Hakai no Miko

The girl was swimming in the ocean.

Still, she is the girl who leaves an obscenity on her face. Such a girl was swimming freely in the sea with her silver hair moistened.

However, the season is early spring. Even on land, when the spring footsteps finally started to sound far away. The water in the ocean is still cold, and if it is soaked long enough, it will freeze to the core of the body.

The only thing the girl wears, however, is a wide ribbon covering her groovy chest and a leather waist wrapped around her waist. Finally, there are clothes that are unlikely to help prevent the cold.

That being the case, the girl had a bright grin that didn't make her feel one of her worries, and the fish were also swimming around the sea at an alarming rate.

But it should, too.

It's not two legs that make the girl kick water and move it up and down hard.

It is a great strain. From the girl's waist down, she stretched straight without splitting into two parts, like a human foot, with a large strand like the half moon she had put to sleep.

It is Merman.

It is a half-man and half-fish species supposedly created by the goddess of water.

Marman's girl found herds of small fish like piles of clouds gushing in the sea. When the girl had a pranky grin, once she tried to arc loudly, she swam through the sea, gaining momentum and then stuck it from her head into a flock of small fish. In this sudden raid, the little fish disturbed the herd and panicked.

The girl, who enjoyed enough of such a small fish appearance, kicks the water wide and surfaces, peeks her head between the waves.

"Ah! It was fun!

It has been a long time since I have swam this much. I am not usually allowed to leave around the kingdom, so I can't help but swim at all costs. Besides, you have to be constantly concerned about someone's eyes around the kingdom, so it's very cramped.

The girl, who was averse to the situation, had stolen the eyes of the woman with whom she had taken her, and had thus come to swim near the land far from the kingdom.

By now, a woman would be panicking when she realized she was gone.

Imagine a woman looking for grate and herself or something, and the girl who went crazy leaked a kusli laugh.

But it's time to get you back. My wife and I feel sorry for her.

That's what I saw in the corner of the girl's sight trying to swim out again, glittering.

What is it?

Apparently, on land, something sparkles. The girl swimmed to land curiously.

…… A mirror. "

It was a single hand mirror. What was the luggage of the wrecked ship was launched on the beach, or a hand mirror buried halfway in the sand glistened in the sun.

The girl spit all the time.

Mirrors are valuables. And that was all the more so for Marman.

It is one large mirror decorated behind the throne of the queen of history that symbolizes it. The mirror was found in a wrecked ship about a hundred years ago, but the civilian man who gave it to the Queen at the time was given the right and status to collect taxes from hundreds of families, even to the last princess, and told the nobility.

And for Marman, mirrors aren't just rare. Speaking of mirrors in this world, it is a bronze mirror carefully polished with metal. But the mirror because of it, too, gets hit by salt gas in the ocean, and soon becomes cloudy. For this reason, mirrors have to be polished at a high cost on a regular basis to maintain their brilliance.

For Marman, mirrors are so precious and expensive.

Not to mention the girl's age when she started to learn to be interested in her looks. I can't help but wish to have my own mirror instead of a water mirror with water in the basin (Boom).

The girl quickly looked around.

I hear there are many bad people on land who catch themselves and sell them off as slaves. For this reason, I have been told enough that octopuses can be found in my ears that I should not go up to land.

But there are no shadows around the mirror falling. It is also a small cove where the rock was made to be as indented as it was. From there it is shady from elsewhere, and you will not be seen when the girl goes up to the beach.

The girl, who decided to do so, put her hands on it and dragged her lower body up to the beach.

And he tried to lay his hands on the mirror, which was sandy and fell on the beach, at that time.

"Now! Do it!"

Suddenly, a wild man screamed.

On top of the girl who is surprised by it, a net is thrown. He tried to escape the net by waving his hands, but the net was only increasingly involved.

"Shut the fuck up! Quick!"

From holes like trenches dug into the beach, until then human men lurking their breath pop up one after the other and flock to the girl on the net. The girl tries to scream, but the voice is blocked by a cloth that even smells shoved into her mouth. My hands, stretched desperately to resist, are also grabbed by the men in reverse and tied with rope.

