Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 163: Arriving, at last, at Portus Coillbenn!

"Yayyy~ We’ve finally arrived~ ~ Yooo~"

Magen stretched his body raising one hand towards the sky while his other hand held the elbow of the raised hand. Her long, tousled dirty blonde hair that reached her shoulder blades on her back swayed with the gentle current of the wind.

"It’s really nice to get off the train after a long trip for half a day"

After a long train journey it is really nice to be able to put your feet on the ground. And it’s not that I’m complaining about a bad trip, the truth is that it was very smooth and there were no problems.

The midday meal, although not the best, was good. Although of course, we ate in the high-end restaurant train car.

The members of my group are all kids from noble and powerful families. Almost the moment we entered the restaurant many merchants and traders greeted us and tried to make conversation and connections.

And though lots of them tried to cozy up to the youngest Saintess Summoner in history... Rudelle shooed them all away.

After a midday meal we returned to our train compartment, to spend the second half of the trip in boredom.

To avoid getting dizzy and other discomforts, I avoided using my spatial sensitivity, so I could only take out books to read.

Kara also read with me while Tikshna sat leaning against the backrest with her knees drawn up and a pen and a sheet of paper writing who knows what.

Unlike Magen who was just lying on the table in the center of the train compartment completely bored, Xifia was doing her schoolwork and sometimes hit Magen on the head with her pen.

Dianeira also read, but Dianeira read things similar to magazines. It seems like everyone brought something to do during the train ride.

On the other hand, Destan...

Destan, like me, seemed to know nothing about the trains of this world, so he did not prepare for a long train journey. Although he no longer feels uncomfortable after the initial fainting due to the high speed of the train, he now seems calm with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes closed.

He looked deep in thought, but soon his head started drooping and his breathing evened out—he’d just fallen asleep.

The trip was calm and boring with small conversations at times and general conversations.

On the train we couldn’t talk about the quest so although it seemed like there were people who knew we were on a Quest, they didn’t know what it was about.

When I got off the train, the magical lights were already shining, driving away the darkness of the night.

Dusk has already passed and in my calculations it is already past seven at night. Magen and Xifia were helping Destan carry his luggage. Despite their protests, Destan can’t stop girls from being -Chivalrous- and letting a -Boy- carry heavy luggage.

Even though it’s night, there are still tons of carts pulled by Red One-Horned Horses and many people helping to unload products and resources. From what I investigated, this port, Portus Coillbenn, is a very important City not only for the Human Kingdom but also for the elven kingdom of Metsakaupunki.

Trade by sea is the best way of trade between humans and elves since by land not only does the merchant caravan have to travel such a long distance that it can tire the Red One-Horned Horses since they have to travel an L route since they have to go down south and then go east, but going through the great old forest makes the journey more difficult, especially when the elves do not want trees to be cut down just to open a path.

So, going by sea is the shortest and fastest way, making this port a great important city for two kingdoms.

So it is normal that a special non-stop high-speed train line has been built connecting Portus Coillbenn with Caryatidborg.

As I absentmindedly watched the people working hard and fast, unloading goods and materials, a hand rested on my arm.

"Do you still feel bad Vremy?"

I turned to Magen who was looking at me with a worried expression in his eyes, and his eyebrows distorted.

"No, I..."

"Do you still feel sick to your stomach?" Xifia, next to Magen, also asked while looking down at my belly.

Looking down I noticed that my hands incontinently went to my stomach. Now, on second thought, it seems like I still have discomfort and it doesn’t seem to be caused by feeling like the train was going too fast.

"It’s nothing. It seems that the time I sat made me feel a little uncomfortable but nothing more, hehe..."

I laughed to make light of the girls’ concerns. But now, when I got off the train, I didn’t mind activating my spatial perception again. Plus, I’m a good doctor!

It wasn’t very difficult for me to associate my symptoms after a quick inspection with my pelvic area...

Although I wanted to brush it off with a laugh, I could feel my face burning.

I hadn’t noticed before, but now I feel tenderness in my chest and lower belly, along with some cramps and joint aches, there is also little pain in muscles and joints as well as anxiety and the tension that I felt due to the high speed of the train.

Although it seems that my altered mood was fixed with food, Magen’s chocolate cake inadvertently helped.

And all these symptoms, centered in my belly, can only be caused by something...

Now that I think about it, calculating the time, I should have already taken the red potion that mom has given me since I was nine years old. At first I never paid attention to that potion, but thinking about the ingredients and the fact that I only take it once a month, added to the fact that I now know that my body has an extra reproductive system inside, it is easy to guess what illness ails me...

"Well Vremya, if you feel bad just say it, you don’t have to become a strong boy and bear it alone.

Good! "Let’s go straight to the inn to rest, we’ll all start working tomorrow."

Professor Rudelle patted my arm. Then he put a backpack on his shoulder in a very masculine way and began to guide us towards the city.

"Let me help you walk Vremya ~ hehehe"

Dianeira took my arm without asking. Despite her clothing made largely of animal leather he could feel her temperature as well as her curves and the softness of her skin, not to mention her scent. Despite having spent half a day on a train Dianeira has a vibrant forest smell.

"Ah~ No need...Wait, hey! Listen to me!! Tsk!!!" Despite my complaints, Dianeira simply pulled me for a walk without letting go of my arm.

"I... I too... I want to... Help...." (a very low, almost imperceptible voice was heard but no one paid attention)

(Tikshna watching Vremya’s back timidly walk away while her hands carry a loaded backpack in front of her body)

We arrived at the city defense wall and began to queue to pass inspection and enter the port city.

I observe everything around me, forgetting about everything else.

Portus Coillbenn, as its name suggests, is a port city in the east of human territory on the northern continent.

A couple of hours before arriving at the port city the environment changed into a rocky natural region. In this area there is a mountain range making the eastern limit of the continent one of cliffs next to the ocean.

A rocky coast with steep or almost vertical slopes, without a sandy or stone beach, just those impressive walls that rise above the sea. This part of the continent is full of cliffs and high mountains.

But among this geography of mountains and cliffs, a single cove has been found, the perfect place for a city and port.

A single wall stands straight with the help of two cliffs on each side of the city that protects the only access to the sea.

The Quest scroll’s description marked the location of the ruins and the target artifact north of the city, somewhere in those rocky mountains.

The problem is that the ice and snow season is approaching and the day lasts less at this time. Searching for the ruins is going to be a lot of hard work exploring.

"Name...

Genre...

Age...

Origin...

Identification card...

What is the purpose of your visit..."

A series of official probing questions were asked by the agents at the entrance to the wall to people who wanted to enter the city.

Quickly it was our turn and one by one we passed and entered the city of Portus Coillbenn.

Although answering a series of questions is annoying, there is no other choice. What’s annoying is that the girl who is asking me questions takes her time to probe me with her eyes and look at my legs, my neck, my arms, my collarbone. Come on, she practically spent a lot of time looking at my butt and my breast!