Din no Monshou (WN)

It's been two days since I left.

The magic of Walkins kept me from feeling drunk, so I was on a comfortable journey.

But people in spacious carriages from time to time seem dissatisfied.

Little by little, there was starting to be a depressing atmosphere in the car.

The vibrating body vibrates violently, even at night bedtime.

Seems a lot less, but sometimes the floating sensation pushes my chest through.

And at this time, a loud voice finally went up in the car.

"Eh, narrow! Too narrow! That's the limit!

"Come, nobleman... don't be moved"

"Shut up! Who are you talking to?

The next moment, it sounds like beating people up.

At the same time, I heard screams like I pushed him to death.

Apparently, someone's making a scene in the back seat of our three.

I scratch my head and check the rear.

Then there was the figure of the nobleman, who had been a mongoose before he left.

You were in the fourth car with me.

He beat the man he had stopped and began to tangle up to the next seat.

"Out of the way, merchants there!

I am the second son of Lord West Lion Morunell!

Show off the sword in the sheath and intimidate the merchant in the next seat.

In the name of the nobility, he blued not only the merchant but also the other nobles.

I'm trying to pierce an attitude that doesn't touch a god.

Apparently, that man, he's not a lower nobleman.

"... Lord West Lion?

Sneaking up on Walkins.

Then she explained to me coolly.

"It's like an official position. It's expensive in the region."

"Hmm."

Apparently, even in the western part of the Empire, it's a house to top.

Is that what the nobles around you are atrophying about?

The man who calls himself Morunel is about to set up a merchant with two squires.

I do a lot in a narrow car.

"Against my word!?

Tell your father never to do business again. "

and here the body leaned heavily.

We all sat loose with our upper body shaking.

But the aristocrats who stood on the bars relax under the guidelines of the pendulum.

And he came straight to Walkins' seat.

――――

I attract Walkins at once.

The nobleman's arm went too far over its head.

He wore a stiff bracelet or something, so if he hit it, he couldn't spare bruising.

"Thank you, Master Regis"

Walkins smiling softly.

But now, I don't have time to fall in love with her expression.

"You! I'm not giving it up!

"Oh, no..."

The nobleman seemed to have hit his head in the car and was grabbing it on the merchant's chest.

Look at that, I get up slowly.

Honestly, I wasn't going to stop it if it was just a little noise.

This one's on the move hiding himself.

Because if you do something that stands out poorly, you just strangle yourself.

But unless the firepowder comes down on you.

Are you still going to keep Walkins in jeopardy?

I grabbed the nobleman's arm in anger.

"- Hey."

"Ouch... I'm here! What the hell are you!

Twist up the arm you were about to shake down on the merchant.

But there's going to be secondary damage because I'm trying to get violent.

I had no choice, so I pressed my body against the wall of the body to seal the movement.

"Ko, of... Get your hands off me, Shiro! Who do you think I am?"

When I saw my kimono, the aristocracy solidified for a moment.

You seem to have realized that you are of the same nobility.

But this is the western region, and I guess I stepped on that there's no more nobility than myself.

He stares at me with a slight grudge.

"Every junior nobleman... don't touch me.

Hey! Come on, pull this thing off!

The aristocrat flies instructions to his squire.

Come on, it's going to be muddy like this.

I have no choice. I took out Shadreia's treasure sword.

Seeing this, the nobles opened their eyes.

"Become...!?"

But you must have thought it was some kind of mistake.

I rub my eyes with gossip and I'll look at it again.

And that face stained with despair.

"Oh, that seal... oh, you..."

My hips smashed and I sat in my seat without trying.

The nobleman's squire also showed hostility to me, but I shut up when I saw my husband's leopard freak.

You guessed the family name, you obviously atrophied.

Is the Shadreia family superior to this aristocratic house...?

It's not a good idea to look confused here.

I will add pursuit to the nobility who will see the look on my face.

"The second son of the Morunel family?

Got it, I'll tell the main house about you. "

"Oh no...!? That's why..."

"If you don't like it, make it big."

That's what I say, I turn my back.

The last look of nobility I saw was frightening and shrinking.

This will give you a comfortable journey.

And the merchant thanked me on my way back.

"... thank you, nobleman"

"I'm just lost."

Maybe this is the kind of reply Shadreia people are going to give.

With that prediction, I'm going back to my seat.

Then Walkins was smiling satisfactorily.

"... what's up?

"No. It was brilliant, Master Regis"

She puts her head on my shoulder.

Embarrassed, I stroked that head.

What if they run out of bees?

Driven by such anxiety, Walkins closes his eyes gladly.

Thus, while there was trouble, the journey to the Imperial City went well.

◆ ◆ ◆

A carriage journey travelling at super fast speeds.

The schedule was also on the fourth day, and the interior of the car was quite glocky.

I was going to get used to these trips, but I can't hide my fatigue either.

Go outside every break and stretch gently.

I don't want a clot killing me this year.

With that in mind, waiting after lunch...

"Dear Regis, let's go down at the next berth"

Walkins finally moved.

Apparently, he's within the effective zone of metastatic magic.

"Can you use it now?

"Yes, it's a critical point, but I'll make it work"

Powerful words.

She says she'll succeed.

Considering your magical proficiency, there is no question.

After a while, we arrived at the rest stop.

