Flames towered beside the road. The Divine Road was a mess, with blood and broken weapons and armor scattered everywhere.

The cat lay quietly in a haystack out in the fields, watching what was happening. Only after it was sure everyone had left did it cautiously poke its little head out and look around. Then it slipped back onto the Divine Road.

Night had already fallen, but even after half a day of travel, the vehicle still hadn't come across a human settlement. Judging by what the cat had learned at the trade hall, the safe travel time during the day should be enough to cover the distance from the town to the Divine Road. In other words, this road was, to some extent, completely safe.

But who knew how far away the next human settlement was?

It had spotted what looked like fences out in the surrounding fields, but when it went over to take a closer look, it found they had been built a very long time ago and were already falling apart.

The cat gazed despairingly at the Divine Road stretching on without end and lowered its head in dejection.

There was nothing for it. It would just have to keep walking.

How far could a cat walk? It didn't know either.

Still, the one thing I could be grateful for was that I wasn't some purebred pet cat like a ragdoll—the kind I'd seen in my previous life.

Otherwise, just the distance I could see ahead would probably be enough to walk me to death.

A cat strolled along the Divine Road. Night had fallen, and warm yellow lights had appeared on both sides of the road, probably serving as streetlights.

(What an incredible design. How did they do it? Magic?)

As someone reincarnated from a materialist world—no, not someone. A cat.

The first time I'd seen magic was just now, when that little white-haired girl used it. I hadn't gotten a very clear look while peering through the crack, but watching her conjure a fireball with her bare hands had still been pretty shocking.

I'd seen plenty of magicians pull off similar tricks in my previous life, but it was obvious they'd used some kind of prop.

(There was no such thing as real magic on Earth...)

As the cat walked along, it stared at the magic lamps by the roadside, lost in thought. Before it knew it, it had covered quite a distance. When it looked back, the towering flames behind it were no longer visible.

The cat suddenly stopped for two reasons.

First, it had suddenly gotten tired. It needed to rest and eat.

Second, it had just realized—wasn't this a highway? Why not sit by the side of the road and wait for a ride?!

At the thought, the cat plopped down, nearly sprawling across the roadside.

Every so often, it glanced toward the far ends of the road, eagerly hoping a carriage would come along and give it a lift.

It was making an obvious mistake. Sure, this was a road, but more specifically, it was a highway.

Carriages might not be especially fast, but with magic in this world, some things could be far from ordinary...

Have you ever seen anyone hitchhiking on a highway?

And that's not even mentioning that it was a cat.

“Mrowwww...”

After lying there for ages without seeing a single carriage, the cat stretched and started to grow impatient. At last, the sound of hoofbeats gradually came from the distance.

It sprang to its feet and looked toward the sound. Then several blurred shapes flashed past it.

“！！！！！”

(Holy crap, what was that just now?)

With a cat's keen motion vision, it could barely make out two blurred shapes. If it hadn't felt the gust of wind head-on, it would've wondered whether it had imagined them.