"Hurry up, it's going to slip!

The words and the footsteps of the rough men. Finally, silence returns to the beach.

And only a small wave was hitting the sandy beach where no one was anymore.

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It was not long after the Shapiro Chamber of Commerce dropped off Menahem and Joash's parents and children from Jeboa that they received the news inviting Ethereal Horse to Jeboa.

The rewarded Ethereal Horse was stroking her breasts down with a ho.

The person who somehow entertained him is the president of the Shapiro Chamber of Commerce, who will be receiving luxurious (dude) entertainment wherever he goes. I had to be cheerful to have someone like that invite me to Jeboa.

I talked to Joash after worrying about how to welcome him, and he said, "You can do as you always do. As usual," I only received less helpful advice.

Even as usual, when Joash visited Bornis, he behaved as if he were a contemporary Japanese dish reproduced with his cook Marco. Nothing else, I didn't give them expensive gifts or throw a grand feast. I was very anxious to see if you were really okay with that.

And Menahem didn't seem to react very well when it came to guidance.

Initially it was Menahem with a gentle smile, but his expression became more and more frightened every time he ate. Even though I said I was indulgent in my mouth, I guess the food still didn't fit my tongue. Still, I tried putting that and this out to see if any of them would fit Menahem's tongue as well, but that seemed counterproductive too, let alone Menahem even seemed to hold his head.

In contrast, he was secretly depressed by Joash's appearance of fun and irresistible, "I wonder if this was a tease". But he invited me to Jeboa so quickly that he managed to get a point.

In addition to being so relieved, the Ethereal Horse began to rush out to Jeboa only after Menahem had changed his mind.

And when I finally tried to get out of the city of Bornis, Jahangil came into the carriage again.

It is usual for Dinosaurian warriors who do not know what they are thinking from this expression to try to accompany the Ethereal Horse without saying no.

Neither Ethereal Horse nor Shemr are going to say it anyway. But I couldn't just not speak up for how Jahan Gill looked fully armed and sniffled.

"Um, Mr. Jahangil. What's that outfit...?

One big snort to the reluctantly asked Ethereal Horse, Jaharngil just asking what the crap is.

"You're going to beat Jebor up. I'll take care of it!

Apparently he was hearing Solon's words from someone.

"Um... punching in is a metaphor, and we're not setting up a war, are we?

In the current situation in which the Holmeer nation is about to attack this way, it is too reckless to turn to the enemy as far as Jebor, who hits the back.

Explaining that, Jahangil patched his eyes with that longitudinal pupil for a while. It was a jaharn gill that didn't move like it had solidified for a while, but it still drags its dripping tail down the carriage.

"Is that it? Aren't you coming with me?

Even without the battle, it was surprising that I honestly got out of the carriage, just Jaharn Gill, who often followed me with something. When the Ethereal Horse asks about it, Jaharn Gill shrugs away.

"I don't like the sea."

It was Dwarf warrior chief Dvarin who shared his opinion.

"I don't like the ocean either. And some of the jobs I've been asked to do."

These two are former slaves brought on slave ships from countries outside the West End. Trapped at the bottom of a dim, narrow slave ship with so many other slaves, it was rocked by waves for days before finally reaching this western realm. I guess the sea is already a dustpan.

But Jaharngill, anyway, the Ethereal Horse wanted Dvarin to accompany him.

Dvarin is the person responsible for overseeing each workshop that produces glass, soap and the like, which is the main commodity for Bornis' exports. Because it would be very helpful if you were asked to explain the production status and future prospects of such workshops in the negotiations with Jeboa merchants.

That's why I checked to accompany him beforehand, but I'm guessing Jahangil's lack of comfort with the ocean he was suppressing has brought his neck to bear.

Originally a dwarf, Dvarin was not comfortable with large amounts of water, such as the sea, even without unpleasant memories of his slavery years.

That has to do with Dwarf's racial characteristics. Dwarf's body has a higher density of muscles and bones than other species. For this reason, Dwarves are also strong and sturdy for the size of their bodies. But in the water, it turns out to be an enemy.

