Then the women around them scattered like spiders. It seems that these women were not above Remilia in terms of power.

“I don’t feel like talking standing up. How about we talk over breakfast.”
“Let’s do that.” Seletina said, accepting Remilia’s offer.

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Fluffy scrambled eggs. A heap of bacon, its fat sizzling like fireworks. A toast smeared with a generous amount of fine butter… The moment she took a bite was the moment Seletina realized that she was indeed hungry.

“Delicious.”
“Fufu. I’m glad you like it.”

The festivities were still going on all around them.

Seletina had never eaten in such a boisterous environment before in this life, and it was somehow a new experience.

Remilia, sitting across from her, was probably quite used to this kind of scene. She was sipping her coffee in a calm manner.

She then smiled as her lips, which were tinged with rouge, curved upward and spoke to Seletina, who was still eating.

“I took the liberty of preparing that change of clothes for you, I hope they are to your liking.”
“Ah! I apologize for forgetting to mention it. Is it really okay for me to receive such an expensive outfit?”
“Of course. And it would be great if you started dressing a bit nicer. I’d like you to accept this outfit as a thank-you gift.”
“T-Thank you.” Seletina said, bowing her head.

Seletina struggled to determine the exact value of this outfit despite having keen vision from living with the Aldelight family.

Remilia, in turn, kept her smile and tipped her cup.

“Let’s talk after you’ve finished eating. The Boss is waiting for you in another room.”
“The Boss? Lady Imitia?”

Seletina asked and Remilia nodded slowly.

“Correct. I thought it would be better for you to discuss these matters directly with the Boss, rather than with me. The Boss is in good spirits this morning, so you have nothing to worry about.”

(Imitia’s woken up.)

Seletina couldn’t help but swallow down hard. This was the first time she’d speak normally with her in this life. A strange tension filled Seletina’s small chest.