Chapter 77

Having seen enough, Vieta went outside the inn. She was worried about Blanc, but since Fulcare was with Blanc, she figured it would be all right to leave for a little while.

Since it was still early evening, many shops had yet to close. Vieta went from shop to shop along the main street lined with two-story buildings and bought the supplies she needed.

“Maybe I should buy another mask and pair of gloves. Come to think of it, I need socks too.”

After riding for long periods, gloves and socks quickly wore thin and frayed. Since she could not wash them regularly, there were times when she had to ride all day in damp gloves and socks that gave off a musty smell.

They would soon arrive at the capital, but she wanted to buy plenty of spares to prevent such mishaps even for the short time remaining.

Finally, Vieta bought two well-boiled potatoes to make up for the dinner she had ruined, then headed back toward the inn.

She wanted to look around a little longer, but both Blanc and Henrick weighed on her mind, and she felt uneasy about being away for too long.

‘Hmm…. They’d taste better while they’re hot.’

On her way to the inn, Vieta could not resist the temptation and took out a potato.

Ignoring the eyes around her, she peeled the potato, which still retained some warmth, and took a large bite. It was a savory treat even without adding salt...