Isekai For Hire Chapter 7: That’s a Big Wolf

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That’s a Big Wolf Jade and Lorena walked down the empty road that led west toward Darnathal, the full moon illuminating the path. “So what brought you to Silvershire? Other than the spider.” Jade asked, grinning. Lorena rolled her eyes. “I needed a fresh start.” She braced for a comment from Ren, but it never came. She’d been silent for the past hour, ever since they met up with Jade. “What about you?” “I’m on a journey,” she said, then jogged to the edge of the road. Lorena scanned the forest as Jade knelt down, a pair of what looked to be gardening shears in her hand, and cut a glowing root that stuck out of the ground. “What is that?” “Glowing Knotweed. I’m an herbalist.” “Is that what your journey is related to, or is it more a journey of self discovery?” Her paranoia surrounding the Priest had slipped a decent amount, allowing her to feel more comfortable around Jade. She had proven herself to be nothing but helpful, and Ren liked her, which for some reason counted for a lot. Jade nodded as she kicked a stone along the road. “Yeah, I’m searching for a long lost herb, the Drowsilver Bloom.” “How long has it been lost?” Jade pressed her lips together. “Oh, just around a century.” Lorena’s eyes went wide and she stared at Jade. “You’re looking for an herb that has been lost for over 100 years?” “Yep.” She seemed perfectly happy with that statement. Lorena couldn’t imagine a more pointless task. “Not to be rude, but—” “Why?” Jade finished her sentence with a knowing smile. “Yeah.” “My father started looking for it thirty years ago, it was his legacy.” Lorena noted the past tense and a pang of sadness rippled through her. Her father too, Ren said softly. She lost hers. I lost mine. You seem to collect us. That’s not fair. “It’s what got me interested in herbalism actually. The fact that there’s this incredibly powerful herb out there that no one can find. We know it existed. There’s hundreds of historical documents that discuss it. But around 102 years ago all discussion of it just disappears.” Lorena’s brows furrowed. That was interesting. It sounded like someone purged the records. “What did the herb do?” “It helps remove blood lust from the body,” she looked off into the distance and her voice took on a glassy tone, like she was trying to force neutrality into her words. “People go mad with blood lust and do things they later regret far too often for us to not have a cure.” Something cold settled in her stomach. Sound familiar? Ren asked. What Morrison felt, that was blood lust. It isn’t the same thing. Isn’t it? Lorena wanted to ask Jade more, but knew she shouldn’t. “Do you think it’s near Silvershire?” Jade rocked her hand back and forth. “Probably not, but the church pays to send me around to places as part of my vocational duties. Silvershire was actually a place on my fathers list that he never got to, so it seemed like a good opportunity.” Jade kicked the rock and it scattered off the road as she continued walking. Aw Rocky, go get him. You named the rock? Yes, he’s my friend. He’s like me. How so? The question felt like a trap, but Ren was rarely happy about anything and Lorena felt the need to try and foster a better relationship between them. Maybe this rock would be the start? He’s also trapped, unable to control where he goes or what he does. Now go get him. The comparison stung more than it should have. She dipped behind Jade and slipped the rock into her inventory. “I miss home though. I’ve been meaning to go back but I’m bound to Silvershire by the church for another two months.” “Where’s home?” Lorena asked. She was happy to keep the conversation on Jade and not herself. Yeah, that would be awkward. So, Lorena, where’s home? Well which home, the parallel world I came from, or the farm where I stole this body? Yeah, that would be awkward. Good call Ren. “Darnathal. My mom and brothers live in the Crafters’ Quarter. I keep saying I’m going to send a letter to them, but it’s hard to find someone willing to deli