My adventures in another world with my brother Chapter 13 Adventures in the town and the girl?

We soon arrived at a town just before the capital, needing to resupply as we were running low on food. As we approached, two guards with beards and low-quality armor stopped us, gesturing for us to show our IDs. The sheer size of the town surprised us; it was excessively large for a town and felt more like a city compared to what we had seen so far. Apparently, this town was one of the largest ports in the country and boasted a wide variety of inhabitants.

As we made our way through the town, we noticed that the closer we got to the port, the nicer and more furnished the buildings and streets became. Of course, that didn’t stop the alleys from being suspicious. The caravan manager gestured for us to meet the vendors for the resupply, mentioning that we’d be staying until tomorrow evening. We hurried over to meet up with the other group, started getting the supplies from the vendors, and loaded them onto the caravan wagons.

That night, we stayed at an inn called "Misty Moon." It was cheap but looked fancy. The innkeeper was a short person with pointy ears. From what we heard from other passersby, he was a half-gnome. Apparently, it wasn’t that rare to see such a mix of species. Interestingly, when I used my appraisal skill, it said, "This is so mixed up I’m just gonna say unknown. Look harder if you want to know all the percentages." It was a funny way of putting it; I didn’t know the skill had a personality.

The next day, we woke up early as the beds were not great for our large frames. Overon was quite literally on the floor when I got up. I nudged him, but to no avail—he was going to continue sleeping. I decided to have breakfast without him and go out for a stroll. As I was walking, I heard a commotion from one of those suspicious alleys and thought to myself, "Well, I’m all-powerful, so why not?" I activated Dark Shadow, which created a mist to hide myself, similar to an invisibility cloak.

As I arrived at the source of the commotion, I found a girl being harassed by three thugs. They had beaten her and were continuing to harass her. When I appraised them, I saw they were all around level 20, while the girl was classless and around level 10. It seemed like none of this was really my business until the girl, with strange, non-human eyes, locked eyes with me as if she could see me. My appraisal skill indicated her race was unknown, but I had a gut feeling this girl was special.

Just as one of the thugs was about to hit her, I took the opportunity to snatch his hand right off his body and revealed myself with wings open and eyes glowing. The men screamed, "Devil! It’s the devil!" and ran away in terror. The girl looked at me with tears in her eyes and faintly said, "I knew you’d answer my prayers," before collapsing.

I stayed with her until she woke up. Bored, I experimented with healing magic on her, and it worked like a charm. As she began to wake, she saw me now in my disguised form towering over her. She looked perplexed, almost as if coming out of a dream. She looked me up and down, seemingly seeing something beyond just me. She thanked me and walked away, leaving me more confused than her. I decided to head back to the inn and meet up with Overon, where I found him stuffing his face with meat.

“Kinda early for meat,” I remarked.

“Nope, never too early. Meat is meat,” he replied with his mouth full.

“Ya know, I’ll never understand you,” I said, shaking my head.

I proceeded to tell Overon about the strange encounter I had. As he listened while stuffing his face, he said, “If she saw you, she likely has an attribute similar to yours.”

Perplexed, I thought it was probable, but to think she’d have such high-level magic was impressive. In that moment, Overon whispered, “What’s getting to me is the way she looked at you afterward. If I’m not mistaken, I’m pretty sure she was looking at your aura, which could mean she’s a similar species to you, just saying.”

“Wait, what’s this about aura?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, you weren’t there.”

“Where?”

“I overheard that some people have this weird skill where they can tell people apart from crowds because they share the same species using something called aura.”

“But isn’t that weird? Aren’t we high-ranking species?”

“True, but just because we’re high class doesn’t mean we don’t share our origins.”

I thought attentively about that and decided to pass it off. Later that day, we departed for the capital with an unbeknownst follower.