A person's body floats in water because the specific gravity is just a little heavier than water. That's why they can float in the water just by scratching the water with their hands and feet or putting air in their lungs.

However, the dense dwarf of muscles and bones makes the entire species Canazchi.

As a pale horse, I want you to follow me if possible, but I don't want to be forced. As a doverlin, it's hard to say no if the benevolent Ethereal Horse asks me, but I still don't want to go to the sea.

That was how Jaharn Gill looked alternately at the two troubled people, but he moved unexpectedly.

When he suddenly grabbed up the root of Doverlyn, thinking with his face in his face, he threw it into the carriage carriage, even at the edge of the tree.

He was a doverlin who was thrown into the carriage carriage carriage with such a loud noise that Ethereal Horse and Shemr accidentally shrugged his neck, but protested by getting his head out of the carriage, which immediately raised hot air.

"All of you, Jaharn Gill! You betrayed me!

But when Jaharngil snorts loudly just saying that he did a good job, he sets up his bosom and footsteps and walks away.

For a while it was a doverlin that looked like an angry mind, but you noticed that getting out of the carriage that you once got on, even though you were thrown in, was also not in good shape, and you sat in a dodgy (agura) seat on the carriage carrier with a grumpy face.

The pale horse, who confirmed it, put his foot on the horse's temple, which he had brought to the horse, and rode on the back of the horse with a glimpse. Then, as usual, Shemr takes the horse's bamboo.

Well, let's get out of here.

Dropped off by Eladia and Marcronis, the Ethereal Horse left for Jeboa.

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The Ethereal Horse, who left Bornis, proceeded slowly. Because if you rush to Jeboa because you've been invited, you can see at your feet.

The Ethereal Horse dared to move slowly toward Jeboa, suppressing the impatience of having to have good relations with Jeboa before the Holmeer nation managed to invade.

And after leaving the city of Bornis, the fifth day noon. Even the pale horses, who were marching their horses down the street to Jeboa, finally saw the sea.

"Soma! Is that the ocean?!"

Even though the sea knew as knowledge, it was the first shemr to see it. To Shemr, who makes her eyes shine with excitement, the Ethereal Horse softly leaves a laugh. If I hadn't taken the horses I ride, I would still be running towards the sea.

"Right. Shall we stop by for a moment?"

The Ethereal Horse decided to stop by. As he drifts down the street to the sandy beach, he turns his hair upside down and calls out to Shemr, who is nagging, "Come and see me nearby." Shemr then rushed up to the wave strike, like a dog who had his reins unraveled.

"Wow, Soma! This is the sea!

At first, whenever the waves came over, it was shemle bouncing back exaggerated, but now it starts to sneeze at the waves when it turns out the waves are not dangerous.

"This is the wave! Wow! Plus, Soma's right, the water's soaking up! Who put salt in all this water?!"

I have never doubted the words "you under the umbilical", which dedicate absolute loyalty, but I still can't help but get Shemr excited if we treat the real sea this way.

As if they were puppies taken to the first sea, Shemr is played (deflected) with the waves. In contrast to such Shemr, the other Zoans were suddenly self-defeated and so on.

These Zoans, like Shemr, knew what the ocean was for knowledge. Nevertheless, it could not be understood that the sea, viewed from afar, was truly a great deal of water.

That's because they Zoan never knew anything wider than the plains before.

In them, the common sense of endlessly broad = plains was ingrained. As a result, the ocean, viewed from afar, was also interpreted at will as a plain where blue and black grass were grown.

But if you actually stand on the waves, you just have to admit that the ocean is made of water.

At this time, Zoan's warriors, who were accompanying the Ethereal Horse, were beaten to the difference between their previous common sense and the reality that spreads in front of them, and just had to stand up blindly.

That is no exception to the two praiseworthy Galam and Zoog with both males on the plains.

"Hey, it's Gallum."

Zug, a face that still seemed to have fallen out of his soul, called out to Garam, who was staring at the sea side by side with himself.

