The Folk Customs Here Were Simple and Honest
"What about you? What did you find?" the man beside her interrupted and asked.
The young man's mouth twitched. "I went to an aroma shop yesterday. I don't know what happened, but when I got up early this morning, the two people who'd robbed me had inexplicably disappeared. I was so scared I ran out right away."
The long-haired female player and the big man hadn't fared much better. "The place we stayed yesterday was called Bauhinia Restaurant. There was nothing wrong with the restaurant itself, but most of the guests staying there were man-eaters. Once night fell..."
She didn't finish, but the helpless look on her face alone made it clear what a nightmare it was to stay somewhere full of cannibalistic diners.
"What kind of place is this?" the wounded woman said, pounding the table.
"This Fairytale City is so strange," the long-haired female player said. "The locals and the tourists alike all love telling stories. You can't walk ten meters without three or four people coming over to sell you some inside scoop. They're all horrifying tales. After hearing them, you're left with just one impression..."
"There isn't a single safe place in this city." Someone behind them suddenly picked up where she left off. They turned around and saw a young woman with a backpack.
The Backpack Woman came over and said frankly, "I'm a player too. We're probably here for the same Dungeon."
"I got here before you. I arrived around noon, with two male players, but I don't know where they went."
"Were they a guy with a buzz cut and another with an eyebrow piercing?" the long-haired female player asked.
The Backpack Woman nodded.
"They've already disappeared," the young man hurriedly added. "At Beauty Aroma