A few hours passed through the gates of the territorial capital. Under a slightly dim cold sky, the carriage is gently heading for the town of Fathia, where its parents live.
I sat next to Celine at the podium. That's why Celine taught me how to move the carriage. I've never been taught anything before, and I've never moved on to anything.
... Originally, Estelle was going to be in charge on this journey. I've taken care of horses before, so I'll take care of them! What did you say? After all, I didn't see Esther manipulating the carriage... I can think of a friend I just broke up with.
I thought I was a friend I'd been with for months so long that I'd never see her again. It was a hasty farewell, so I didn't really feel it... Hmm, it's kind of starting to sting by now. You mustn't.
"Hey, Celine, can I just have this rope?
I shouted at Celine to shake her depressed mood, and she exhaled with a white breath in front of her.
"Well, obviously, horses are trained to pull carriages. If you can't handle it with some amateur, you can't lend it to anyone.
I see. You don't have a license to drive a carriage. As I nodded convincingly, Celine continued to explain further.
"So, if you're in town, if you're just running down the street, could anyone do it? If there's a way, you go straight ahead, and if there's an obstacle, you can avoid it, because I don't want to hit a horse.... well, if you want to park anywhere, you have to pull the rope tightly, so you might not be able to do it with a kid's arm... but Mark can do it, right?
"Yeah, maybe it's okay?
Thanks to absorbing such a large amount of ether from the monster's specialty, my basic abilities are getting stronger. I think it is probably more powerful than ordinary adults.
Speaking of which, Delica was manipulating the carriage lightly, and she might be pretty good at it. I've been shaking my wooden knife all the time. Or stronger than me.
"In other words, it's better to learn how to feed a horse after parking it than to learn how to remove its equipment. If the carriage shop remembers how they handled the horses, they might not lend it to me next time."
Maybe you're right. Until now, when I parked the carriage, your man immediately took care of the horse. Until now, I've left it up to you, but today Celine has to teach me that too.
"Whoa, this horse will be in Fathia in four days, so just take it easy."
"Four days. That's a long way off. The town of Fathia is the home town to the capital."
"In the meantime, there wasn't a good place to build a town on the street. Only weak monsters inhabit or need to be so productive to make a town."
Well, it turns out that the village of Sekkar had a lake, lived in the fishing industry, and there were mines in the Sadra mine colony, of course. Besides, the town of Fathia was as close to Goblin as it was to evil. In the world of monsters, the location conditions seem to be important. The exception, of course, is the territorial capital, which focuses on defense.
So, there is nothing to be taught. I spent some time talking to Celine without having to do anything more than drive the AT car straight.
After holding the rope for a while, Celine grabbed me by the shoulder.
"Marc, if you're bored, can I come in?
Hmm. It doesn't change how bored I am when I get inside, so I'll be talking to Celine here. "
"Oh, you're so gentle. Not as childish as ever."
Celine giggled. I'm still worried about the driver because I can't get rid of my previous life. Anyone who works for you is Celine.
By the way, Nicolas, who doesn't seem to care about such a thing, is completely hikikomori in the carriage, tightening the leather drawstring even though it's cold. I think she is eating or sleeping another sweet that Leah gave me.
When I thought about it, Nicolas sent me a message.
"Oniichan, something's approaching, Mog Mog."
"What is it?
Nh, the other day, oniichan protected it like Fernil....? You'll see soon enough, Mog Mog. "
I thought I saw a white dot from a distant mountain sooner than complaining that there would be no chewing noise in the precautionary story - but it got closer and closer, and the silver bird jumped out in front of me in no time.
Hyeeeeeee!
In surprise, the horse stood tall with its front leg raised, but Celine next door grabbed the rope from above my hand and pulled it backwards and quickly grew up.
"Come on, can't you just sit still?
"Sorry."
Bassabassa and the silver bird hovering over our heads after our conversation stopped their feathers as they watched the horses stop and rode a nearby tree.
Silver birds echo loud bass as they look down at us.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to surprise the horse... Are you... the boy who saved my child?
Eh!? The birds are shabbetaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!