Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

... that's how the Earl of Monroe reaches.

As soon as I entered the land, I lost my word.

I'm not vibrant... it wasn't on that level.

The slam in the king's capital seems better, Boulevard.

The water just pulled, the shaggy road.

Lying there, full of skin and bones... people who may not be sure they're alive.

Rotten smell that stuffs your nose.

"What... this..."

Unexpectedly squeaky words, no response.

As impulsive as it was, I ran out.

"Master Bern! Wait!"

The words of the escorts never reached my ears.

... the sight in front of me was full of heads.

This is such a lie, and I run through it screaming inside out.

However, a similar sight just spreads wherever you run.

No... more sights in my sight.

If there is hell, then this is the place... and despair occupies the heart.

"You... are a nobleman?

One woman, who was staring at the universe, called out to me.

"Grace... I've only spoken of muddy water for the last three days"

Nice to meet you, she approaches me.

Skinny body, vain eyes.

I was relieved by those lifeless, blind eyes. [M]

... That's why I didn't notice.

"Keep pulling in!

To the presence of a man who approached me and her space.

He pushed her into his power and followed me. [M]

"Grace me. Whatever. If you bless me with food, I will be your slave."

Straw, when a man approaches, he tries to follow me back.

The first woman who approached me was still stuck with Pickle while she fell.

People step on it fine and reach out to me.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!

Tough, he said.

That's what I thought.

The hands of a multitude of people are so horrified that they think it's an invitation to death.

... I screamed with my head by accident, rejecting the sight.

The two escorts who responded to that voice... one of them was playing horse numbers on the street before he entered the city... and gave it to me.

"You guys, get out of there!

Look at the guard who took the sword out, and I'll return it to me.

"Don't hang up!

And I screamed. To that word, now the escort is bewildered.

"Dear Bern... but..."

"Good!... you guys want food!

In my words dwelt the light in the eyes of Girari and men.

"Von!"

The guard who was called by name was only confused, though.

"But Master Bern!

"It's okay, throw as much as you want!

He turned the wrap he was carrying on his back as far away as he could think.

"In that, there is the only food we have"

The moment I said that, the people who were there with us rushed towards the thrown wrap.

That's how me and the two escorts rush to the opposite end.

Running through to the realm and making sure there were no people around, three people, including Bern, lowered their hips.

"I moved on my own, I'm sorry..."

"You're safe and above all. But was the food good?

"For a day or so, you don't have to eat. I miss portable food, so if the four of us share it, we'll have it. I'm sorry you guys let me go out with you."

"It's good. But that..."

The faces of the escorts get uniformly dark.

Everyone saw the sight of hell just like me.

Perplexity, and fear, are commonly seen.

"... probably the biggest cause of this one, but that's not all. To look at them like that, I guess it's not just since disaster struck. Perhaps the Territory's food was distressed by Count Monroe's exploitation"

Strive and chill in your voice, whine.

"Oh no...!

"Does this also change depending on who stands on top..."

Gilli and I were chewing on my lips by accident.

What's in my heart is anger.

The Count Monroe family that created this hell, most importantly... anger at the helpless self.

The more anger arose, the hotter I felt in my chest.