Mushoku Tensei (LN) - Volume 4 - Chapter 3.1

Side Story:

Missed Connections, Extra Story 

Roxy Migurdia, the woman who was Rudeus’ master, ended her sea voyage in the city of Wind Port on the Demon Continent. 

She stopped short as soon as she disembarked. Wind Port’s townscape was much like that of Millis’ northern city, Zant Port. Even those laying their eyes on it for the first time would be beset with a sense of déjà vu. 

However, déjà vu wasn’t the reason why Roxy paused. It was because there was a clear difference in the air here compared to Millis Continent. 

It’s been so long, she thought. Nostalgia rose from the depths of her chest. When was the last time she was here? It must have been about fifteen years ago. Now that she thought about it, she realized how much time had passed since she started envying the humans and fled from her village. 

When she landed in Millis Continent’s Millishion back then, and ate the sweets made by humans, she was shocked at how such delicious food could exist in the world. She decided then that she would never eat food from the Demon Continent again, and that she would never return, either. 

A bit simple-minded, if I do say so myself, she thought. 

In truth, she hadn’t returned since she left Millis Continent for the Central Continent, and she’d never even considered going back. There was so much on the Central Continent. Everything she saw there was fresh and exciting, and before she knew it she’d already lived on the Central Continent for as long as she’d lived on the Demon Continent. 

In all that time, the Demon Continent never crossed her mind. Not even when she went burrowing into labyrinths and faced death did she stop to think of the parents she’d left behind on the Demon Continent. 

Despite that, now she had returned. 

You never know where life will take you, she thought. 

“Roxy! We’re going!” 

As she stood there, a woman called out to her. The woman’s ears peeked out from a mane of luxurious golden hair the color of freshly baked bread. She was an elf, tall and slender with a small waist and a nice, round behind. Roxy’s heart filled with envy every time she saw the woman from a distance. There was nothing she could do about it; it was how the elves were, but she still wished she could have a body like that. And while their busts were similar, the elf woman was well-balanced and beautiful, whereas Roxy looked plain and childlike. 

“Yeah, I’m coming.” A sigh escaped her lips. 

The name of that magnificent woman was Elinalise Dragonroad. She was an elf warrior, a vanguard on the front line. She was equipped with a shield and an estoc, which she used primarily for thrust attacks. Her skills were just as magnificent as her appearance. 

An estoc wasn’t a common weapon amongst adventurers. In the Asura Kingdom, it was used by the nobles during duels, and in the northern region it was used by warriors when they were fully decked out in armor. The one in Elinalise’s possession was a magic item found in the depths of a labyrinth. It was sturdier than most swords and a single wave could create a wind vacuum that could cut down trees meters away. The buckler was also a magic item with the ability to mitigate any attack it received. 

“O-ooh…solid land, it’s solid land…” An elderly dwarf came tottering out of the ship from behind Roxy. His heavy armor clanked and his grim beard swayed as he clung to his cane, his face ghostly pale. 

His name was Talhand. Formally, he was known as Talhand of the Harsh, Large Mountain Summit. He was about Roxy’s height, with more than twice the girth. This man, with his grim beard and heavy armor wrapped around his entire body, was a magician. 

Why was a magician wearing so much armor? Even Roxy questioned it at first. But Talhand’s feet were slow, and his agility nonexistent. If a beast attacked him, he had no way of evading it. However, with such bulky armor protecting him, he could use magic right on the front lines. 

“Are you all right, Mister Talhand? Should I cast healing on you?” 

“No, it’s not necessary.” He rocked his head back and forth and scooted his sluggish body forward. He was normally a bit more nimble than this, but he’d gotten seasick and it had weakened him. 

Elinalise put her hand on her hip and harrumphed. “Seriously? How pathetic. It’s just a boat.” 

Talhand’s face went red with anger. “You… what did you just say…?!” 

These two were quick to start fights with one another, so it fell to Roxy to intervene. “Let’s fight about this later, please. Miss Elinalise, you don’t have to comment on everything. Some people are predisposed to getting seasick.” 

