I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 110

Chapter 110
Potato or Potensian

After a night that felt like a romantic comedy, a new day dawned. As soon as the sun began to rise, people started bustling around.

They had a light breakfast and packed up the blankets used for sleeping. After covering the extinguished campfires with dirt or leaves, they split into ten groups and resumed their journey.

Noah’s group, being the rearmost, waited quietly until the other groups departed.

“Yawn…”

Lian yawned widely, rubbing the tears from his eyes, having had a restless night due to the cursed sword incident. Noah watched him secretly.

Noah wanted to rush to his side and ask him countless questions and sort things out, but she restrained herself.

‘I promised not to push him.’

Julianna, with her rich social experience, had told Noah that Lian wasn’t reluctant to share because he didn’t trust her, but because he was used to handling everything alone.

To really get Lian to open up, she needed to break down his defenses.

If she got angry and pressed him whenever he said “I’m fine,” Lian would be even more reluctant to talk.

For that reason, even if Lian bled alone or showed signs of hiding something, Noah avoided asking. She intended to treat his problems as trivial, like he did, to make it easier for him to talk.
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‘Am I doing this right?’

Doubt crept into Noah’s mind, but she quickly shook her head to dispel it. She knew all too well that such heavy worries always held her back.

Soon, it was time for Noah’s group to depart. Without mentioning the previous night’s incident, she maintained her usual demeanor.
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‘Grr… It’s even harder today.’

Despite Noah’s efforts, Lian kept his distance more than the day before.

‘It’s all Gargandoa’s fault.’

Having seen and felt Noah’s flat chest, Lian stuttered every time he spoke to her, his gaze involuntarily dropping, and his face heating up.

Noah’s normal behavior—no, her extra attentiveness—only deepened Lian’s troubles.

Days passed, and they finally arrived at a new town.

They deliberately avoided smaller villages where their presence would be too noticeable. This town was quite sizable, serving as a waypoint for those heading to Cardishian, with a bustling population that masked their group of about 100.

They entered the town in staggered intervals to gather supplies and rest at inns, without drawing attention.

With so many people coming and going, there was no need for guards at the town entrance, allowing easy entry.

To prevent information leaks, they had agreed that each group would stay at a different inn.

“Ah?”

Noah, hurrying along, suddenly stopped. Everyone, including Lian, turned their gaze from her to the direction she was looking.

“Wow…”

“It’s all collapsed.”

At the end of their gaze stood a completely crumbled building. Given the town’s wild reputation, no one was surprised. Noah murmured softly.

“We planned to stay at that inn…”

“It collapsed a month or two ago.”

A man smoking nearby chimed in when he heard Noah.

“Some guy, Potato or Potensian, got into a fight, and it ended up like that.”

‘Ah, one of the Four Heavenly Kings must have brought it down.’

The remains of an incident caused by Potensian, the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings, who had devoted himself to an outer god, were still visible on the way to Cardishian.

“The innkeeper moved to another spot over there. If you’re going, head that way.”

The man exhaled a long puff of smoke and smiled. Noah, familiar with the local customs, flicked a silver coin to him.

The man caught it with ease. Seeing the unexpectedly high amount, he widened his eyes and grinned.

“Thanks.”

With that, he left quickly, understanding that the silver coin also served as hush money.

“Let’s hurry before sunset.”

Noah quickened her pace, heading toward the inn the man had mentioned. As he said, an inn with the same name stood there.

The first floor of the inn was a restaurant, bustling with people, with tables even set up outside.

“Haha! Drink! Drink up!”

“The first one to pass out buys everyone else’s drinks, got it?”

Loud laughter, curses, and the smell of alcohol and smoked meat filled the air.

“There was no information about the first floor being a tavern.”

Noah frowned in thought before heading inside. The interior was packed with busy staff and full tables.

Fortunately, there was a clear path from the entrance to the desk.

As they made their way to the desk, some people eyed them, but no one dared to pickpocket since Noah held all the money.

“Damn it… what’s this?”

“Haha!”

“You idiot, haha!”

“It’s like a squirrel’s stash!”

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A man who had managed to pickpocket someone found his loot was just a bag of acorns and scowled.

“Ah! My acorns…!”

Ribon, the youngest in the group, looked at the rough men in surprise. As she reflexively moved towards the table, dragging Lian with her, the man glared at her.

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“What’s with this garbage?!”

Angry at being mocked by his friends, the man glared at Ribon. When she swiftly grabbed the acorn bag back, his face turned redder with rage.

“Now you’re getting robbed by a kid.”

“Some master thief you are, haha!”

The man, who had been bragging about robbing a great dark wizard’s house, couldn’t have been more humiliated.

“Ribon, let’s go. Noah’s got a room.”

“Okay!”

At Noah’s signal, Lian quickly pulled Ribon away. The man drew his sword from his waist.

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Shing!

“Stop there! You’re making a fool of me…!”

“Ah! Get out of the way!”

The man stood up suddenly, knocking into a waitress carrying twelve glasses of beer.

Crash!

The man, drenched in beer, fell to the floor.

“Damn it! You bastards!”

Furious, the man swung his sword, aiming at the waitress who had collided with him. Just as he was about to strike—

Thud.

“…?”

Someone grabbed his shoulder. He turned his red face to see a group of muscular men grinning wickedly.

“You knocked over our drinks?”

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“What?”

“What’s what? ‘What’ is the name of your house slave, you jerk.”

Angry from waiting long for their drinks, the men took the opportunity to drag the sword-wielding man outside.

In the midst of this comedic scene created by the gag filter, Noah’s group went upstairs without further issue.

The group of eight, regardless of gender or age, stayed in one room. It was unavoidable, given the dangers of the Demon King’s territory.

“It’s inconvenient, but this is the best option for now, so please understand.”

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Everyone knew how dangerous the Demon King’s land was, so no one complained.

“Let’s eat in the room to avoid the chaos outside.”

“Yes.”

“I’ll go get the food.”
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Loyal but weaker members volunteered to get the food. With many mouths to feed, about half, including Noah, went to fetch food.

Noah grabbed an empty bag to purchase additional supplies. Though they had brought a dimensional bag, it was too valuable to flaunt around recklessly.

“I’ll be back. Lian, keep an eye on things.”

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“Uh, okay…”

Noah awkwardly smiled at Lian, who couldn’t meet her eyes, and left the room.

‘Let’s be quick.’

Although she had witnessed Lian’s strength several times, she couldn’t help but worry. Noah quickly left the inn and headed to the night market.

Knowing exactly what she needed, the shopping went swiftly. She exchanged brief nods with other team members she encountered.

With her bag now heavy, Noah returned to the inn. The dining tables on the first floor were less crowded now that mealtime had passed. As she walked through the restaurant to head upstairs—

“Sniff… sniff…”

She heard a woman sobbing. Her gaze instinctively turned toward the sound.

A woman was crying into a table, while another woman, presumably her friend, patted her back.

“I treated him so well… sniff, sob…”

“I told you he was acting strange.”

“I thought it wasn’t true…”

“Oh, just eat. Eat and forget about it.”

“Okay…”

“Come on, eat this and relieve your stress. Then start fresh tomorrow, okay?”

“Alright… let’s do it!”

The two women, who seemed to be mercenaries, started chugging their drinks. Noah’s gaze lingered on their emptying glasses.

‘Why do they drink something that tastes so bad?’
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End of Chapter.