Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 164: Red Days in the Port

Unlike the royal capital where guards just stand watch without asking questions or charging tolls, it is natural that in this port city they search people who want to access the city.

Within my research this is because they care for and protect the alliance with the Wood Elves. So they must protect the safety of the place where the Wood Elves gather to trade with humans.

Wood Elves might seem super friendly and approachable, but they really don’t let other races into their territory. If it weren’t for the fact that they are very sociable and interact with other races, I could almost swear that they are a very xenophobic race.

But although they interact with other races and are not xenophobic, the Wood Elves do not allow any human to freely enter their cities and towns. So, the Wood Elves prefer to come to this city to trade with their spices, cloth, and other products and materials, as well as come here to buy everything they need and want.

So after entering the city I was not surprised to find many Wood Elves walking along the main street.

"Woaaa~ So many Wood Elves! ~ ~ " Magen exclaimed from beside me.

"Although I would like to say -Stupid, there are also many elves in the Royal Capital-. But you are right, there are many elves . . ."

"Hnm!~ That’s what I said, YOO!"

Well, to be honest, it does surprise me. Although there is not an equal population between elves and humans in this city, the ratio is at least for every three humans there are two Wood Elves.

"Thirty? For that amount I could buy two boxes of _that_ in Caryatidborg. . ." An elf, among a group of Wood Elves, waved his hands in anger.

"And I give you a word of blood: there is no other lot like this in the entire East. Pure. Unadulterated. And with seal intact." A middle-aged human shopkeeper put on a firm expression without taking a step back.

It seems that the elves are used to dealing with humans. I could hear the same conversations in various groups passing the city wall.

The entire main street, which seems to go directly to the port, is full of street stalls with many people buying and selling different types of objects and products.

Elves and humans also enter and exit shops on each side of the street with signs ranging from drawings of threads and needles to what appears to be a hammer and anvil.

There are also beastmen as well as dwarves and the so-called demons of this world. Portus Coillbenn seems to be a pleasure district but on a large scale.

But although it seems like everyone is going about their business, the moment I pass by everyone turns to look in my direction. I’ve been thinking about grabbing a dark wizard cloak like Kara’s to hide my figure.

The good thing is that it didn’t take long, in a few minutes we arrived at an Inn, a large building, for this world, with four floors and about fifteen meters high.

I, who is the supposed leader of this adventure group, doesn’t have to do anything. Professor Rudelle has been in charge of requesting the rooms and paying for them.

"Two per room. Apart from the boys’ room for Vremya and Destan, the others decide who they share a room with!"

Rudelle gave me a key with a numerical symbol of this world. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Destan’s eyes sparkling. I mean, it’s not like we didn’t already share a room on our previous Quest.

"Destan, come on."

"Yes! Vremya-san"

Destan took his backpack and followed me towards the stairs. It seems that he forgot that Magen and Xifia still carry some luggage.

"I’ll stay with Kara as always~" Dianeira took Kara’s arm, who only made a sign of understanding with her mouth.

"I don’t want to stay with Magen again. Tikshna this time I’ll stay with you~"

I... I..."

"So what!

"Do I have to stay with this old spinster hag!?"

*PUM~*

"Ayy! Why do you always hit me!!"

"Then answer! Who is the old spinster hag?"

"You..."

*PUM* *PUM* *Tock*

"Ayy!"

The last blow sounded hollow...

Although I couldn’t hear anymore because of the distance.

After a while, Destan and I went up to the second floor. Behind us came Dianeira and Kara.

I have no problems with our rooms being on the top floor. But it doesn’t have an elevator...

At least it’s only four floors...

"Destan ~ How about you change rooms with me?"

Dianeira approached with a smile.

"Yo..."

"Don’t pay attention to her, she’s just playing. Destan always remember to stay alert with women. Especially with women like Dianeira."

I rolled my eyes at Dianeira and dragged Destan into the room by the arm leaving a laughing Dianeira.

After taking the key out of the door and closing it with magic, I walked towards one of the two beds in the room and taking off my backpack I left it on the bed.

I was about to throw myself on the bed when a cramp attacked me. This time I felt the inside of my belly contract in spasms.

