― ― ― King San Serife in his room at the Royal Castle

After finishing the banquet with the prince and princess, he returned to his own room decorated with luxury that was no less beaten during the visit...... After lowering the people who would take care of him, the king reached to the chair at the bedside.

On the chair, not only is it embroidered, but there are more luxurious books than a room scattered with jewels... The king who takes them opens the cover... and twists the open cover to make a crisp sound.

Then the cover cracked and separated... and a sheet of paper slid out from the cover that seemed to have been tricked.

The king, who took it in his hand, threw out the book, slowly spread out the paper, placed it on the bed, and then took another similar piece of paper out of his pocket... and stuck it to the lower left corner of the spread paper.

The paper was cut out of the map.

It cut only part of the kingdom's territory from a large map that would have depicted neighboring beastlings, empires, and mountains in the north.

As a result of such cutting, the territory like a distorted diamond is in its original form, and rather than being realistic, it is more like a painting by some painter... A brand new piece of paper is also affixed to the part of the former imperial territory that became the realm last year.

The king with his fingers around the king's capital on such a map slides his fingers gently downward... and if he slides down to the sea called the South Sea, south of the king's capital, he slaps his fingers there.

Next, after filling in the Maerbadal meadow and the original letters, I put my finger around the newly written letters... and slid them down again, sliding them over the map of the freshly pasted wilderness... and further below, I slammed them on the bed where the paper was cut off and there was nothing.

Then, his fingers turned to the right...... on the map, as he slid eastward, there was a map of the South China Sea. The king who saw it raised his mouth angle and smiled, and leaked a voice that could only be heard by himself.

"Perhaps there is a sea south of the wilderness... even from the position of the South China Sea, it is obvious."

When the wilderness south sea becomes a territory... the east and west of the kingdom will be connected by shipping.

Not only will you be able to carry supplies and soldiers with ease... but you'll be able to travel many times faster than by land and dozens of times faster...

I don't think there's much time left... I need to get my boat ready soon... "

The king nodded with satisfaction after saying such a thing... he continued to look at the map for a while, then gently folded up... picked up the book that had been thrown out, and pushed it back into the cover... and put the broken cover back on the chair gently, making a clicking sound.

― ― ― Diaz in the square of Ilk Village

Ten days have passed since Ellie and the others came back from the pedestrians... and these days it's been a peaceful day with nothing in particular.

No one comes from somewhere, no one grows from the ground, each one is able to concentrate on his or her work, and each work is moving forward smoothly.

The temperature gradually rises, the wind gets stronger, and the rainy day decreases. Is it time for spring to end? And then the weather continued like that... I think the six children of Mare are the ones who are chanting these days the most.

The warmth you feel for the first time, the sunny continuous sky, the grass that is your favorite stretches, and you can only eat it when you run... You start to see little insects and small animals in the meadow, and enjoy meeting them with surprise, curiosity and joy.

Your body is getting bigger and bigger, and you're starting to learn words... you're starting to feel independent, and you often act away from Francis, Francois, and your brothers... and things like your personality are starting to sprout up.

A child who likes to run, a child who likes to sleep, a child who likes to eat, another creature... a child who likes dogs and humans, a child who likes horses and geese, a child who likes the Maya grandmothers... a child who likes herself more than anything else.

After a little more time, I couldn't call the six children all together. To think of that, the six children were beginning to walk their own paths... and in that way, the girl Frania was becoming a unique personality.

The six children still don't seem to know who they are.

I know about maer yarns and maer cloths, but I still don't seem to firmly recognize that it is their job or their products... Unlike the adult maers who live their daily lives as much as possible to avoid dirtying their yarns, rolling around in the soil is fine, and they have a fine face even if they tangle scraps of grass, pieces of wood, and sometimes insects in the grass... Sometimes everyone is surprised because it's funny, and they deliberately tangle such garbage in the hair.

Under such circumstances, Frania would never do such a thing, she was strongly conscious of keeping her pure white hair in a clean state, she would make the bathing better than other children, and she would rush over to remove the dirt if it got entangled in the hair at least a little... Not only that, she was also trying to clean her hooves, and I often saw that the female team that started with Arunor was anxious to polish them.

It's not because I like Mare cloth or it's beautiful, it's not because I like it... Frania is somehow aware that she's cute, or that she's cute and loved by everyone. It seems that she has such pride... It seems that she works hard to become more cute in order to maintain her cuteness.

In addition to those efforts, Frania also seems to be researching poses that can be said to be cute by everyone... even now, Frania is making a cute appeal to me, who was organizing my luggage in the square.

If you find the box, put your jaw on it and say, "How cute is that? 'Try to make a look like that... and if I don't react, just one eye will be closed or my eyes will be puffed up, prompting me to react.

You can move your cute tail around like a dancer, or you can take a good step with your four legs and do something like a dance...

It's still newborn, and it's a cute meal, even if it's just normal.

Everyone said that it was cute as normal, and I remembered the meaning of that word first... and Frania, who seemed to be trying to become even more cute, wisely appealed to that cuteness.

Yeah, Frania's still cute today.

When I stroked her head while saying that, Frania stroked her more and more and pressed her head into my palm... and narrowed her eyes and smiled.

That's how I think it's the cutest thing to be laughing naturally... but when I tell this to Frania, I'm going to start laughing strangely, so I just keep stroking my head without daring to say it... Noisy footsteps resound where we are.

Diaz-sama! Diaz-sama!!

Then that voice came... a voice that seemed to belong to the Dog Man Clan, and when I stopped stroking my hand,... Frania's face instantly looked massive.

Whether it's repenting or disturbing you, biting your teeth and pinching your nose...

Mm-mm

And then, as if throwing up, it makes a short snarl.

After a bitter smile at Frania's attitude, I stroked her head again and exclaimed that she would never make such a face, and then turned to the direction of the voice of the dog human race.