“Turns out you’ve already gotten married.”
Mu’en glanced at Eluka’s ring finger, which he hadn’t noticed earlier, and now saw a diamond ring sparkling on it.
“Yes, I just got married last night.”
“Last night?”
Mu’en was momentarily taken aback.
Can one really get married at night?
“Must be a different custom,” he thought, not giving it much heed.
After all, this is a different world, where he’s seen men robbing while searching for true love—what else could possibly happen?
“Congratulations on your marriage, Eluka.”
“Thank you.”
“By the way, on your wedding day, you ran out to this remote place?” Mu’en asked, puzzled.
“I’m going to Bairland to handle some matters regarding my husband’s job and to buy some things,” Eluka pointed to the small backpack behind her.
“Job…”
Mu’en assessed Eluka’s attire and the emblem of a sword across her chest:
“You’re an adventurer, right? Is your husband one too?”
“Yes, but due to the new marriage, my husband and I have decided not to go on adventures for the time being. That’s why I’m informing the guild to avoid them thinking we disappeared for too long and marking me as dead; this sort of mistake happens often at the guild every year.”
“I see.”
Mu’en smiled, “Having to do so much on your wedding day, you really are working hard.”
“Not at all.”
Eluka’s cheeks turned slightly red: “To have a better married life, these things are necessary.”
“Haha, it seems you two are really in love.”
Mu’en continued, “I’m a bit curious about what kind of person your husband is, after all, to win the heart of someone as beautiful as you, he must be quite extraordinary.”
“You sweet talker, you must have deceived quite a few women,” Eluka laughed, covering her mouth. “My husband is just an ordinary person, but he loves me very much.”
“Nonsense, I don’t even have a girlfriend right now,” Mu’en sighed seriously.
“What a pity we didn’t meet sooner; otherwise, I could have known a bridesmaid at your wedding.”
“Not a chance,” Eluka joked.
“That’s too much…”
“By the way, my home is by the lake at the end of this river. Would you like to come sit for a while?” Eluka suddenly said, “After all, you are the one who rescued me from the bandits.”
“Hardly a benefactor; in the end, I still relied on you.”
Mu’en awkwardly scratched his head; without Eluka’s help, he might really have ended up as the Scar-faced Man’s captive.
“As for visiting your home…”
Mu’en thought for a moment.
If it were any other time, it wouldn’t be a problem.
But since the couple had just gotten married, they were in the midst of enjoying their world together, and barging in as a third wheel didn’t seem appropriate.
“Maybe it’s best to pass; I’ll just…”
Goo—
Mu’en’s refusal was suddenly interrupted by a low rumbling.
“Eh, was that thunder?”
Eluka jumped in surprise, looking up at the sky.
But today was clear with not a cloud in sight.
While puzzled, she suddenly realized Mu’en’s cheeks were flushed, as if he had been caught with a hidden magazine.
“You…”
“Haha…”
Mu’en awkwardly forced a laugh.
Damn, he had forgotten that he hadn’t eaten anything for nearly a whole day.
Plus, after a long period of intense activity, he was already feeling hungry.
“I see.”
Eluka gave a mischievous smile, touching her cheek and pretending to be regretful:
“Since Mr. Mu’en is unwilling, I cannot force it. It’s just a pity I’m making a big dinner tonight; it can only be enjoyed between us two.”
“A big dinner…”
“That’s right, a whole roasted lamb.”
“Thud, a whole roasted lamb.”
“Sigh, it’s still a bit challenging for just two people to eat an entire lamb, but there’s nothing to be done since…”
“I’m very sorry, Miss Eluka, oh no, Mrs. Eluka.”
Under the allure of the roasted lamb, Mu’en clasped his hands together and earnestly pleaded:
“Please let me shamelessly crash for dinner!”
“Oh, weren’t you saying you wouldn’t come?”
“Who said that? Even if I turn into a one-kilowatt light bulb today, I must taste Mrs. Eluka’s cooking!”
(TN: “Light Bulb” is a term used to refer to a matchmaker.)
“You really know how to talk.”
Eluka, not intending to tease Mu’en too much, couldn’t help but smile gently:
“Then let’s go.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Eluka!”
Mu’en was overjoyed, picking up a stick he found, and followed Eluka toward the lake at the end of the river.
…
I love you.
…
Hmm?
Mu’en suddenly frowned and looked around.
Strange, he thought he heard someone speaking.
“Um… Eluka?”
“Yes? What’s up?”
“Did you say something?”
“What?”
Eluka turned her head, puzzled:
“I didn’t say anything at all.”
“That’s odd; could it be I’ve gone too long without food and am hearing things?”
Mu’en scratched his head, not thinking much of it.
So the gentle breeze rustled the leaves, covering any discordant sounds.
…
“This is my village.”
Following Eluka, Mu’en arrived in a small fishing village by the lake.
“Hey? It’s quite nice.”
Mu’en looked up from the village entrance and saw the lake shimmering, the scenery charming.
Moreover, he recognized that this was Beipole Lake, where he had once visited with his family last year.
“Living at a scenic spot and being able to see such beautiful views at all times is truly enviable.”
“Not that exaggerated.”
Eluka smiled shyly and said, “No matter how beautiful the scenery is, after a while it feels ordinary, and living by the lake also has many inconveniences.”
“But it still feels great overall.”
Having regained some strength, Mu’en tossed aside the stick, holding his head, feeling the gentle wind from the lake brushing against his face, savoring this hard-earned moment of peace.
Thinking back, ever since he crossed into this world, he had been chased by various events and hadn’t truly relaxed yet.
That’s precisely why he felt the need to appreciate this beauty more meticulously.
“Let’s go.”
Feeling it was about time, Eluka led Mu’en deeper into the village.
“It’s so quiet.”
Mu’en looked around, surprised to see that all the houses had their doors tightly shut, with not a soul in sight.
“Because everyone is very busy right now.”
Eluka explained:
“The autumn fish are fatty, and the autumn harvest is about to start, so the villagers are almost all outside working; it’s quite normal for them to sleep on their boats or in the fields.”
“That sounds tough.”
“Yes, everything piles up, and even the kids can’t have a break. But that’s just how the harvest goes; once this time passes, it will only be joy left.”
Eluka suddenly stopped in front of a small courtyard, her face lighting up as she said:
“We’ve arrived.”
