Shaken by a carriage for half a day and a few hours.

Even though it was late at night that the King's capital Romeria departed, the sun was already passing by and it was dusk.

The carriage keeps high speed at all times and changes carriages every few hours in a place like a relay point.

The type of carriage also changed each time, and when I got in the basket for the caravan, it was cold and uncomfortable to ride.

Guess.

They are in a hurry anyway. One of the reasons is to scatter chasers.

Unlike cars, horses can't keep running as long as they have gas.

Running slowly will keep you up during the day.

Still, if we keep this pace going, the horse will crush and get stuck in less than half a day.

Although there are individual differences depending on the horse, it is only a matter of time before it is switched off if there is no replacement carriage on the other side.

And one more thing.

I-I don't think I'm going to kill the “Witch of God” or anything at the moment.

If they were meant to kill, it would have ended when the kidnapping succeeded without having to take them out in the first place.

It is one of the reasons that food and water are given.

He must have grabbed it to do something in perfect condition.

After all, if someone else finds out, there is no guarantee of life. Rather, they may be more likely to be killed.

Driven by a bad feeling, I tried to replace it with aggression... I wonder what's going on.

……

Surprisingly, it gets dark in the carriage.

I don't think so anymore.

The carriage went into the woods.

Thank you for your long journey. We're here.

The wagon starts to slow down as you hear a murmuring voice.

Looks like we've reached our destination.

"Get off."

When I got off the carriage following the man, I got out of balance as if I still had the feeling of shaking.

Soon, one of the masked men surrounding him grabbed his arm and left him standing violently.

"... be careful"

He nods to the voice of a young man many times.

Breathing deeply to calm the mind found cold and damp air filling the lungs.

Strangely looking around, you can see a faint fog floating in the gap between the trees.

I see, this fog blocks the sunlight.

Huh

I am urged to walk quickly by pressing my back.

Have you been a little too relaxed?

Well, I've learned a few things since I started walking.

One is that there is a mix of ordinary people in the mask.

Rather, except for the leading walker and a couple of others, everyone else is.

My body, how I walk, and how I watch my surroundings somehow smell amateur.

Even if you wear the same costume and the same mask, isn't everyone an executive unit?

And there are a lot of elves.

I have a strange feeling that more than half of the people here are elves because I don't see them that much in King's Landing.

Well, given that it seems that the elves usually live in the woods, it is in a sense correct.

And finally, this fog.

The area where I got off the carriage was so thin that I couldn't tell without staring at it.

However, it is now blocking its sight to the point where it is doubtful whether it can even be seen a meter away.

Is this why you stopped the carriage on the way?

"Hey."

The leading man summons the female elf and speaks a word or two in his ear.

When it was over, she nodded and disappeared into the fog.

Probably sent me an advance notice.

……

After that, he continued walking to a place like a small village.

In the center, streams flow, and around them you can see things like fields and livestock huts.

Above all, what surprised me was that the thick fog on my skin cleared up like a lie the moment I arrived in the village.

It is unlikely to happen naturally. Is it also a foggy magic device?

Eventually, they brought in the most luxurious and prominent buildings in the village.

There was an emblem on the exterior wall that looked like it was seen somewhere, and it seemed to show off the surroundings what it was like.

"The bishop will see you."

Looking down at that voice, an elf waited at the entrance to the building, opening the door.

You must be the woman I mentioned earlier.

When she fell on her knees and lowered her head, all but the leading man imitated it.

"Come on."

Follow the man through the door and enter.

Immediately afterwards, I stung my nose with some fragrance.

Cover your mouth with sleeves just in case.

Speaking of incense in places like this, hallucinating things are a classic. I've never been too careful.

"Hahaha, you did it all the time."

The moment I entered the hall, such a first voice welcomed us.

"Bishop Willem, what does that mean..."

Like the woman who said earlier, the man in the mask said with his head down on his knees, confused.

"Take the hood and you'll see. It's not boring at all. I'm caught in a fine workmanship."

It was unexpectedly fast.

Aside from the question of why, one day they will find out.

If you've come this far, there's only time.

Well, that's what it is.

That's how I take off my hood.

When I lowered the sleeve that covered my mouth, a voice of surprise leaked from the man in the mask.

"Nice to meet you, Seirian bishop. I'm Rosie, Rosie Mystilia."