ISEKAI? More like I See Crap!

The carriage rumbled gently across the dirt path, wooden wheels creaking as the beast pulling it snorted now and then.

Inside, Hazuki slowly opened his eyes, stretching lazily under the light clatter of travel.

"...Hey, old man... did we arrive yet?"

From the front, Girem let out a sharp snort, his gravelly voice thick with irritation. "Huh? Are ye daft, lad? We just got movin’ not even an hour ago!"

Hazuki blinked. "Oh... I thought we already arrived."

"Ye thought—!?" Girem groaned loudly, adjusting his grip on the reins. "Ye just been nappin’ there like a snorin’ log while this good boy here—" he jerked a thumb backward toward the massive beast pulling the wagon, "—kept walkin’ nonstop!"

Hazuki sat up properly and peeked out the side. The terrain was still forested, the road narrow but stable. No mountain in sight.

"That mountain we goin’ for... the one with that Hidun Grass ye want?" Girem continued, squinting at the winding path ahead. "It’s far. Real far. We keep movin’, rest at proper stop spots, we might get there by next day—if luck be good."

Hazuki groaned. "For real!? That far!?"

"Aye, lad. Ye lucky it’s me that agreed to haul yer lazy bones there." Girem gave a prideful huff. "If ye’d asked any other dwarf in this town, ha! They’d have told ye to shove yer herbs where the sun don’t shine."

Hazuki slouched in his seat with a sigh. "...Great. And here I thought this was gonna be a quick stroll and snatch."