Roxy had met them at the city of East Port in Dragon King’s Realm. The two of them were fighting in the Adventurers’ Guild, and at first, Roxy ignored them. However, she intervened when she heard amidst their bickering that they were searching for people who had gone missing from the Fittoa Region, and they planned to travel to the Demon Continent. Neither one of them was good with the geography of the Demon Continent, and had conflicting opinions as a result. Talhand argued that they should go to Begaritt Continent since they knew the lay of the land, or the northern part of the Central Continent. Elinalise, on the other hand, said they could still search for people even if they didn’t know the way, and they could always hire someone once they arrived. And there was Roxy, dealing with her anxiety alone, a native of the Demon Continent. It was almost as if she were fated to meet them. 

As their conversation continued, she found out they were former members of Paul and Zenith’s party. Black Wolf Fangs, they were called. Roxy had heard of them. They were one of the most famous parties in all of the Central Continent: a mismatched party full of members with one or two odd quirks which was once talk of the town. They rose to S-rank in a few short years and disbanded shortly after, but Roxy remembered them well. 

Still, she’d never realized that Paul and Zenith were members of the Black Wolf Fangs. She couldn’t hide her surprise. And the two of them were just as surprised by her. After all, she was Roxy Migurdia, well-known by the people as a Water King-tier magician, a young blue-haired girl who hailed from the Demon Continent. She’d entered the University of Magic and within a few years obtained the title of Water Saint-tier Magician, then traversed a maze on Shirone Kingdom’s outskirts that was twenty-five levels deep. After that, she took her seat as one of the Shirone Kingdom’s court magicians. 

A troubadour sang stories of her early adventures, turning them to verse that spread her name further. It was a story about how a young female magician left her hometown, encountered three novice adventurers, and traveled around the Demon Continent before setting off for the Millis Continent. Her name didn’t appear in the rhyme. However, adventurers who knew the song recognized that it was Roxy from her description. 

Calling the three of them (Roxy, Elinalise and Talhand) a group of kindred spirits would have been an overstatement, but it was true that their objectives coincided. Roxy was headed to the Demon Continent to search for Rudeus, while the other two were honoring Paul’s request to search for his family members. And so they formed a party together and headed off to the Demon Continent. 

The boarded a ship with Millis Continent as their first destination. There, in the city of West Port, they used an enormous amount of money to purchase Sleipnir horses and a carriage. A big expense, but little problem given the size of their purses. 

They avoided the holy capital of Millishion, since the other two didn’t get along with Paul terribly well. Both also had a bad reputation among their respective kin, so they kept away from the Blue Wyrm Mountain settlement where the dwarves resided, as well as the elf settlement in the Great Forest. Instead, they headed straight for Zant Port. 

According to the pair, the rainy season would soon be upon the Great Forest, so they should move fast while they could. But with the way they forced the horses to move constantly, even at night, it seemed like they just didn’t want to be on the Millis Continent for a second longer than was necessary. Roxy assumed the real reason was that they simply didn’t want to go back home. 

Whatever their reasons, they arrived on the Demon Continent in record time, so Roxy had no complaints. 

“Let’s head to the Adventurers’ Guild first,” Roxy proposed, and the three of them started in that direction. The guild was always a first stop for adventurers. 

“I hope it’s a nice place!” 

Roxy pulled a face at Elinalise’s words. The elf may have appeared chaste, but she loved men. It was hard to imagine with that figure, but she’d probably had numerous children. According to her, this was all a part of the curse that had been set upon her, but she didn’t act the least bit aggrieved about it. In fact, she rather seemed to enjoy it. Roxy couldn’t believe it. 

“Miss Elinalise, we’re not searching for men.” 

“I know that.” 

No, you don’t, Roxy scowled. Elinalise might not have had any problem with her so-called curse, but Roxy wished she would think of the party she was traveling with. It was fine for Elinalise to do whatever she liked in her own time, but this was an emergency. Besides, if she got pregnant, it would only delay their trip even further. 

I wish you’d take it easy a little, Roxy thought. 

“Maybe you should get a man or two yourself and—” 

“I can’t do that.” 

Maybe if I looked as gorgeous as you, Roxy thought bitterly. Unfortunately, none of the men that Roxy had ever taken an interest in saw her as a woman. She was popular with children, but she had no luck when it came to men. 

*** 

The Demon Continent’s Adventurers’ Guild had a unique feel to it compared to its counterpart on the Central Continent. Many different races were paired together in parties. 

When Roxy entered, she chanced upon a group who were very clearly newbies. Three young boys, all dressed in warriors’ gear. They approached her timidly. 

