In the carriage that became the boxcarriage, a chair was made in the form of a carriage facing the front and the rear... It was laid with the cloth brought by Arnah, and then sat down. Regarding you, it was left to the man of the human race who was arranged by Camarots.

My outfit in the carriage, on top of my usual shirt, vest, pants, a flashy and luxurious embroidered jacket in black, a fairly thick blue cape whose hem might rub the ground, wore fine leather shoes… Arner, Senay and Ihan, Emma are wearing things like shawls of bright colours of fabric such as red, yellow, green, etc. from her shoulders in a woven fashion on the travel clothes.

Furthermore, on my waist belt is a leather sheath made by Arner last night, which contains the throwing axe... and I am ready to mount the axe on the wall so that it can be brought out at any time.

Most of the carriage's luggage was stored on the ceiling of the carriage or in the storage in the chair, but the reason why only the battle axe didn't … was in a letter from Juuha, which was provided with these clothes.

According to a letter that stands out for its light rhetoric, it appears that Juuha is trying to perform a reunion play with Lord Eldan and me, the heroes of Salvation, in front of the people here.

But I don't know much about my face or appearance... I just met Eldan in my usual dress, and he said that the performance was not effective, or that the people who came on the tour couldn't get excited... He wanted Diaz, the hero of the Salvation Nation, to stay here and appeal to me by wearing a flashy cloak and showing me a fightax that seems to be quite familiar.

It was hard to get rid of doing such a thing for Juuha, but if it's for Eldan, who has been taken care of a lot so far, it's nothing like that... Arner and the others are also showing a cooperative attitude for Eldan.

"Well, if I check it again... first, when the carriage stops, it seems that the lord will open the door and prepare the scaffolding.

Then I'll get out of the carriage with the axe... and then you'll have Arnah, Senai, and Ihan come down... so I can take Arnah's hands and get off safely.

Either Emma gets on my shoulder or she gets on Arnah's hand... and Francis and the others wait in the carriage until the carriage enters the Mansion.

It seems Eldan will do the rest well, but never forget to shake hands with strength... when you call Eldan's name, you can call him Lord Mahatty or Lord Mahatty Eldan. "

As I explained in my hand in the letter... the Arnas sitting opposite me, looking out the glass window, glanced at me and nodded... and looked back at the sight.

... yes, what a surprise this carriage has glass windows in it.

There is a solid window frame on the left and right side of the body, and a large glass that is surprisingly well made is inserted... from there you can see the sight of the outside as you like.

Thanks to this, Arnar, Senai, Aihan, Aima, and Francis are all obsessed with the sights outside... Six children can see outside the window, and on the wooden box instead of the scaffolding placed next to my seat, there's a crowd of six children replacing each other.

Occasionally, a child who loses the push will roll down to the chair or fall to the floor, so I will pick it up every time and say "don't get hurt"... but when every child shows an expression that just doesn't say it's an outside scene more than that, he or she turns to the window and doesn't listen to the attention at all.

... but, well, it might be helpless.

Unlike around the grassy village of Ilk, Eldan territory, the Mahatti territory has a wide variety of scenes that can be eye-catching.

As on the way to the caravan, I thought I had passed through a desert with nothing, and now there are large fields, forests, grasslands, and large rivers... and there are countless other statues beside us on the wide streets that seem to be heading for the Eldan Mansion... big carriages, small carriages, walkers, horseback riders, robbers, cattle riders, and so on.

It seems to be Eldan territory, but there are many beasts in various shapes... some walking strong enough to shake the ground, others running faster than horses... I don't suppose you'll get tired of watching them all day.

The people on the street, protected by the escort... I'm sure they care about us who are holding Maia's side-facing banner even if they become a box carriage. They look at us with their eyes round, and when Senai and Aihan wave their hands, they look back with a smile... Those interactions also made this carriage journey a heartbeat.

After a while in this way, stone buildings and earthen buildings are gradually opened on the side of the street... a stall with wooden pillars and a cloth roof becomes glittering, and the window connected to the podium on the wall behind me... There is no glass to make the voice pass through, a window with a small sliding door that can be opened and closed, and from there, a middle-aged blond-haired man will speak.

"It's time to enter the city of Melangal.

As soon as you enter the city, the Mansion will be ready for you.

... and I'm sorry for the fun, but please keep the curtains closed until you arrive at the Mansion.

Who is riding in the carriage and what kind of people will come down... because Zhuuuha said that it is a performance to boost the people with such a sense of expectation...

Regarding the tour of the city, I think Eldan and Kamalotsu will take care of it later. Thank you very much. "

"Oh, I see."

When I untie the curtain string tied by the window, which I returned to the voice of the lord, the curtain spreads quickly to cover the window.

Arnah, Senai and Ayhan were reluctant, but they followed... Francis and François, who were peeking into the window alternately in the other seat, moved away from the window to the floor... They moved onto the cloth that Arnah laid on the floor, folded their legs and sat down for a while.

In the meantime, I don't like only the six children, but when I peek through the window from the gap in the curtain, I start to resist... I get up with Arnah who came here to catch them, stroke them, tickle them... and wrap them in a maker cloth where I let them off, and put them in a large lidded basket that Francis had prepared beside me, or lock them up.

I've eaten, had extra time on the road, and I've been wondering about this for a while.

What happens to the six children wrapped in a soft cloth and trapped in a dark basket... the answer was sleepy.

There is no appearance of resistance in the basket, I can't hear it because I hear the bustling sounds of life, the voices of people, and the sounds of wheels echoing from the outside, but perhaps we are sleeping on something... We will see the basket and smile little by little, and then we will make sure that there is no problem with each garment.

Make sure there are no strange wrinkles, no dirt, no maia hair... and always be ready to get out of the carriage.

Then the carriage slowly began to slow down... as the guards rang out or the armor sounded, the carriage stopped and the podium moved... so when the carriage door was opened, people's mood and dazzling sunlight came into the carriage.