"Forget it. This isn't fun anymore."
After entertaining herself with a little role-playing alone, she found it rather pointless. Durandal walked straight over to the monster's corpse and pulled out her knight's lance.
"There's nothing of value here. Let's find somewhere with people first."
Durandal checked this world's quests and found that there were none at all. It was probably because they had not yet been activated.
Without a Main Mission, she could not obtain any useful information. This place was utterly desolate... so she could only find somewhere inhabited first.
"Then let's go, Lord Durandal!"
Rita put away her scythe, walked over to Durandal's side, and directly took the hand of this other "self."
As expected of Lord Durandal, who had practiced martial arts year-round.
Yet there were no calluses at all. Her hand still felt just as nice, though... Rita was much the same.
Durandal and Rita walked for a long time. Without a map or anything similar, they did not know where they were, so they could only keep heading in one direction.
But even so, the two of them... or rather, one person, still did not encounter any sign of human habitation.
This place was far too barren. Perhaps their luck had run out, to have appeared somewhere so remote.
But the girl had long since gotten used to it. At the beginning... she had either fallen into the sea or appeared in some forest. Showing up at the border now was no big deal.
After walking for nearly an hour, Durandal suddenly stopped.
Hardly needing to say anything, since they were the same person and understood each other perfectly, Rita walked directly in front of Durandal and was pulled into her arms.
It was not that she wanted to do anything to her "self,"