“U-um, would you maybe…form a party with us?!” 

Roxy smiled wryly in the face of their plea. “No, as you can see, I’m already in a party.” 

The three of them smiled bitterly at her refusal before making their retreat. It wasn’t the first time she’d been invited to a party like this; she’d been asked numerous times by groups of three young boys. The troubadour had told her he would write songs of her, but she never expected to become this famous. 

“Will you look at that, Roxy? You’re getting invited by some fine boys after all!” Elinalise patted her on the head. 

This happened often. Roxy wasn’t going to bother responding to it. She wasn’t a child. “Our ranks are too far apart. We couldn’t form a party, anyway.” Roxy was currently A-ranked. Boys beguiled by the troubadour’s song were, on average, only D-ranked. She’d never been approached by any who were above Rank B. 

The first time she got one of those party invitations, she bragged about how she was the main character in those songs, only to discover she wasn’t actually named in them, thus embarrassing herself. It was a memory she’d prefer to forget. 

She never imagined the troubadour would fail to recognize her race. Instead he wrongly assumed that she was only twelve and had become A-ranked in a mere two years. Not only that, but the current version of the song was so overdramatized that it said she traveled the Demon Continent and became A-ranked in only a year. 

Don’t kid yourself, Roxy thought. In reality, it took her about five years to rise to Rank A. With the Demon Continent as her base of operations, she rose to Rank B in three years. From there, she spent two years hopping from party to party. That was still a quick rise, though. If she were to start over from Rank F, she might be able to obtain an A-ranking in just a year, but a party of kids with no experience could never swing that. 

“You could have shaped them into men who would suit my tastes. What a shame.” 

Elinalise’s words triggered a flashback to the three novice adventurers who had first approached her back then. They called themselves the Rikarisu Gang, three young boys who helped her out after she left the Migurd village, when she was nothing more than a countryside bumpkin who couldn’t tell left from right. 

One of them was very sarcastic, always making up lies on the spot, but really good at looking out for people. Another loved to curse people out and had a foul mouth, but was also very determined. The third was incredibly clever, and the one who held the group together. He died during their journey. 

Their party had disbanded when they reached Wind Port, but she wondered. Were the other two still alive and well? After adventuring on the Central Continent, she understood just how severe the conditions were here on the Demon Continent. There was a high chance they were already dead. 

Nokopara and Blaze… I hope they’re still doing well. She found herself laughing when she thought that.It had been twenty years. The two of them didn’t have particularly long life spans, so they might have retired from adventuring long ago. The only one who’d stayed the same was her. 

Let’s leave the nostalgia for some other time, she decided, cutting her reminiscing short. She was here to find Rudeus or his family. 

“All right, let’s start gathering information,” she proposed to the other two, and started scanning the inside of the guild. 

*** 

From the information they gathered, they found out that Dead End was in this town—part of a new, up-and-coming group of adventurers who had quickly made a name for themselves. 

Dead End. There was no person on the Demon Continent who didn’t know that name. Even among the Superd, they were considered particularly dangerous, beasts that targeted mainly children. When Roxy was just a child, her mother often threatened her with that name. “If you don’t behave, Dead End will come and steal you away,” she would always say. 

They returned to the inn. Roxy’s face soured once they pooled all the information they had about this “Dead End”. 

“It’s a bit difficult to believe.” 

“What part?” 

“Hard to believe anyone in their right mind would pretend to be Dead End.” 

What was it about Dead End that was so terrifying? The fact that the actual group existed. Those on the Central Continent didn’t know of it, but the name definitely referred to someone out there. Of course, Roxy had never seen them herself, but all the rumors she heard were terrifying. They were the most terrifying creatures on the Demon Continent. 

The Adventurers’ Guild had never listed their name exactly, out of fear of retaliation, but if there was an extermination request for those demons, it would most definitely be S-ranked. It was the type of job that would net an adventurer an instant S-ranking if they completed it. 

“I haven’t a clue, either,” Elinalise said. 

According to the information she’d gathered, the man claiming to be with Dead End was fair-skinned, bald, and carried a spear with him. He was also said to be very handsome. 

“Since they said he’s a good-looking guy, why don’t I invite him to my bed to get some more answers?” 

Talhand hocked and spat in disdain. “That info’s useless.” 

