ten minutes Later
After an unpleasant experience, Velzard came out of the bathroom with nothing on her body but a towel.
With her wet hair sticking to her face and the towel pressing on her body and showing off her perfect curves, this scene could make The most extreme men stagger.
After sitting on the bed, she used ice magic to dry her hair and body from the water. After she dried off, she brought up her inventory screen.
"I can't believe I'm doing this,"
she said with great hesitation and resignation to her inevitable reality.
"I have no clothes right now and this is all I have so I have no choice." She consoled herself with excuses.
Finally, she plucked up the courage and clicked on the menu that displayed the three dresses. She looked at them bitterly.
"Why didn't you give me men's clothes?" *Sigh* She sighed as she examined the displayed clothes.
"Velzard's original outfit is too revealing. I don't think I would wear it even if I got used to this body."
She said as she contemplated the features of the outfit.
It was black and very revealing on top and white, revealing her legs underneath, so she ruled that option out.
Maybe in the past when she was a man, she would have enjoyed seeing a girl with this body with an outfit like this.
But as the one wearing it, it left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Then she moved on to dress Velgrynd in an oriental-style dress with a golden dragon extending on the side, revealing part of her legs, white gloves that reached her elbows, and shoes of the same color.
Although it wasn't as revealing as the first one, it wasn't to Different.
She sighed again and then turned her gaze to the last dress, the dress of Luminous Valentine, a powerful vampire from the world of Tensura and ruler of the Holy Luberius Empire, where she was secretly worshipped as a goddess.
Apart from that, Velzard's eyes sparkled at this dress, a black frilled dress with a high white collar, black shoes, and black gloves with a necklace. It was the only outfit that wasn't at all revealing.
"Okay, this will do." With those words, she chose it, and for a moment, her envy glowed in white as the dress settled on her.
Feeling the sturdy yet comfortable fabric against her skin, Velzard breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was tired of being inside the armor all the time.
Curious, she took a few breaths and created a thin piece of ice that acted as a mirror, one meter long and half a meter wide.
*Gasp* The first thing she encountered was a face from another world. She couldn't help but be stunned.
All this time she was in the armor, she had never seen her own face, so she didn't know or care about her appearance.
But here was a face staring back at her in amazement. She had to admit,
"I look pretty good. Too pretty? I'm not narcissistic, but wow."
After a few seconds of staring at her face, she lowered her gaze to take in the rest of her body. She noticed several things.
First, the size of the dress had changed around the chest area. It had widened a lot, yet it still slightly highlighted her cleavage, with two necklaces dangling from it, one inside the dress and one outside.
It had also gotten a little longer to fit her body better.
Seeing herself in the piece of ice, Velzard thought of one thing, "Damn, I'm so hot!!"
She was sure that if she went out like this, many nobles would come to her asking for her hand in marriage.
"I think the idea of going out without the armor is no longer valid."
She was disappointed. It was true that the armor was beautiful and majestic and everything, but it did not have any air vents or even a mouth opening for eating.
"Maybe I don't need to eat, but I want to eat. The taste alone is worth eating anyway."
With her disappointment remaining, she threw away the piece of ice used as a mirror and collapsed on the bed, tired not physically but mentally.
"This has been a long day. Perhaps I should sleep and solve these problems tomorrow. As a wise man once said, 'Don't put off tomorrow's work until today.'.. Well, someone said it, I think. Now I'm going to sleep,"
she said before getting into bed and trying to sleep.
Of course, she didn't forget to turn on her ' Universal sense' to know if anyone approached her room, and with this action she fell into a deep sleep.
After a few hours
The sun shone with its golden glow over the city of Erantel, the warmth of morning began to creep into its streets and dispel the cold remnants of the night, and with it many people came out, some opened their shops early to stock up on supplies and make a profit, some went out for a walk and rejuvenated after a night of sleep, and some just enjoyed watching the sunrise.
Enjoying these moments of peace and quiet as much as they could, at this moment the scene takes us to one of the many hotels in the heart of the city, specifically to a room with a window covered with curtains that block out part of the sunlight while allowing in another part.
Inside the room lies a beautiful sleeping beauty, her white hair glistening in the passing light,
"Hmm." Moments later, she slowly opens her captivating golden eyes.
This was Velzard, the one and only True Dragon in this world, and precisely the Frost Dragon, that represents ice and slowness in existence.
"Um, is it morning already?" she wondered as she shook off the last traces of drowsiness.
"I'm going to take a shower... again," she said as she dragged her body to the bathroom door.
She entered and closed the door behind her.
Twenty minutes later
Velzard came out of the bathroom soaking wet.
After drying herself and putting on her armor, she left the room and went downstairs to find a young girl who looked to be around seventeen or sixteen years old.
This left her confused. "Wasn't she a big woman last night? Is this her daughter or something?"
Just as she finished thinking, the girl noticed her from behind the counter and tensed a little in front of Vlzard in her armor.
"G_Good morning, sir. Would you like breakfast? It's on us!" the young woman asked nervously.
The girl was of average height at best, with orange-brown hair and green eyes.
"No, thanks, I'm fine,"
Velzard said as she walked out of the hotel door and took a random direction to start walking in.
