All that Yanarym needed to do now is to learn to survive on her own and some sword techniques since it was one of the original's wishes.
Guide-sama: "Where are you going, Yanarym?"
"Help me find a river or maybe a lake. I want to take a bath."
Guide-sama: "Alright, you need to go straight then turn left at the fifteenth tree."
"Okay." As she walked on the uneven path she felt that her pelvic area was hurting. She can still remember how gentle Maki was until they transferred into the hut. That man was such a brute, warriors in this era have the strength of a beast.
Passing through the tenth tree, Yanarym heard rustling sounds on the bushes that made her shift her attention. Frozen to her spot, a fast wind was felt to the skin of her cheeks. Feeling the sting of pain, widening eyes, she blinked three times to a long and thin arrow stabbed into the tree right behind her.
