Eleven

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I asked carriage driver because I thought he might have heard Larrenth kingdom, at least from his customers, but I did not expect much from him. There are nearly two hundred kingdoms under Wolavia Empire, that is currently ruling most of the continent. But station master? Yondra is a famous kingdom, so it is mostly connected to all of the kingdoms, so I expected station master to at least have heard about it. Now that I think about it, even I have never heard about it in my past life. Ugh… Isle! From which third rate kingdom do you come from? “Do you want to go to Larrenth?” I heard a male voice. I turned and found a huge man. He had broad shoulders with big muscles. His long and messy brown hair was tied in pony and his bushy beard covered his neck. His small emerald eyes look at me with curiosity. He wore a black cloak, and I can see a shirt, buttoned till upper chest, and a brown trousers and tattered hunting boots. My neck strained as I looked at him in daze. “Little girl” the man called. “Yes?” I asked. “Do you want to go Larrenth?” he asked again. “Yes. Yes”, I replied nodding. “Do you know Larrenth is a part of the Dalia islands” What? Dalia island? The one in Nenanda sea? It is extended part of Wolavia Empire. And Nenanda sea lies in west of Wolavia, while Yondra is actually in east. Going to west isn’t a problem, but I hear that Nenada sea is a nest for many monsters. So they are not many people who wish to go there. Ugh… seriously Isle, do you want me to die again in the process of rescuing you. “Even though you look like a beggar, but you still know a lot about this empire’s geography” I heard the man comment me. “Ah… I… I….” I hesitated but what should I say. I cannot tell this is the knowledge I gained by reading books in my past life. “If you want, I can take you there” he suggested. Suddenly, I became alert. Why does he want to take me there? Why is he willing to help me? He looks like a hooligan from every angle. Will ho do something to me? Or much worst, will he sell me to the brothel? Or slave traders? Let us earn some money on this girl. “I guess you went through a lot little girl. A girl so small is worrying like a young lady, just because a stranger offered some help” he said. Was my face so easy to read? “Don’t worry. I am not a bad person. I actually come from Larrenth. I have been missing it since a long time. But I was too lazy to go. With you, I think I can have inspiration in me to visit there again” he assured me. I looked at him suspiciously. This man is like a hunk. Even if he has to do something bad to me, he doesn’t need to ask my permission. He can easily strangle my neck with those big arms of his. And even though he is huge, his face looks calm, and I can see his clear eyes, they do not have any malicious intentions. “Thank you for help” I said. In Winfred mansion, though I looked useless, but I can read people’s intentions towards me. I protected myself because of this sixth sense that I always get. With this man in front, I feel more protected then threatened. “Follow me” he said. And all the above, god did not give me any choice except to follow him. If I say no, then Isle will be trapped in her tragic life. No. I can’t abandon her. During my dark times, she was the only thread of hope that appeared. The only person in this world who understood my agony. I cannot leave her that way. Even if I have to risk, I am fine. “Can I know your name?” I asked him. “People call me Eleven” he answered. “Ah…” I responded. As I followed him without any idea of his destination, we walked into the dark lane. Suddenly all my instincts alerted. What? Did my instinct tell me something wrong today? Is he really a hooligan? No. If he wants to force me, then he would have already done something. He won’t ask me to follow willingly. But why did take me to such a place? I looked around, finding a way to escape if there any troubles. He suddenly stopped. I stopped behind him. He turned and opened the door in his right. He walked inside. I peeped in. I found a bar. There were many people inside, drinking and enjoying. Some were gambling, some were dancing in their own tune, while few are lying on their tables unconsciously. The mood was quite cheerful, with chattering people, drinking the beer in their mugs. No one noticed our arrival. I walked in, cautiously. We stopped at the reception. There was a man at reception who greeted us. Will he offer me to him? Is he really selling me? Even if he does something, I still have a chance to escape. There are so many people here, if I shout and create some distraction then I can run away. He showed a tablet to the receptionist. I could not see it clearly, but there something inscribed on it. The receptionist looked at it seriously and nodded. The huge man walked towards the door behind the reception desk and opened it.  This is suspicious. What was that tablet? A secret token of some shady organization. No, I don’t want to go in. I won’t. “Is this girl with you?” the receptionist asked the man. “Yes” he answered. “Is it her first time?” the receptionist asked another question. “Yes” the hunk man answered. First time? That means I can come here multiple times? “I bet she doesn’t even know what lies behind this door” the receptionist guessed. “No, she doesn’t.”  “No wonder she was so tensed. Should I explain her?” “Your wish.” Ugh… is my face so easy to read. The receptionist walked towards us and bent to reach my height. “Little girl” he called me gently and then looked around. When he confirmed no one is around, he whispered, “beyond this, is black market. Don’t worry. They won’t buy kids like you. But different parts of the monsters. This is the market where hunters sell the monsters they caught.” I looked at him curiously. “And I guess you don’t know but that huge man is actually a hunter” the receptionist said with a smile. I looked at Eleven, who was glaring at me. Is he a hunter?
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