Transferred to another life

**Chapter Eleven: The Hidden Path**

Olivia moved swiftly along the old, winding path that led away from the mansion. The rough ground beneath her heels was an uncomfortable reminder of the limitations of her current attire. She longed for the familiar comfort of sandals or tennis shoes from her old life, but practicality was a luxury she could not afford now. Her heels clicked sharply against the uneven terrain, each step a test of balance and resolve.

The path seemed to stretch endlessly, but Olivia pushed forward with determined speed. The village she sought was not far—just a few short miles away—but every step took her farther from the security of the mansion and closer to the uncertainty of her mission.

As the village came into view, she pulled the hood of her dark cloak up, concealing her face and blending into the shadows of the twilight. The village was modest, its quaint buildings and bustling streets a stark contrast to the opulence of the mansion she had left behind. Olivia's instincts were on high alert, her eyes darting around to ensure she remained unseen.

She wove through the shadows, careful to avoid drawing attention. Her destination was a small cart loaded with hay, parked near the village square. The cart's owner, a burly man with a weathered face, was preparing to depart. Olivia approached him cautiously, her heart racing with the urgency of her task.

"Excuse me," she said, her voice low and calm. "I need to get to the next village. How much for a ride?"

The man looked her over with a skeptical eye. "It's two copper coins," he grunted, adjusting his grip on the cart's reins.

Olivia nodded, reaching into her cloak and producing a single copper coin. She handed it to him, her fingers brushing against the coarse fabric of her cloak as she did. "Please, just one copper. I don't have more, and I need to get there urgently."

The man's eyes narrowed, but he could see the desperation in her face and the worn condition of her clothes. With a sigh, he relented. "Alright, one copper it is. Just make sure you're not causing any trouble."

She handed him the coin, watching as he pocketed it with a gruff nod. He gestured for her to climb onto the cart, and Olivia did so with a mixture of relief and trepidation. As the cart began to move, she settled into the hay, the soft rustle of the straw providing a faint comfort amid the tension.

The ride was jostling but mercifully brief. The village she was heading to was a known meeting point for those who sought out the Lunar Rays. Olivia's mind raced as she mentally prepared for the next phase of her plan. She had no way of knowing exactly where to find the guild, but she was confident that once she reached the village, she could locate someone who could guide her.

As the cart trundled along, Olivia peered through the gaps in the hay, taking in the scenery. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden hue over the landscape. She could only hope that her arrival would be as smooth as the journey had been.

Finally, the cart came to a stop at the edge of the next village. Olivia stepped down, her legs stiff from the ride but her spirit unwavering. She adjusted her cloak and took a deep breath, her eyes scanning the village for any sign of the Lunar Rays or their intermediaries.

With each step, Olivia's resolve solidified. The path ahead might be fraught with challenges, but she was ready to face them. Her quest for allies had only just begun, and the journey was far from over.