Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

○ Diary of Eleonora-Blankenheim

My name is Eleonora. Eleonora-Blankenheim.

As the youngest son of the flourishing Blankenheim family, Princess Dorothea's "Silver Spear".

My mission is to protect the princess from all crises. Until the day the princess dowries, risking her life to defend herself. That's my mission.

But when I was in Bartolore, I didn't have to worry unnecessarily.

The disciplined people of Bartoloa, unlike the erotic monkeys of Easwind, are turning away their share. There was no such thing as approaching Princess Dorothea in a circle of inferiority.

So I was at peace, too. If the princess is going to marry another country, I'll follow her too. If I'm going to welcome my husband, I'll finish my life without leaving Bartolore, too.

As such, I was even thought-provoking about the future. That's all I could afford.

But...... but! Oh, my God, the princess is going to study in the kingdom of the Ten Thousand Years Epic Monkey!

I can't believe Princess Dorothea was thrown into a land of monkeys that would only drool over oral complaints if she opened her mouth! Oh, oh! Poor princess! I'm sure you'll be tainted in less than three days! By the hands of those monkeys!

That was something I couldn't see. It was bad news that disturbed my mind thousands of times.

So I jumped right into the field of electing an international student and grabbed a ticket to Easwind.

Are you going to let the princess go alone? Is it something that makes the princess dirty? If you can't change the big flow, at least I'll be the jetty.

With that determination in mind, I was travelling with the princess to the kingdom of monkeys......

This is the backbone that led me to the land of Eastwind. That's why I'm standing in a land I hated so much.

Here, we cannot remain as calm as our fatherland. I can't paint it on my head, like about the future. Just deal with what's going on, and I don't have time to think about what's ahead.

Male monkeys at the precinct slapped me in the soft light mouth.

The mayor of the boarding town gave me a teethy compliment.

The stubborn gaze of the adventurers in the streets was unbearable.

This is Eastwind. This is the kingdom of the esthetic monkey.

How should I live in this country? No, in the first place, can you stay sane? Can you protect the princess's chastity?

I don't know. I don't know, so at least, I just want to sort out my feelings.

Let's keep a diary of everything that's happened since we came to this country.

Let's spit out what we felt that day in our diary and make our spiritual peace.

Let's do that. That's all I can do now......

April 15th (cloudy)

First day of training to get used to Easwind. He was taught customs, practices, enlightened laws and even implicit understandings.

One greeting. Too different from Bartolore, just confused. Why do you need enough just to give me your name? Monkey country after all. All the barbarians don't know what efficiency is.

April 22nd (Sunny)

After completing his training, he is finally integrated into the class of the Gran Feria School. Standing in front of the lecture floor, the little monkeys in the middle trimester s group take an inexplicable glance at me.

After that, they greeted each and every one of us... this is another long time. I didn't expect you to say hello until you ruined your precious class time.

Speaking of which, Prince Volca, who has been in the same class, was a tougher man than expected, contrary to the rumor of a prodigal. However, we still have a long story in vain. Does the monkey general mean monkey?

April 23rd (Sunny)

Princess Dorothea has entered the school labyrinth. Anything, he said he had an experience that Bartoloa couldn't taste. That's what the princess said, and she got off early.

Is it such a tough labyrinth by then? Even Princess Dorothea can run out of roots... then why are the Eastwinds so weak?

Probably got tired of something different from the labyrinth. In the land of monkeys, that's not going to happen either. Ask your chef to prepare something stomach-friendly for breakfast tomorrow.

April 26th (Sunny)

When I heard that "Chaos Dragon" was going for Granferia and was flying in, my heart was about to stop. Chaos Dragon. Lord of the Mountain of Demons located on the border between Easwind and Bartoloa. A giant dragon of pitch-black, also known as the most powerful creature and the absolutely powerful.

If such a monster were to be afflicted, it would be erased without trace, such as Granferia. With that in mind, we let the princess, reluctant to "flee here without indication," sleep with knowledge of disrespect and flee the city.

And as he fought in the Inn Town, the mayor came in with information that [Chaos Dragon] had been crusaded by the Black Knight. I didn't think so. There's no way that's possible. But it was, it was true.

Who the hell is the Black Knight? At least, I'm sure he's not an indolent Eastwinder who didn't have hands or feet.

