Yinsen insisted on seeing Selene, and naturally, he had his reasons: he needed to determine whether this Selene was the one he knew.
It was not merely a matter of determining whether she was Selene the vampire from Underworld. The key was whether she was the one from his ship.
If she was not, that would be better. It would prove that this Tower of Babel was merely a trial aimed at him personally.
But if she was the one he knew, things would become troublesome—it would mean that not only had he been "trapped" here, but his companions aboard the ship, or rather, anyone connected to him, might have been dragged in as well.
He desperately wanted to reach Transylvania, but having become an ordinary person, he could neither fly nor use Teleportation. He could only rely on his legs; fortunately, Van Helsing had not abandoned him just because he had a horse, so he at least had a guide and would not end up unable to find the place.
They walked until sunset before Van Helsing stopped traveling and decided to camp there for the night.
He took some hard bread and jerky from his pack, casually roasted them over the fire, and called it dinner.
Yinsen also carried a small amount of jerky, all provisions brought over from the "previous world." Borrowing the bonfire Van Helsing had lit, he warmed it up a little. The two men sat by the fire, quietly eating a dinner that was far from delicious.
Only after finishing the jerky in his hand did Van Helsing ask Yinsen why he was going to Transylvania.
"Didn't I already tell you?"
"You really know Selene?"
Yinsen's clothes were somewhat damaged, and he looked rather "downcast," but even from the small details, it was still