"Oh, so that's what happened," Sara said, nodding at my explanation about the city guards while licking her ice cream cone.
"Yes, I considered simply fleeing, but it seemed like a significant inconvenience in the future," I remarked as I consumed my ice cream.
"It wouldn't have been a problem. You're a princess now. Remember that." Sara spoke, sighing.
"Hmm, so all I should have done is show my insignia, and then I can walk away?" I replied, baffled at how easy I could have been.
"Yeah, pretty much," Sara said, shrugging.
"Isn't it like abusing your authority?" I posed this question, tilting my head towards her.
"Yes and no. Normal city guards can't really do anything to us because we are nobles, but if we run into a sergeant or someone higher, then we need to listen and comply. They do have the authority to arrest us." Sara clarified, causing me to nod my head in agreement with the system.
"Hmm, so we will be expecting to see one today, aren't we?" I said, stopping in my tracks with the dreadful thought.
"Oh yeah, definitely. After all, you did kill a city guard," Sara said sarcastically.
"Hmm, but he attacked you and drew his sword at me," I said thoughtfully.
"Oh yeah, there won't be any problems; just some paperwork and stuff, and probably a scolding from the chief."
"Scolding?" I said it with a dissatisfied expression.
"Yeah, she cares a lot about what happens with her subordinates," Sara explained, starting to eat her cone.
"Oh, I see."
"Well, enough of that. Let's get the things you want," Sara said, gesturing at me.
"Ah yeah, let's go to a blacksmith," I said, nodding at her.
"Why there?"
"I should have some of the equipment I desire." Oh, they would also sell metals, right?" I asked, tilting my head in her direction.
"Hmm, yes, but I would rather go to the merchant guild for that," Sara said, shaking her head.
"Ah, that's true. You guys do have that," I said, recalling reading about the guilds.
"Yes, and go to the hunter's guild if you need monster or beast parts."
"Yes, but I don't think it's a smart idea to get monster materials that would be way too expensive," I said, sighing as I remembered the cost back on Earth.
"Yes, I believe the travel expenses are significantly higher." It's reasonable to assume they originate solely from Earth. We have a variety of creatures on this side, so it's not a worthwhile endeavor. Sara replied, shrugging.
"Yeah, but what is the real difference between the two?" I inquired, unaware of the nature of the beasts in the demon world.
"Their origins and monsters are stronger than the beasts on this planet," Sara said, shrugging.
"Ah, I see. Have you ever hunted a monster before?" I inquired, wondering how she knew.
"No, I've never been to Earth or met you." I only heard from Mom and Dad." Sara said this, rubbing her cheek.
"Really? Wow, you missed out a lot on that side." I said, laughing.
"I can say the same about our planet," Sara said, laughing as well.
"True, true," I said, nodding at her words.
"So, have you hunted monsters?"
"A couple of times, they aren't that bad. Well, the small ones aren't bad; the big ones are a pain to kill." I reminisced about the challenging tasks my supervisor assigned me during my brief stint in Africa.
"Because you cannot do major damage to it easily," Sara said, tilting her head at me.
"Yeah, my skills work best against humanoids," I said, grinning while laughing.
"I see that's quite frightening," Sara said worriedly.
"Is it?" I asked, confused.
"Yes, your laughter and expression are one thing; however, I did not even perceive an image of your speed, Ren, when you severed that individual's head." She explained awkwardly.
"Uh-huh, I know. You know that we are the strongest on this planet, right? Just think about how Uwe destroyed me a few weeks ago when I was at my strongest." I smiled at her, remembering how useless I was against him.
"Yeah, there is a giant defense to knowing it, and seeing it for yourself isn't there," Sara said with a shocked expression.
"Yeah? The first time I saw General Bell in action, I felt like you right now."
"General Bell," Sara mumbled, looking shocked at me.
"So how long until we are at the blacksmith?" "So how long until we are at the blacksmith?" I asked, prompting Sara to interrupt her thoughts and start looking around.