According to what Talhand had gathered, Dead End was a group of three people. They referred to themselves respectively as Mad Dog Eris, Guard Dog Ruijerd, and Kennel Master Ruijerd. The latter two were brothers. The Mad Dog had red hair, the Guard Dog was a beanpole, and the Kennel Master was a midget. The Mad Dog used a sword, the Guard Dog used a spear, and the Kennel Master used a staff that was apparently a magic item. They didn’t have a particularly good reputation. 

“The Mad Dog is quick to lose her temper, and the Kennel Master’s done nothing but awful things. Apparently, the Guard Dog isn’t a bad guy, though. Loves kids, has a strong sense of justice and refuses to turn a blind eye to evil.” 

That’s a very strange assessment for people to make, Roxy thought. Perhaps the group had started those rumors themselves. If a party of miscreants did something good, it would spread like wildfire. Apparently, they weren’t just violent, but canny about it as well. 

“A dangerous bunch. Let’s be sure to avoid them.” 

“Aye,” the dwarf agreed. “We don’t need to be drawing the attention of the wrong sort when we’re supposed to be looking for people.” 

“All right, then let’s move on to the main agenda,” Roxy said, redirecting the conversation. Their purpose in heading to the Adventurers’ Guild hadn’t been to glean information about Dead End. “Were there any rumors about people from the Fittoa Region?” 

“Not one,” said Talhand. 

“No, I didn’t hear anything,” said Elinalise. 

We must be too late, Roxy thought. 

The Demon Continent was not the kind of soft place that one could survive being teleported to without the proper equipment. It was a land where simply surviving a year could prove difficult for locals. Also, it had already been a year since the Fittoa Region displacement. Those who were teleported might have all perished already. 

“The ones we’re really searching for are Paul’s family.” 

“So Zenith, Lilia, Aisha, and Rudeus.” 

Roxy had taught Talhand and Elinalise how they might identify each one of them. Aisha was the only one she was vague about, because she only knew about her through Rudeus’ letters. 

“Well, Zenith should be just fine,” Elinalise said. 

“No doubt about that.” 

The two of them knew Zenith, so they expressed no concern. Roxy, on the other hand, didn’t know how capable Zenith was, but she trusted in these former members of the Black Wolf Fangs who vouched for her. If Elinalise and Talhand thought Zenith would be fine, then she would be fine. 

“Rudeus also stands out, so we should be able to find him immediately.” Roxy remembered the overwhelming talent that her five-year-old pupil had demonstrated. He would surely be the talk of the town no matter where he went. 

Zenith and Rudeus would be the easiest to find if they dug for information. They also had the strength to survive on the Demon Continent as long as they landed somewhere close to civilization. That was why they prioritized finding information on Lilia and Aisha from the start. 

“Let’s set a deadline. Two days to gather as much information on Lilia and Aisha as we can, then on the third day we make preparations to hit up other settlements in the area. Does that sound like a plan?” 

“Isn’t that a bit too soon?” 

Roxy shook her head at Elinalise’s words. “There’s a high likelihood they’re already dead, and the Demon Continent is big. We’ll make a single pass through the major cities and submit missing persons requests at each guild along the way.” 

The Asura Kingdom would cover costs incurred while searching for residents of the Fittoa Region. As long as their group submitted requests at each guild, the reward for successful completion would be provided by the Asura Kingdom, so they could leave that for adventurers to pursue. It wasn’t an automated process, because the guild required someone to sign a request form before they could post it. On the other hand, if the guild didn’t post those requests, then Asura Kingdom had no reason to pay the guild. 

Roxy felt genuinely irritated by how atrociously the Asura Kingdom was handling such a widespread disaster. It was a major power, so she thought they should be taking more proactive actions. In truth, the only people actually participating in the search endeavors were Paul and those connected to him. In other words, only those affected by the disaster. 

Looks like all that talk about the Asura Kingdom’s inner circle being corrupt was more than rumor, she thought. It was the country with the longest history in the world, so it was still hanging on even as its traditions and power deteriorated. 

“All right, tomorrow let’s busy ourselves with gathering information.” 

“Okay, will do!” 

“Roger.” 

Roxy wasn’t the type to linger over things. No matter where she stayed, she never wasted any time. She always finished things quickly and then set off. That part of her personality showed up when she initiated Rudeus, teaching him her special technique and then immediately setting off again. Making swift decisions was her forte, but also part of why Rudeus saw her as an airhead. Others had pointed it out to her, but Roxy still considered it a strength. 

