Who told you I am an NPC

Chapter : 16

The carriage swayed as it traveled, and was stopped by the guards as it approached the city gate. A few slaves lifted the carriage curtain for the guards to inspect.

Lilian had already cast a Concealment Spell on herself and Yan Yunqing, hiding themselves in a corner among the weapons.

Yan Yunqing once again took out that tattered cloth and completely covered the two of them.

The carriage was dim and mostly empty at a glance; it definitely couldn't hide a normal-sized adult. Plus, this was a noble's convoy, so no guard dared to be too presumptuous with their inspection.

Soon, the convoy was allowed to pass.

Once they were completely away from the capital's city gate, Yan Yunqing and Lilian could finally relax their tense nerves.

Yan Yunqing lowered his voice: "Where are you planning to go next?"

Lilian pulled Yan Yunqing's tail over, covered herself with it, and yawned, "I don't know.

Wherever you go, I'll go."

Yan Yunqing: ?

"You're going to follow me?" Yan Yunqing was astonished.

"Mhm." Lilian closed her eyes, preparing for a short nap.

"What else?

Didn't I say before that I was going to follow you?"

Yan Yunqing tried hard to recall for a moment:

"When did you say that?"

Lilian, though not in the right, was full of confidence:

"At the auction house, that time I said I'd sit on your head from now on."

Yan Yunqing was left speechless:

"That's what you meant by following me?"

Lilian: "Of course."

"Well, that was subtle! I didn't get it at all," Yan Yunqing retorted.

"Hmph, it's your problem that you didn't get it."

Lilian rolled over. "Anyway, I'm going to follow you.

I'm going to stick to you like a curse."

Yan Yunqing leaned back tactically: "You might as well say like a ghost."

"Wait... Aren't you an elf cub?"

Yan Yunqing said.

"Are your elf clan's elders okay with a cub like you running around outside?

I remember you said you snuck out, right?"

Lilian waved her hand: "It's fine, it's fine. I've been out for a long time.

The elders should be used to it by now."

Is that something one can get used to?

What family could get used to their child frequently running away from home?

Thinking about Lilian's level, Yan Yunqing felt he could understand it after all.

Yan Yunqing pondered.

They had successfully escaped the capital.

Next, he would find a safe place as a temporary residence to complete the phased quest [A Safe Place], and while he was at it, he needed to unlock life skills.

Then he had to level up and get a few more skills.

He didn't expect to become a demigod, but at least the next time he faced an enemy, he wouldn't have to only think about how to escape, right?

Right, he also needed to learn about the current era's background story.

Being completely ignorant of common sense could easily put him in a dangerous situation.

Honestly, did he really need Lilian by his side?

The seemingly useless little trash elf was actually a level 45 powerhouse, and her talent skill sounded very powerful, 'Lord of the Forest' and all that...

Having her around seemed like it could be an insurance policy?

When he was bored, she could banter with him to relieve the boredom.

And occasionally, she could fill him in on some common sense.

Damn, now that he thought about it, Lilian's setup really overlapped with a certain emergency food.

Yan Yunqing flicked his tail, casually flinging Lilian, who was leaning on it, away.

"Ah! Bad cat! What are you doing!"

  ***

They jumped off the carriage midway when it passed through a small village.

Having been given a ride by this 'kind' noble, Yan Yunqing left two Copper Coins in the corner of the carriage as the fare for himself and Lilian.

Yan Yunqing deactivated his [Roleplay] state, returning to his original appearance.

He picked a set of practical and less flashy clothes from his outfits and changed into them.

Together with Lilian, he walked into the small village.

  …

The first bird cry of the morning pierced the sky, cutting an opening in the thin mist, which quietly dispersed.

An orange-red dye spilled forth, starting from the horizon and gradually dyeing half the sky, ushering the moon and stars off the stage as the night's curtain fell.

The village, quiet for a night, became lively again.

People who woke up in the morning greeted each other, and sounds of salutations could be heard from time to time.

The clear voices of children rang out in the front yard.

They were already laughing and fooling around early in the morning, seemingly arguing about what they were going to do for the rest of the day.

Yan Yunqing rolled over on the hard wooden bed, sleeping spread-eagled.

The quilt, half-hanging off the edge of the bed with just a corner covering his navel, slid completely onto the floor.

The faint sound of breathing in the room paused for two seconds before continuing.

Lilian was asleep next to his pillow, covered with a small piece of floral cloth.