May 1 (cloudy)

Princess Dorothea had a terribly complicated look when she heard from François that the missing Sayama teaching had returned. Again, and, no way, it's an odd look that can read both.

And the princess, who went out while Lady François could take her, fell to bed when she returned. "I have a toddler like that...... I'm still the devil," but I wasn't sure what it was about.

Wednesday, May 13

It's the Sabbath because of it, rain. Still, I was bored with it in my room, so I decided to head out to the city. The noisy Grand Feria will be quiet on rainy days, so it's just right for a walk.

Just walk the city blurry. It feels good to hit my face exposed from the raincoat when it rains softly. Everywhere, just walk......

Then, where did you walk? In front of me, there was a small coffee shop. Walk the city as you please and enter the coffee shop on a whim. Sometimes, I thought I could do that. Is this supposed to be rain?

By the way, the coffee shop was a hit. It's especially good to have Bartoloa treats. On the Sabbath, let's visit occasionally.

May 20th (Sunny)

Princess Dorothea was invited by Lady François to go somewhere. I appreciate François's care in trying to entertain the princess with her holiday.

François is an excellent, stoic, and very likeable person, even though he is an Eastwinder. Leave it to that one, he won't do anything wrong. It's got Zophy, the chief samurai, and I'll go to that coffee shop again.

And it was bad to be alarmed, Princess Dorothea had been badly depressed since she returned. Anything, "I lost to Wonko". I don't know what the word means, but if this were to happen, I should have followed you, too. Let's reflect a lot.

May 25 (cloudy)

Abel and Valerie.

Turns out these two were glancing at the princess's change of clothes.

Abel and Valerie. I remember that name.

I'll cut you a little.

May 26th (Sunny)

Princess Dorothea is in trouble. Was it so shocking about the peep? And, thoughts, apparently not.

The princess looks out the window blurry with a less decorative male handkerchief in her hand. And sometimes, one sigh like you're hanging up. That's... that's, no way.

Pretend to twitch and confirm the name sewn on the handkerchief.

"F.L."

Who falls under this initial...... Friedrich Leonhardt, the escort knight?

Speaking of which, yesterday, the princess asked me about the use of magic items for your patience... Is that for a secret meeting?

We need to monitor it.

May 27 (3)

Friedrich glamorously exchanged greetings with the princess. At that time, the princess stared at Friedrich for a while.

Is that him, after all?

May 28 (2)

There was nothing particularly like this today. Notice my surveillance, are you on alert?

No, I don't know yet. And the relationship between him and Princess Dorothea. Also the correct identity of "F.L."

I don't know anything yet.

May 29 (5)

Much. I'd like to think it's my fault, but even if I think calmly, I think it's a lot.

Many... many... obviously more than any other escort knight.

Isn't this proof that he's "F.L."?

May 30 (1)

Apparently, it was my mistake. It was a bit much yesterday, so Friedrich apparently isn't, although I almost decided by accident.

Relax. I don't know who "F.L." is yet, but I think I'll just get some sleep tonight.

May 31 (8)

Eight times! Eight times he exchanged words with the princess! Definitely! After all, "F.L." was the guy after the princess as a filthy rat!

That fucking knight. Oh......! Dirty hey before touching the princess with your fingers, with a silver spear, I'll cut off Mei's Funyachi O, and I'll beat every spear to Mei's Ke O Ana!!

There's a fucking bug in the lion! There's Gerosuke looking at the Lord with his greedy, cloudy eyes! The end of the road has now been decided!

~ The diary is broken here ~

○ Friedrich-Leonhardt's Diary

My name is Friedrich. Friedrich-Leonhardt.

Now I am unfamiliar with taking brushes and writing a diary or something.

This is me, the knight, the diary. If my friends in my hometown knew, they would laugh.

But...... but I...

I wanted to leave my mark, in any way I could, that I did live.

Oh, silver spears show up at the edge of my sight tonight, too. And it's getting closer to me day by day.

That would be the Sickle of Reaper. That would be Fenrill's fangs.

It would pierce me in a mundane moment and prune my life without creation.

What have I done? I don't know that. I swear to God in heaven and earth, I can tell you I was honest as a knight.

I don't know why I think about it anymore.

Now, many in one line, write my raw mark in the diary

~ The diary is broken here ~