That was why she settled on a schedule of submitting a request to the guild on the first day, searching around on the second, and setting off by the third. A prompt, concise schedule to be sure. If they had stayed for a week, the results may have been a little different. 

On the second, Roxy’s curiosity got the best of her and she went to go see what Dead End was up to. Their group stood out, so it was easy to find them. 

A pair were training diligently on the beach. Just as her information said, one was a bald beanpole while the other was a young red-headed girl. She wielded her sword in both hands with such purpose, swinging it at a frightening speed while the bald man parried the attacks easily. 

Her information said Dead End was a three-person group with one tall person and two small people. Looks like the tiny Kennel Master isn’t with them, she thought. 

The Guard Dog and Mad Dog continued their high-speed clash of offense versus defense. Perhaps clash wasn’t the right word, given that the Guard Dog simply deflected the Mad Dog’s attacks, but the techniques he used were beyond Roxy’s level. 

Roxy watched them from afar, peeking from behind the shadow of a boulder. It was almost as if this were pro baseball and she was the older sister of a pitcher who used balls of magic as their weapon in battle. 

The two of them were strong, even to Roxy, who had traveled across the world as an adventurer. That wasn’t strength which could be achieved through technique alone. 

It might be good to make contact with them after all. 

As soon as she thought that, the Guard Dog looked over his shoulder. 

Ah…! 

It felt like their eyes met. His gaze was so intense that it gave Roxy an unspeakable sense of terror. Enough to give her the illusion that she was prey being hunted. 

She slipped away hastily. 

*** 

Ruijerd sensed her from the very beginning. He wasn’t sure what she wanted, or if she was just watching. When he casually looked in her direction, he saw a girl’s face peeking out from behind a rock. 

No, not a young girl, he realized. An adult Migurd female. He couldn’t tell from a glance, but there was no fooling Ruijerd’s third eye. He didn’t recognize her presence, and there was also more than one Migurd settlement. 

He figured she was probably just watching out of curiosity, but when he looked back, she turned away and ran off somewhere. Hm. Did I scare her away? he wondered. 

He’d let his guard down momentarily, and Eris dove in. It was an attack with power behind it. 

“Guh!” 

After exchanging three blows, Eris struck Ruijerd on the back of his hand and made him drop his sword. 

“Yay! Did I do it?! I did it, right?! Yeaaah!” Eris pumped both hands in joy. 

Lately, her skills were beginning to take shape. In the future she would surely be a fine swordswoman, but right now she was still young. If she thought too much of herself now, it might spell disaster in her future. He hadn’t planned to let her win a fight for a while, but that Migurd girl had caught his attention and he let his guard down for a moment. 

Ruijerd let out a sigh, quietly enough so that Eris wouldn’t hear it. 

*** 

Roxy looked over her shoulder countless times as she hurried back toward the inn. The whole time, she worried that she was being followed and that an attack might be coming. If she was going to fight someone of that caliber, she needed to prepare a magic crystal. She might even need a magic circle drawn in a scroll. 

It didn’t seem like they would attack just because she’d been watching them, but if they were crazy enough to call themselves Dead End, Roxy wanted to be prepared. 

“Aah! Yes! Right there! Harder, harder!” 

Roxy felt exasperated when she heard the moans from behind Elinalise’s door. The elf hadn’t even bothered with gathering information; she simply found a man to bring to the inn so she could enjoy herself. 

“Seriously…?” 

Roxy had heard about Elinalise’s habit of bringing men to her room from Talhand. No matter their circumstances, Elinalise would always fall for some man she met and spend the night with him. That included their time in Zant Port. According to Talhand, she even did this when they were in the depths of a labyrinth. The woman had no principles. 

At the same time, Roxy felt somewhat relieved. She would have felt helpless if she’d been left alone. As long as Elinalise was in the neighboring room, she could prepare herself for battle and wait for her. Once the elf was done, Roxy would seize her by the ear and head out to resume gathering information together. That way she could also keep her eye on the elf, effectively killing two birds with one stone. 

Although I doubt they would come all the way to the inn, Roxy thought, as she entered her room to conduct battle preparations. 