A city of elegance and idleness.

And the aristocrats and merchants, who were purified in the stuffing, go out with the eyes of the dead.

In anticipation of that, I spoke to you.

"Excuse me, I'm getting off here"

Then he tilted his neck.

What are you going to do when you get down in a place like this, just saying.

"... we still have half way to Imperial City. Are you sure?

"Yes, because I want to take my time in this city"

It is a great lie.

First of all, it's a suspicious city to find a place to stay.

There are no particular attractions to visit.

And he scratched his head with poly, and nodded with difficulty.

"Really? All right, let's get the fare.

I'm sorry, but I'll take the same price as going to Imperial City. "

Mm, no discount?

Well, you don't envisage going down on the way down.

I will take the money from Walkins and give it to you.

At that time, I added what I had in advance.

"... seems quite a lot?

"I have come from Shadraia territory with great patience.

It's troublesome for my parents to know, so I want them to keep it a secret that I was there. "

Act only as a Shadreia person.

Treat them as passengers who weren't there from the beginning.

The man remained silent for a while, but lovingly and pleasantly accepted.

"To that extent, it's cheap to use"

Apparently, the shutdown fee worked.

At the same time, I even gave Shadreia's name.

Given the risk of antiquating promises, there won't be any leaks.

"Thank you for your use"

Saying goodbye to your man, me and Walkins started walking.

Then bowl in with the second son of the Morunel family, who was just about to get back in the car.

I thought I'd look, but it saved me a lot of trouble.

When I approached him, Bikun shook his shoulder.

It doesn't matter, I can say it quietly.

"Don't tell me what you saw with me."

"... ha"

"If it matters--"

"I know! Don't worry!

The nobleman shook his head gawdly.

How can I become a house that scares the nobles so far?

While worried about Shadreia, I advised her unequivocally.

"Besides, the carriage still has my scalpel on it. Don't take the shark off."

"Yes!

Of course it is a lie.

Well, if you knew you were always under my watch, you wouldn't even get extra excited.

This doesn't bother any other passengers.

"Okay, excuse me"

Get away from the carriage with quick feet and go to the back of the city.

If you are going to use metastatic magic, it is desirable that it is not popular.

As he walked, he asked Walkins for his outlook.

"So, do you have Ate since you went to the Imperial Capital?

"Yes, you won't be able to lend me your horse, but there must be a flight out to the border"

"Hmm... so we're headed to the west end"

This is going to be the last city the Empire will ever experience.

Well, I think I'll return home quickly and most importantly.

Enter the back alley and check around.

Shadows, signs, none together.

"Okay, I'll come."

Walkins closed his eyes and unleashed his magic.

A stiff amount of magic swirls around and wraps our bodies.

At the same time, a magic formation appeared firmly at his feet.

"- Before my magic, the wall of distance makes no sense"

Walkins begins chanting.

With that, the magic formation glowed demonically.

"Shrink space, twist cause and effect -" Giga Teleportation "heh!

Magical activation. My vision was wrapped in light and I felt a floating sensation dancing through the universe.

A grumpy sense of equilibrium.

Apparently, the discomfort becomes stronger in proportion to the distance.

I can play vomit like I got my stomach turned upside down.

But isn't anything too irritating?

If you keep doing this, you'll lose consciousness.

◆ ◆ ◆

With the convergence of magic, vision and hearing returned.

"... here is"

A strong wind strokes his whole body.

In that, I slowly opened my eyes.

Expanding into view is the overlooking landscape with buildings on one side.

I'm at the top of the clock tower.

Walkins is nowhere to be found.

And if you move your gaze to your feet, there's a distracting ground...

".................. ahhh"

Where my legs were dull, I was caught in the wind.

Out of balance and about to fall off the top of the tower.

Or it fell.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

Easy, easy.

This has happened before.

Yeah, that's when they threw me under a cliff in the canyon.

How was Isabelle landing then?

Wind magic.

It was waking the wind from the ground up to the sky, stopping it from falling.

Yes, by that procedure...

…………

But I realize what's important.

I can't use that magic.

It cannot be used without proper elf class.

Then what happens?

There is one answer you can give to the approaching ground.

"No, no, no, no, no!

It'll crumble! It'll be crushed tomatoes. Ugh!

A scream of selflessness.

I don't know what I'm talking about myself.

The moment I was ready to die, I felt strange in my upper body.

I was hugged with great strength.

That makes it easier for me to land.

"... that?

Alive. Vertical drop minced. I'm not there.

When I was wondering, I heard voices reflecting on 'eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh'.

"I'm sorry, there's been a time difference in the metastasis for about a few seconds"

Walkins stands relaxed on the ground.

Apparently, he's metastasized about the same time I stepped off his feet.

It was close to danger, almost turned into fresh ketchup.

Look around as you grate your chest.

Dark, very dark.

Apparently, he landed in the back alley near the clock tower.

Turning his face in the direction of the light, a large street enters his eyes.

The sight I saw from it was vibrant that I had not yet seen before.

Crossing the road, a lot of people.

Big enough building to hurt my neck.

Everything is luxurious and everything is massive.

The city was developing so much that the city I had ever seen seemed one country.

In the meantime, she laughed at the Empire as her home.

"We're here. This is the largest metropolis on the continent, the Empire City."