Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 160.2

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There was only one “human” whose presence could not be ignored.

The girl’s name was Aria, a white-skinned Mercenian woman, a rarity in this region where dark-skinned Cruzians were the norm.

Jesha first heard about Aria from Zilgan, her confidant and chaperone, who said, “There is an interesting human woman,” which surprised and intrigued her.

If she had been a danger, Zilgan would have taken care of her on the spot. But Zilgan did not fight the woman. Was she even worth killing, or was there another reason? 

But the adventurer woman never showed up at the guild again, and when Jesha’s interest began to wane, Kushim, one of the Munza Group elders, offered to sell Zilgan an exclusive high-grade Potion, a precious commodity in this desert, as an apology for his meddling with an adventurer he had his eye on. The adventurer who was offered the prize was Aria.

Aria was the adventurer who had been offered the job, and she was also the alchemist herself who could create the advanced Potion.

If Aria was such a skilled alchemist, it was understandable that the Munza Group would have taken a chance on her. As a result, Aria got into trouble with the Kirli Chamber of Commerce, and the Munza Group decided to settle the dispute by introducing a sales route as an apology to Aria.

Why would the Munza Group, a group of ruthless beastmen, do something so “outrageous” to a single adventurer? 

When Kushim himself told Jesha why, she thought he was joking.

In this town, where the fastest means of information transmission was not available, the main source of information was the merchants’ “gossip”.

However, while the Khalfaan Empire and the United Kingdom of Ganzar may be mentioned, the only “interesting stories” about other countries are those about the assassination of their Kings.

And one story made its way into their news, which was that of the [Ash-Crowned Princess].

I certainly thought it was interesting. A child joined the assassins’ guild, destroyed a branch, turned the assassins’ guild against her, and even fought with the thieves’ guild.

Not only the public, but also those who knew the underworld as well as the two major organizations that one would never mess with, the Assassins’ Guild and the Thieves’ Guild, faced off head-on against her the person was still alive, such an urban legend…

This kind of story was more interesting than the story of some King’s Confusion. It was a good topic of conversation at the bar, and it was only natural that the rumors should spread to this faraway land.

But Jesha almost smashed her precious wooden table, wondering if they were seriously making fun of the fact that the real person of that urban legend was in this town.

According to Kushim, Aria had smashed head-on against a horde of two hundred beastmen.

Even if she only half listened, Jesha wondered if she could do the same thing against a hundred people. Maybe she could if she could do nothing more than fight. But she was not sure if she could survive. And how could she win if she was against the Rank 4 Batir or Tooth Brothers, whose names Jesha also knew? 

How could any sane person in their right mind do such a thing? Thinking that the rumors were just exaggerated, she talked to a few of the beastmen adventurers, who were more frightened of the woman than of Jesha or Zilgan, calling her the “Rose of the Desert” and otherwise keeping their mouths shut.

They said that her appearance reminded Jesha of a single “rose” blooming in the wasteland that is the desert.

When Jesha saw Aria at the Adventurers’ Guild for the first time, she was convinced of this impression.

Her peach-blonde hair, which was rare even among the forest elves, let alone the Mercenians, would have looked like a “rose” to someone from this area who was used to black or brown hair.

She was so young that she looked like she had just come of age, and her slender, warrior-like physique reminded her of a noblewoman, and her face was so well-developed that one would think she was a beautiful princess of some kind.

Her eyes were serious, but this did not diminish her charm; on the contrary, it gave her a dark, bewitching allure that made one wished to touch a beautiful blade.

However, with one look at Aria, Jesha thought, “Oh no”.

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