"Oh shoot, we walked past it," Sara said, surprised, looking back.
"Haha."
"Don't laugh! How did we even miss it? It has a giant sign in front of the shop." Sara walked back the way we had come.
"Ugh, really?"
"Yeah, didn't you see anything?"
"I don't know anything. I was following you." I replied, shrugging.
"Tch dammit." Sara cried, kicking the floor. Not long after that, we arrived at a medium-sized building with a giant sign saying, local smith.
"You weren't joking that things were huge."
"Yeah, so how the hell did we miss it?"
"I don't know. I guess we were having more fun talking than we thought," I said, shrugging.
"Well, whatever, let's go in," Sara said, walking up to the main door, but a hammer came flying right through the moment she was about to open the door. Fortunately, she aimed her head directly at me, or rather, well above me.
Moving to the side, I easily grabbed the hammer out of the air.
"Something common?" I inquired, peering through the damaged doorway.
"HANO!!!!!! What the fuck were you trying to do?" Sara yelled, ignoring my question and storming into the building.
"Princess Sara!? It was you?" A female dwarf spoke, emerging from behind what I assumed to be the register.
"Hano, why the fuck did you throw your hammer out your door like that?" Sara said, glaring at the hano.
"Tch, there have been some bugs here lately, and I thought it was just you guys again." It was just a scare tactic." Hano said, waving her off.
"Scare tactic? If it had been a scare tactic, anyone else standing in Ren's place would have perished. Sara said she was very annoyed.
"That was the idea, but she is way shorter than I thought—ugh," Hano said before receiving her own hammer to her face.
"Dwarf, look who's talking," I said, annoyed.
"Hey, that hurts!" The dwarf yelled and glared at me.
"No shit; it should hurt. It's a fucken hammer." I said, glaring back at her.
"Sigh, okay, guess we got it all out of our system," Sara said, sighing.
"I want to buy something from you. Here is the list, and if you don't have it available right now, can you make it for me?" I said I was giving her some papers.
"You guys are just going to ignore the fact that some people are harassing me?" the dwarf asked, his expression confused. The dwarf said, baffled.
"It's not our problem now. Can you get my things?" I gestured for her to move on.
"I guess everyone is the same. I don't care about other people's problems." Hano walked to the back of the store.
"Hey, stop whining and get to it already," I said, getting more annoyed.
"Hey, Ren, shouldn't we do something at least? I like hearing her out."
"After she attacked us? No, and it's unlikely that whoever these people are will destroy her business." I shook my head, taking in the size of the smithy.
"But it will hurt."
"Sara, it's not our problem."
"But it is. We royals need to care for the commoners." Sara spoke, trying to argue against
"Sigh, if you have such a problem with it, why don't you ask the sage outside to help you?" I said, pointing at the broken door where a person in a white uniform stood, shaking her head disappointedly at us two. I couldn't see her facial expression.
"Princess, have I not talked to you about killing my workers for no apparent reason?" The sergeant said disappointed.
"What? I have never done that before, chief! Who the hell did that!?" Sara expressed her confusion upon witnessing her exoneration.
"Oh, chief, it's Princess Julia who does that." One of the individuals behind the woman uttered these words:
"Oh, right, it was that brat, wasn't it? Sorry, Princess Sara, I have only dealt with that brat outside the palace or at social gatherings." The now-known chief said it awkwardly.
"Sigh, that sister of mine. I really should give her a scolding."
"Man, that girl is even worse than me, hahaha." I laughed at hearing them call Julia a brat.
"That isn't a good thing." The chief said this, tilting her head at me.
"Right, you were here too. Who is that, Princess Sara?" The sage asked, pointing at me.
"Sigh, Chief White. This is my adopted sister, Ren Diamons." "Ren, this is Chief White, my best friend's older sister." Sara clarified the situation and introduced the two of us.
"Pfft, white like the uniform," I said, shuddering from keeping my joke in.