Mimicking Yan Yunqing's posture, she slept very unrestrainedly, head down, bottom facing Yan Yunqing's face, with one foot kicked onto his face.

Anyone who saw this scene couldn't help but exclaim:

Truly, you won't find two different kinds of people sleeping in the same bed.

The sun gradually climbed over the mountain peak, and its fervent rays shone down, baking everything on the ground as the temperature slowly rose.

"Brother A-Yan—" a young girl's voice called out, and with this shout, Yan Yunqing's door was knocked on with a thudding sound.

Yan Yunqing rolled over again, burying his entire head in the pillow, completely ignoring the voice calling him from outside.

The spot on the pillow where Lilian was sleeping sank due to Yan Yunqing's movement.

Lilian slowly slid down bit by bit, rolling twice along the curve—and fell off the bed with a plop, landing on the floor.

"Ouch—" Lilian clutched her forehead, looking up blankly at the edge of the bed, then at the floor where she was.

"Bad cat—!!!"

A roar echoed over the entire village, startling a flock of birds.

"That's the newcomer and his elf, right?"

"Yes, they sound so energetic!"

  ...

With sleepy eyes, Yan Yunqing washed his face with clean water, took out his self-made toothbrush from his backpack, and squatted by the sink to brush his teeth.

Lilian flew beside him, mimicking his actions exactly, taking out a small-sized toothbrush and brushing her teeth as well.

The young girl who had come to wake them stood to the side, scooping up cold water for them.

"Honestly—Brother A-Yan, you were the one who told me yesterday to wake you up early today, but you didn't get up after I called for so long."

"Sorry... Yuli." Yan Yunqing covered his mouth and yawned.

His mouth was full of foam, making his voice a bit muffled:

"Maybe my old biological clock's influence is too deep."

Yuli stood with one hand on her hip:

"Really—Brother A-Yan is so worrying! Can you really take care of yourself like this?"

Yan Yunqing lowered his head in shame, counting the ants on the ground.

He had never thought that he would one day be questioned by a six or seven-year-old girl about whether he could take care of himself

Was he really that unreliable?

Ah... He had raised himself just fine ever since his parents passed away!

He had successfully graduated from high school with good grades, putting a perfect end to his student life, and had grown up healthy.

That was pretty well done, wasn't it?

Yan Yunqing thought with hesitation.

Beside him, Lilian laughed like a leaking balloon, sputtering and spraying foam everywhere, which made Yuli frown deeply.

"By the way, Yuli, where's your grandpa?"

Yan Yunqing spat out all the foam in his mouth and rinsed with cold water.

Noticing how quiet the house was today, he asked casually.

"Grandpa went with the uncles from the village to a village farther away.

He finished an order for a batch of farm tools he took last week, and since there's a market today, Grandpa took the newly forged tools with him," Yuli answered Yan Yunqing's question.

After Yan Yunqing and Lilian jumped off the noble's convoy that day, they came to this village.

To call it a village was an understatement; it was more like a small town.

It had quite a few residents gathered, and there were various shops in the village as well as a self-organized patrol team to protect the entire village's safety.

The appearance of Yan Yunqing and Lilian didn't cause much surprise among the other villagers.

After all, this place was very close to the capital of Bartovita, and passing travelers and merchant caravans often stopped in this village to rest

Because of this, the village had even developed industries to receive outsiders, such as inns.

Some villagers also tidied up spare rooms in their homes to host travelers from afar.

For just a small amount of money, one could get a place to stay and a few warm meals.

A village with such high foot traffic was just right for Yan Yunqing and Lilian; they wouldn't stand out too much, and they could have better living conditions.

Unfortunately, all the inns and villagers' spare rooms were a bit too simple for Yan Yunqing's taste.

After wandering around the entire village, Yan Yunqing finally chose to stay at the blacksmith's shop—which was Yuli's home.

This home had a very simple composition, consisting of a rather old blacksmith grandfather and a little girl, Yuli.

Yuli was an orphan. Her parents had died in a monster attack several years ago, and as a member of the patrol team, the blacksmith's only son had also died in that battle.

Afterward, the blacksmith adopted Yuli as his granddaughter, and the two of them lived together in the village as a family.

Perhaps it was because he was raising a little girl, or perhaps because Yuli had been very sensible from a young age and often tidied up this small home, the blacksmith's shop was very clean and neat.

The slightly damaged furniture had been carefully repaired, and the sharp corners were also wrapped in soft cloth, on which cute patterns were drawn with colored pens, looking very.