The walls weren’t particularly thin, yet she could still hear Elinalise’s moans filtering through. Listening to them put Roxy in a weird mood herself. 

No you don’t, she thought, and grabbed her right hand with her left just as it was reflexively reaching south. She didn’t have the luxury of time for that right now. 

They’ve been at it for a long time, she thought when three hours had passed. Roxy had continued to wait quietly. There seemed to be no end in sight for Elinalise’s tryst. Granted, there was also no indication that Dead End was going to launch any attacks on them, either. 

Roxy felt like an idiot. Not only could she not do what she needed, but she also couldn’t express her frustration at Elinalise for being so selfish. It was especially infuriating since, unlike the elf, Roxy was showing self-restraint and telling herself that now wasn’t the time to get busy. 

When her anger hit its peak, Roxy finally busted down Elinalise’s door. “Just how long are you going to keep this up! We’re supposed to be gathering—” 

“Oh, my! Roxy? When did you get back?” 

“Ah…oh?” 

There were five men in the middle of the room. 

“Would you like to join in?” 

There was a strong male odor. The men all had vulgar smiles, and Elinalise was mounted atop one of them, looking as if she were in the throes of ecstasy. The fact that there were multiple people, and that they were all consenting to this, was beyond Roxy’s comprehension. 

“Uh, wha…” 

The scene before her was so reprehensible that Roxy couldn’t process it. 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!” 

Roxy let out a futile scream as she scuttled out of the room. She flew into the adjacent one, completely out of breath and took hold of her staff. 

“O spirits of the magnificent waters, I beseech the Prince of Thunder! With your majestic blade of ice, slay my enemy! Icicle Blast!” 

The inn was left partially destroyed. 

*** 

They set out from the town on the third day. They’d barely managed to gather any information after everything that happened, and they forgot to submit a request to the guild. They also destroyed an inn, which cost them a considerable amount. 

“This is all Miss Elinalise’s fault.” 

“You can’t blame me. I was in a back alley gathering information when they came to me with their passionate appeal.” 

“Still, there were five…five people, you know?!” Roxy objected. 

“You’ll understand someday. A strong, beautiful adventurer like me being subdued and treated like a sex toy by five of those thugs? Ah, just thinking about it is enough to get me pregnant.” 

“I don’t want to understand.” 

When Roxy was at the University of Magic, she was still a child and didn’t understand the appeal of having a lover or being married. The first time she ever thought about wanting something like that was when she saw how intimate Paul and Zenith were with each other. That was when she finally decided she wanted the same for herself. 

Still, how? She’d wondered at the time. Then she remembered what an acquaintance at the university told her. That acquaintance had met her husband in the depths of a maze. Their shared struggle and the way they overcame it led to their marriage. 

This is it, Roxy thought. If I dive into a labyrinth, I should be able to find a partner, too. 

That fantasy grew larger and larger inside her head. She would somehow bump into someone who was tall, manly, and fashionably dressed—a young human man with a youthful appeal—in the depths of a labyrinth, and he would save her. Then the two of them would combine their strengths to make their escape, and in so doing, their love would bud and blossom. The youth would discover one of his friends had died, and Roxy would comfort him. That would be their first night together. 

When she actually did journey into a labyrinth, those fantasies were quickly shattered. A labyrinth was a harsh place, and the adventurers who entered them were a stern lot. The only youthful-looking person among them was Roxy herself. 

By the fifth floor there were no other solo adventurers. By the tenth floor she decided things were tough enough that she needed to gather a party, but people mocked her for her childlike appearance and laughed her off countless times. She got stubborn after that and continued further downwards on foot. Ah, the stupidity of youth. She came close to death numerous times, but was lucky enough to escape its clutches. She never wanted to repeat that again. 

“Well, you have to start by finding your first man, anyway. How about it? Next time, we can both—” 

“Absolutely not.” 

The dream was shattered. Still, she held on to one hope. Perhaps it was impossible for her to find some hunk at the bottom of a labyrinth, but she could still fall in love the ordinary way and have an ordinary wedding. In the meantime, she had absolutely no intention of giving her body over to a man whose name she didn’t know just because Elinalise managed to reel him in. 

“Besides, I don’t have the time for all of that.” At least, Roxy decided she was best off alone while she was wandering the Demon Continent. 

That was how Roxy made her first misstep and began her adventure across the Demon Continent.