"Is something wrong?" Destan seeing me standing in front of the bed asked.

"Just a stomachache, I’ll go out for a moment"

I placed the palm of my right hand on my belly and said.

On the train trip I received letters, like from my sisters Vasi and Sera, from Helice, Ingrid, from Ragna the missing one. Apparently Ragna went out on a Quest and didn’t have time to tell me, or so I think since I haven’t read any of the letters yet.

I also have letters from Nerissa who I haven’t seen in a long time and the boys Leif, Kjell and Freyr have written to me. Apparently the boys already feel that I am part of their group. In some way the three remind me of Regina, Gretchen and Karen Smith, but perhaps because of the current academic level, middle school and not high school, the three are not yet -Mean Kids-.

But from whom I received three letters today, they are from Miroslava Corinth, from my mother, who although it does not seem strange to me that she writes to me a lot, I can already imagine what she says in her letters.

I have not seen my mother and she did not come home last night, I did see my aunt Kaleria but she did not tell me anything, perhaps because the person in charge of giving me all the strengthening and purification potions was my mother.

And Mom’s letters show that Mom has forgotten to give me the red potion every month!

Maybe mom’s potion is special, but I can’t believe there aren’t normal potions that women in this world drink on those days of the month!

So I have no choice but to go ask my teacher in charge.

Walking out the door of the Magen room, Xifia and Tikshna were in the hallway.

"Vremya!

I was about to call you, Professor Rudelle said that we can go down to dinner at the inn’s restaurant or we can go out but not be there until very late.

What do you say?"

Although I would love to go exploring, I’m not in the mood right now.

"Let’s try the local food. It seems that Professor Rudelle chose the best inn in the city. And tomorrow we can explore"

I’m not just saying this to avoid going out, from the exterior façade to the interior design and my and Destan’s room are top notch.

Building materials such as stones and wood are excellent. Also the decorations on the walls, the magic lights used, vases and paintings, and the rug that made me clean my shoes with magic are top notch.

But now I’m not in much of a mood to appreciate it. (Or as in the future I would realize that this inn is owned by Liana’s family)

"Well, it will be as Vremya says~"

"I’ll look for Professor Rudelle, leave your luggage in the rooms and then go down to dinner, don’t forget Destan, Dianeira and Kara"

I waved my left hand and trotted down the stairs to the inn’s lobby.

I feel that if I let go of my hand from my belly or stop transmitting mana from the palm of my hand to the inside of my belly, everything will turn into bloody chaos.

Without feeling the four flights of stairs I reached the reception and found Rudelle in the distance at a bar sitting drinking from a wooden jar.

"...Professor Rudelle"

Quickly reach the teacher in charge.

"Huh? What’s wrong Vremya?"

Do you want to drink liquor? "Boys should not drink liquor."

Professor Rudelle turned to look at me as soon as I called her, her face is flushed and her breath is full of alcohol.

"No, I...

I need help with something..."

"YOO~ Leave everything to me, tell me what’s wrong" Professor Rudelle made an exclamation imitating Magen and then laughed.

"Ehh...." Now, seeing Professor Rudelle like this, I don’t know if I trust her...

Thinking about it, not even ten minutes have passed since I went up to the room at the inn and when I went down to look for Professor Rudelle, I can’t believe that she is already this drunk...

"Come on, don’t be shy, tell your teacher what’s bothering you~"

"Well... I..."

And so I decided to tell Professor Rudelle. I’m sure Mom has already talked to my teachers about the things they need to keep in mind about me.

So I had no reluctance to tell Rudelle that I was having those days that usually happen to girls. In this world, although women have been divided into two genders, they are still women in essence.

So it is normal that they have methods for care at those times of the month. And there should be potions or magic for that.

"I understand, that’s why you’ve been feeling bad the whole trip...

Don’t worry, I’ll go to an apothecary to get you a potion.

You’re not allergic to anything, right?..."

"No... As far as I know..." Although at home they take great care of me, like an expensive and fragile vase, there have not been times when I get an allergy from eating something or in spring when there is a lot of pollen in the air...

Then, with her face all flushed—I couldn’t tell if it was from the booze or what I’d just told her, Professor Rudelle agreed to help me.