Chapter 10: Teacher
‘It’s quieter than I thought.’
In the Northern Regions, the month of May was the period when the snow started to melt.
And as the snow melted, it turned into water, the unpaved roads becoming muddied and soaked.
So, it was only natural that my shoes were caked in mud the moment I left the Grand Ducal Castle.
It must be expensive to pave roads throughout the vast Land of Bitter Cold.
The fact that only the Palace’s interior and certain streets were paved was probably due to resource or technological limitations.
Nevertheless, despite the mud, my steps had never been so light.
‘I can certainly feel the romance of it.’
There were some things I always wished to try should I one day wake up in a medieval period.
For example, walking through their medieval streets, tasting some medieval street food, and soaking in their medieval ambiance.
Honestly, the life of a free-spirited adventurer called forth a man’s romance far more than a rigid aristocratic life. I wished to eat rustic meals served on a simple wooden table with fantasy songs playing in the background. In fact, I desired it much more than the exquisite feasts laid out in fancy noble dinnings.