Chapter 681: Chapter 318: What are you doing here for me?_3
Watching the young girl curl her legs on the chair, lazily leaning against the back, her fair little feet dangling to avoid the floor, Leon hesitated for a moment and asked, “How about I carry you to buy shoes?”
However, upon hearing this, Ines raised her eyes with interest, tilted her head, and revealed a sly smile: “…~ Carry me? Mr. Leon, are you still not satisfied from earlier~? Be careful, I might really report this to Miss Olivia when we get back~”
Leon’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hand: “Ah? Of course not! Then… Your Highness, you wait here first, I’ll go buy two pairs of shoes and be right back.”
Saying that, he awkwardly left the shop, “running away” to the nearest tailor shop.
Hearing the melodious laughter of Ines behind him, Leon felt a bit annoyed.
A moment of carelessness before waking up, and now this little girl had something on him.
Leon dared not imagine what if Olivia found out and got angry, how would he appease her? He couldn’t let such a matter ruin their perfect record of never having argued as a couple…
Relying on his extraordinary observational skills, Leon recalled Ines’s foot size and bought a pair of shoes for her and himself, hurriedly returning to hand them to the girl to change into.
The two then went to the market to buy a set of ordinary casual clothes, quickly finding a nearby inn to change.
Wearing a Priest’s Robe adorned with church emblems everywhere, in case they encountered church people and got interrogated, there was always a risk of being unable to explain clearly, after all, neither he nor Ines had anything to prove their identity now.
After changing into casual clothes in the small guest room of the inn and simply cleaning the foot wound, considering his minimal magic power at the moment, Leon didn’t rush to heal the injury, merely wrapping the foot and putting on shoes before leaving the room.
He knocked on the door of the neighboring room and waited patiently.
Before long, Ines, dressed in a tight-waisted lady’s hunting outfit, opened the door.
Seeing the Little Princess, usually dressed elegantly and luxuriously, now in civilian clothes, one had to say it conveyed a different style compared to Olivia in casual wear.
“Shall we go down to eat something together? Or if you’re tired, you can rest in the room, and I’ll bring the food up.” Leon asked.
Ines frowned, touched the short sword she bought in the market for self-defense on her waist, and shook her head: “I don’t dare stay too far from you now, let’s go eat together.”
Leon also thought the same, she wasn’t the deceptively strong Olivia, but a genuinely delicate girl. Though she had learned a bit of self-defense, even with a sword, she was only slightly stronger than a regular person with no combat experience. Without the protection of Enchanted Armor, if she encountered an old farmer who had served as conscripted soldiers, it might still be a close call.
Leading the Little Princess to the inn’s first-floor restaurant, Leon had her find a place to sit, then headed to the bar, using the change from buying clothes to order the best food and drinks for them, both hungry.
While waiting for the change, Leon casually started gathering information:
“…I say, boss, Rolannar City, it seems to have recovered quite quickly since I last came…?”
The bearded innkeeper counted the coins and pushed them over, looking puzzled but not minding chatting a bit with this generous guest.
“…Recovered? What do you mean by recovery?”
Leon subtly frowned and quickly changed to a vague comment: “I mean, the city seems to have recovered to its usual liveliness as when I last came during Ascension Day.”
Hearing this, the bearded innkeeper grinned and said: “Of course, tomorrow the King’s parade team will enter the city, how could it not be lively? His Majesty is one of us Rolannar people, and I heard this time he’s returning from the Royal City for a pilgrimage, planning to hold a celebration in the city that’s no less grand than Ascension Day. Are you from another territory? If so, you came at the right time, enjoy the city in the coming days.”
Leon nodded with gratitude and asked, “It seems your business must be better than in previous years.”
The bearded innkeeper leaned against the bar with some pride: “With Holy Sun above and the Prophet’s blessing, when hasn’t business been good at my place?”
Leon’s heart was stirred, the strange feeling deepening, naturally, “I’m truly envious of you, traveling to and from the Northern Kingdom for business is getting harder each year. Have you had good business for ‘years’? Maybe I should return to my hometown and try opening an inn myself.”
Hearing this, the bearded innkeeper touched his beard and shrugged: “Young man, you better think it over before jumping in. This line of work isn’t as easy as it looks, and the world is unpredictable. Don’t be fooled by the success of my inn now, six years ago when the Kantadar people invaded, I thought I’d never return to Holy Land City.”
Listening to the advice hidden in casual talk, Leon tightened his grip on his fingers.
…Six years ago? The Kantadar people invaded?
“Ahem… Boss, speaking of which, what year is it this year again? I’ve been traveling and can’t even remember the calendar year.” Leon averted his gaze, casually asking.
“What year? Ah… when you suddenly ask, I can’t remember either.” The bearded innkeeper scratched his chin, naturally knowing the date, but without significant events, few bother remembering the year.
He turned around and loudly asked his son working in the back room: “Jock! What year is it now? Do you remember?”
The busy man in the kitchen impatiently yelled back: “866!”
Leon’s pupils contracted instantly.
Converting the Church Calendar of Seryan into the Orland Calendar, that would be year 678…
Three years later!!!?
He was somehow “blasted” three years ahead, from April of Orland Calendar year 675?
This… how could it be so absurd?
Leon couldn’t help but be stunned on the spot.