"What, Zoog?

"Thank you. Beyond the mountains, there never seemed to be a land of gold."

Zoog was overwhelmed by the vastness of the sea he saw for the first time. But being a natural twister, he honestly couldn't admit it, and wanted to get back on track with the rage that came back from teasing Gallum.

But it is the same vague voice as myself that has returned.

"Oh. You didn't seem to have a land of fire either..."

Yet they kept looking at the sea silently.

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A man was picking up the Ethereal Horses, who arrived in Jeboa a day later than planned by an unexpected stop, as servants of the Shapiro Chamber of Commerce, to the main entrance of the city of Jeboa. When the Ethereal Horse apologizes for being behind schedule, he is instead frightened by the man.

Led by the man, the Ethereal Horses finally entered the city of Jeboa.

Although the Ethereal Horses were prepared to have troublesome procedures to enter the city, the obnoxious facial gatekeepers also paved the way in one of the meetings of the servants of the Shapiro Chamber of Commerce. It is an event that made the Ethereal Horses realize the strength of Shapiro Chamber of Commerce influence.

The way through the main entrance was a glimpse straight to the harbor. It's filled with people who don't just have eyes and hair, but even have different skin colors, and a prestigious selling voice flies from the dewstores lined up on both sides of the road.

The shape of the mansion that connects the houses on that street also varies. Even if you just take the roof, there are many things from round to flat, pointy. However, the mansion's building materials are not inexpensive sun-dried bricks, but red-brown burnt bricks, which is the city of wealthy merchants.

Even in the city of Jeboa, a rutsvo of such a wide variety of races and cultures, the Ethereal Horses had attracted the attention of people crossing paths from earlier on, whether it was rare for Zoan not to be a slave.

The appearance of someone who occasionally looks at this one and talks with Hisohiso diving into his voice doesn't make him feel good, to be honest.

For this reason, when we arrived at the mansion prepared for us by the Shapiro Chamber of Commerce, everyone caressed their breasts unconsciously.

"Yo ho! Welcome out. Please think of this place as our home and relax."

Upon entering the mansion, Joash greeted the Ethereal Horses with a full grin. Behind it is Menahem, who should be busy.

"Thank you for inviting me this time. You'll be in trouble for a while."

"It's no big deal," Menahem responded when the Ethereal Horse said his thanks. Then, you wonder what it is, you gaze at the companions behind the pale horse firmly.

The Ethereal Horse immediately perceived it.

"Marco, come here for a second"

Call Marco, who was looking wide open with his mouth and eyes at the exotic buildings and interiors he saw for the first time. Marco was also accompanied on this visit to Jeboa because there was a "definitely cook" clause in the invitation.

"This Marco is my cook."

"Oh! Is he?"

Menahem, introduced to Marco, broke his face. I was wondering if modern Japanese food was no good, but Aoima was also horrified that she might have been surprised to like it.

Zoog called out to such a pale horse.

"Lord Soma. I'd like to take a look at the harbor."

It is a zoog with innovative ideas in Zoan. He seems to have recovered from the shock of the sea he saw for the first time as early as possible and was interested in the port where a large trading vessel would dock.

This is where I'd like to admit it pleasantly, but I dare you, Ethereal Horse, to shake his neck to the side.

"For a while, let's be quiet here. Tell others that you are not allowed to go out for the time being."

As far as the excessive reaction of the people of this city to Zoan is concerned, they should not be allowed to come into contact without darkness. To avoid unnecessary disturbances, it would be reasonable to restrict outings for a while.

Zoog seemed dissatisfied, but seeing Joash smiling, it seemed to be the right decision.

There came a man of one servant, and he whipped some ear into Menahem.

Until then, Marco was in a good mood, and Menahem's face was cloudy, explaining that he was free to use the mansion's kitchen and that he also had a rare selection of ingredients.

"Apparently you've been hit first..."

Menahem's mouth sounds like something happened. Menahem, whose gaze turned to ask from the Ethereal Horse, leaked one sigh before telling him.

"Several of the ten Commissioners have come to say hello to Master Soma"