"I don't know the area so I have to wander around a bit and with my perfect memory memorizing directions won't be a problem."
She thought to herself that she should get to know the city closely since the anime didn't show it.
During the morning, Velzard visited many shops, from weapons stores to vegetables and clothes (of course, only men's shops).
She can proudly say that she has memorized almost a quarter of the city so far. She is rather happy now because something interesting happened in the middle of her little exploration.
a few hours ago
We saw Velzard walking down the street, attracting attention in her armor, as people whispered and asked about her.
Not like she cared
Suddenly she heard screaming in a nearby shop, her curiosity took over and she approached the shop to see three men screaming at a teenage boy and his grandmother who was on the floor bleeding from her mouth.
"I told you, you old bum, give me a potion that will heal my damn arm!!" one of the men shouted while his arm was wrapped in a splint.
"I-I told you we don't have potions to treat this kind of injury, you need to at least go to the capital to find them,"
the old woman said between breaths as she wiped the blood from her mouth and stood up with the help of her grandson.
"If you'll continue lying to me, then die!" he said angrily as he attacked her with his sword. She closed her eyes as the sword approached her, a black armored hand caught it.
"I thought you were familiar somehow, seems you haven't learned your lesson."
The man was surprised by the hand holding his sword as he felt impossible to move the sword from its place
He raised his head to face the man who had injured his arm, and because of whom he was in this place.
"You! What are you doing here?!" he asked him in shock and fear.
"I don't need to explain my reasons to you," she said as she let go of his sword and punched him in the stomach with such force that he flew out of the shop, falling to the ground in pain.
After that punch, she turned her gaze towards his two companions who were frozen in shock.
"Boo!" Then the two ran to grab their companion and leave.
"Mmm, this is refreshing in a way!" she thought with pleasure as she watched the three of them disappear into the city streets.
"A-Ano, t_thank you for your help! I don't know what would have happened to us without you," the boy said bowing.
"my name is Nfirea Baraere, and this is my grandmother".Nfirea said before his grandmother interrupted him., "Iam Lizzie Baraere"
"It's my pleasure to meet you," she said as she tried to sit down so Nfirea could help her.
"My name is Veldora and I am an adventurer."
Velzard said, her fake identity.
"Yes, it's an honor as well," Nfirea answered with another bow (a polite child),
"Excuse me, Veldora-san. You seem to know them from before. Have you met somewhere?" Nfirea asked curiously.
Everyone knew that those three were famous for harassing people and most of the population hated them.
"Not really," she replied, scratching her head ( helmet).
"I met them at the Adventurers' Guild yesterday and they tried to mess with me. and Let's just say they regretted it," she continued, her last words mockingly.
"Ah, I understand, so I'll return your thanks," Nfirea bowed again.
"It's okay, they bother me too, maybe I should get rid of them so everyone can be relieved of their annoyance."
The last sentence was whispered, so the grandson and grandmother duo didn't hear her.
"By the way, you're a medicine shop, right? I want to make a deal with you, what do you think?"
Velzard said, remembering that Ainz had done the same thing.
"Deal? What kind of deal?" Nfirea's grandmother asked this time, taking a serious stance and ignoring her earlier injury.
Without speaking, she took out a bottle made of transparent ice from her inventory, containing a red liquid.
"This is the basis of our deal. This is a high-level healing potion that can be evaluated if you wish."
At first, the duo were surprised by the bottle emerging from the air, but the old woman straightened up and took the bottle to examine it. The result left her speechless.
"T-This is impossible! This potion is perfect. As long as the person is breathing, it can cure him. Where the hell did she get it?" she said with great shock and excitement, raising her voice.
"I can't tell you where I got it. But I assume you know its importance by now. Do we have a deal?"
Velzard offered her hand for a handshake. She accepted it without hesitation and enthusiasm.
"Deal! You supply the potions and we sell them. How about thirty percent?" she said, smiling a merchant's smile as she rubbed her hands.
"Fifty percent." Velzard didn't fall for this trick. "twenty-five percent." "Forty-five." "Okay, okay, thirty-five. That's my last offer!" She frowned as she took Velzard to sign the contract.
Entering the inner room with Velzard, she took out a paper from the drawer and opened it to reveal a contract filled with words and drawings.
'It looks like a demon's contract,' Velzard thought to herself. She watched the old woman cut her thumb and apply her blood to the contract, then motioned for Velzard to do the same.
Seeing this, Velzard took off her armor gauntlet to reveal a delicate white feminine arm that didn't suit her masculine personality at all.
She made an ice dagger and cut herself. A drop of blood came out of the wound. She quickly signed before the wound closed.
Acquitted, the old woman asked about this, but she didn't ask, knowing that everyone has their own secrets.
After signing the contract and providing them with a set of potions, Velzard left the shop to continue on her way.
at present
"I can't believe that using mana in the bathtub and then using the healing skill can make a high-level healing potion? I mean, imagine playing with dirt and discovering hidden gold in it! This is how I feel now, this way I will achieve a continuous and high income without stopping! Well, maybe I should head out to carry out the task, I am eager to obtain the rank of Mithril, hahaha,"
he said as she headed out to carry out the task assigned to her.