Best ((top)) | Adventuring With Belfast In Another World V01

Kizuna leaped onto a nearby crate and pointed with a paw. “Beacon’s two blocks east. But watch the merchants — they fluster you.”

“You’re daydreaming again, Mistress?” A small voice. A shadow moved across the doorframe—Kizuna, her summoned familiar in this world, a kat-like creature with silver fur and a ribbon that tied into a tiny bow. Kizuna sniffed the air and purred like wind through a mast.

“You need to mend it,” the Keeper said, fingers trembling over a ledger. “But not with force. With order. With ritual. With…someone who understands service.” adventuring with belfast in another world v01 best

They stepped into the street. Lanternlight pooled around Belfast’s shoes; her reflection in a puddle showed ribbons and a stern, prim face that had seen storms. A poster nailed to a pole fluttered: HEROES WANTED — MAPS PROVIDED — GOLD OR EXCHANGEABLE RELICS ACCEPTED. The image was of a lighthouse etched into a mountain, and beneath it, a name: The Halcyon Beacon.

Belfast rose, polite to the bone even in confusion. “Apologies. I must acquaint myself with this… locale. Would you mind if I inspected the household accounts?” Kizuna leaped onto a nearby crate and pointed with a paw

Belfast glanced at Kizuna, who twined around her ankles. “A maid can tidy a room. A maid can tidy a world,” she said.

Kizuna batted at a floating slate that displayed numbers. “Accounts are fine. You’ve been whisked to the Guild Quarter. They’ll want charmers, cooks, and—” Kizuna hesitated, eyes glinting. “—a tactician.” A shadow moved across the doorframe—Kizuna, her summoned

Outside, the moon hung like a polished teacup in the black. A gull cried from somewhere that was not entirely sea. Belfast folded her skirts, tightened her ribbon, and smiled the way one smooths a coverlet — small, efficient, resolute. In this world, her duties had a new shape. Adventure, she decided, was merely a long list to be checked.