The Bitch In The Fantasy World

Chapter 23

Vivian climbed down the stairs and swept her gaze around.

The first floor was packed and none of the tables and chairs were available.

There were men and women eating, drinking and chatting, and there were waitresses either carrying trays of food or empty plates and mugs. The scene was too chaotic for Vivian's taste because aside from the crowd and noise, she could also see some food being dropped to the floor that there were some animals -- or what Vivian assumed were animals because this is a magical fantasy world after all -- eating underneath the tables. And what made matters worse, the floor wasn't covered with cement or wood, just pure dirt.

Ugh...!

Disgusting...

She glanced at the necks of some of the patrons.

They all had adventurer pendants. Some were copper, others were silver.

"Hi, what can I get you?" a female voice suddenly said to her.

She turned her head to the direction of the voice.

It was one of the waitresses of the tavern. She had green hair and eyes and was in her late teens. Although the waitresses here don't have a uniform and wear civilian clothing, she was carrying an empty tray and paper which looked like a menu on her hands so she could only assume she was one.

Vivian also noticed another thing that piqued her interest.

That's a Copper II rank, right...?

There was a copper-colored pendant engraved with the initials "II" around her neck.

After thinking about it, Vivian finally figured out that the reason why people knew that she was an adventurer was because of the pendant around her neck.

Is being an adventurer that hard that they have to work other jobs...?

Or maybe it's because she's Copper, the lowest rank, and the pay is low...?

"You're one of the people renting the rooms above, right?" asked the woman asked.

"Yes," replied Vivian.

"I've never seen you around here so you must be new. There are no vacant tables and chairs right now. Although you can wait, you can also have your food delivered to your room."

"That's..."

Given that Vivian doesn't have enough information about this world, she wanted to eat here in order to gather information discreetly by eating and listening to the conversation of the people around her.

She just hoped no one would bother to ask her unnecessary questions.

"How long before a seat will be available?"

"It depends. But once there's a vacant seat, I'll let you know right away."

"I see," said Vivian. "What are the meals being sold here?"

"Here, take a look," the woman said and handed over a paper that she was holding.

The paper was rough and thick. As for the menu, there were no pictures or drawings, just words.

Fuck...

Vivian didn't want to gain any more attention so she thought of way. Whether it was a smart idea or not, she doesn't know. But she concluded that she at least needed to try.

She turned to the waitress and handed back the menu to her.

"What do you recommend? Also, if possible, something that's not too heavy on the budget."