At the Northern Fort

"Granny, you spent your money on your own again! What do you do when you buy a pot like this? We're poor."

Me being pissed off because I'm an old lady. As Sharon's intelligent deception continued, I thought differently.

Earlier, it wasn't my intention to get a snowstorm with the sneeze, but lately I've been able to get it out of my own volition, too.

I turned my gaze to the servants carrying tea and sweets to the royals.

(Do you have fruit?

Now I thought it was my chance to show my abilities to the royals as well. Let everyone who comes to shelter from the heat eat half of the frozen, cold, delicious fruit.

"Oh, hey, Mill!

I got out of the deck without asking Sharon to stop me, and I headed to my servant. He's an uncle who looks like a butler.

"Um."

When I spoke, the butler turned his eyes in surprise. But soon you kneel down to gaze at me and say it gently.

"It is an honor to hear from the Son of the Snow Spirit. What can I do for you?

"Um, I'm relieved of the crap. Anything?

"Yeah, if it's a seasonal blueberry, we'll have it"

Blueberries. Nice. It's easy to freeze because it's small, right?

"Come on! Will you put me on the table with the princes and the queens?

"We'll be ready in a minute"

That's how blueberries on a seemingly expensive plate are transported to the men first, I said with my chest stretched.

"I'll make you guys something stubborn and delicious"

"Well, what?

The captain says pleasantly. Everyone else seemed to enjoy themselves without knowing what I was going to do except Mr Branch Leader. Kugarg and Sharon also come here to see if they attracted interest.

And just as I was a fort, I breathed towards blueberries. Blueberries, then hit by a small snowstorm, are snow-covered.

"Tap it!

I say with a smile.

but. So I suddenly calmed down. It is the royalties and nobles who are here. You must think it's dirty what the fox breathed.

"Oh, I knew it was good. You don't have to."

I say, lowering the tail I was good at booming.

But that's when Mr. Branch Leader reached out to Blueberry.

"The mill froze the blueberries for me. I've eaten before, but it's cold and delicious."

When Mr. Branch Leader says so and eats blueberries, everyone else reaches for the plate intrigued by "any of them". Kings and princes, everyone.

"Oh, it's true. Cold and awesome this season."

"The surface is frozen, but it's still stingy inside and delicious."

"I want some too."

Sharon also pinched the blueberries into his mouth and said, "Cold! But it's delicious," he lowered his face.

"Eh heh."

I'm glad everyone's happy, too. The tail regained its energy and rocked out left and right again.

"If you open the store, you'll sell it well."

The captain laughs at me gahaha, and the captain of the branch who hears about it, my dad returns it just like this.

"If this kid leaves the store, he can sell whatever he wants. Even if I was selling crap, if it would let me stroke my head a bit when I bought it, I would pay for it at all costs"

Mr Branch Leader, I thought as I listened to my dad. Probably just doing business with Mr. Branch Leader's family, and I must be able to make enough money to have fun and live my life.

I think he will pay me while saying "cheap" even if I take about a thousand yen to moff once, and I think he will come moff many times a day.

With such a shame in mind, the next time I headed to the table where the queens were, I offered the equally half-frozen blueberries, which were once again well received.

"That's a new sweet. I want you to freeze all kinds of fruit."

His Royal Highness Ask's wife says so and laughs.

Her daughter Sharon, on the other hand, once again stared at the knights of the ship's eyes and the faces of the fortress in the north. It's an unpleasant gaze.

And Sharon lifts one eyebrow and whispers to me.

"Hey, if you mill, why are you in a northern fort or something? I don't really like the knights here. Because not all people seem savage. If you come to the royal castle or my mansion, you'll find a lot more gorgeous and cool knights."

I wrinkled between my eyebrows, but Sharon doesn't notice because I'm covered in hair.

"What a knight you just came to wipe Kugarg's face with a big wound blocking his left eye, and what a very unlikely face those knights look like over there. How could those people have become knights?

Sharon looks at the knight of the ship's eyes and the army of cowamotes in turn and says: Besides, I still tried to keep saying something bad, so I stood up on the spot as you sat down.

"Don't be terrible to my sloppy people!

Unexpectedly shout out loud.

"They're all so cool!

Even I think about the knights in the north fort is tough, and I was scared at first, but I don't really think it's barbaric. And what's the wound on the knight's face? What's with the face of the Kowamote Legion? That you don't think I'm very much of a knight?

Sharon seemed surprised because I shouted out loud. Everyone around me is looking at me surprised too.

My anger quickly subsided when I said that I couldn't be much more angry with my child because he was only a seven-year-old girl, but remorse didn't go away easily.

"There's no such thing as a knight in the face. They may look frightened, but they're all so gentle and dependable. It's really easy for me..."

It's so sad and regrettable to be badly told about people you like by people who don't know that person very well.

He had zero tears before he knew it, and Kugarg rushes to lick it.

"Milphy, don't cry. []/(v5r, vi) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) to fall/

And Sharon whines with a surprised face.

"Mill, are you mad? Did they piss you off, me?

Sharon is shrilled to see if he has had much angry experience, but I thought he would say something back soon.

So I set up, but Sharon unexpectedly lowers her brow sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Is that it? Honest. Something's weak.

I had a seizure that was so common in young children that I thought I'd get angrier than I got angry.

I, too, clapped out, say weakly about Sharon.

"Don't be bad about the northbound stigma...?

"Okay."

Sharon is sober.

Yeah.

Sharon, wow honesty.