Creation: The Path of a God (Updated Edition)

Chapter 2 -- Part 3 (Book 1 - Fantasy World)

She then turned toward Han and his companions.

With a smile, she said, "My Lord, thank you for your assistance. Please let me know if there's anything I could assist you with."

"Would you know if this village had an inn?" He asked her, trying not to embarrass her after witnessing what happened.

The woman shook her head.

"I'm sorry, but our village isn't large enough to have an inn. Most people pass our village on their way to their destination. Even the merchant that comes around will camp outside with his armed guards." She answered apologetically. Seeing his frown, she hesitated briefly before saying, "I hope this isn't presumptuous, but if my lord and my ladies are willing, I offer my home."

With everything he had seen in the village and how the woman was treated, Han didn't imagine her home to be better off. It would likely be worse, all things considered.

"We would be honored by your gracious offer." He said to her.

Following the woman, Han and his creations were led by the woman to her home.

Though she stated she was taking those plants to her neighbors, her home was several houses away. The term neighbor likely referred to anyone in the village.

Han's eyes widened.

It was slightly smaller than the others, with only one window next to the door.

"I'm surprised it hasn't collapsed," Han noticed how worn down it appeared.

There were even holes between the bricks.

Entering the house, they saw part living room and dining room setup.

Han noticed a door that, presumably, led to a bedroom.

With a communal kitchen area, they probably didn't need to incorporate one inside the homes.

Against the wall appeared to be a place for various food ingredients.

"I see that they don't have anything to keep food cold, meaning everything has to be made fresh or dried," Han thought.

Han realized that the villagers must have a high turnover for food, considering it would spoil quickly.

"How is this woman treated so poorly when she helps bring supplies?" He was confused by the situation.

Based on the villagers' needs, it would make sense that anyone who contributes to the village's safety would be treated with respect. This was, even more, the case with her husband being someone of note, it seemed.

The home was pretty empty looking, just the bare essentials. Even the table only had one chair since she was the only one living here. There was a carpet, but that seemed to be the only thing to brighten up this dreary place.

Han noticed Helania slowly approaching him.

"Master, I don't think we should stay here. I can take us back to the stronghold, and you could sleep in your chambers. This place does not suit a being such as yourself." Helania whispered to him.

Knowing Helania, Han knew that the whispering wasn't because she wanted to be considerate but because she didn't want to reveal themselves without his permission.

Han slightly shook his head.

"I do not mind staying here. I find this to be amusing, and this woman intrigues me." He informed them, ending any further discussions.

"As you wish." Helania bowed.

Han knew she was not satisfied with the situation but would fulfill her Master's wishes.

The woman looked back at them, embarrassed. "I apologize for my home. Ever since I began living on my own, this size is all that I can afford." She tried to explain it to them.