On that day, the people of the village of Emme gathered to see me off when I returned to the king's capital.
It was only a day and a little bit slower, but it was still good to be able to go home like this. I was relieved that they actually saw my face this way, not the letter, and most importantly, they should have reassured my parents.
"Petra, Radmila, Euria, see you later! I'll write to you."
Smile and say goodbye to the three daughters of Emme s village. Then Euria answered step forward, as she represented the three of them.
"I'm looking forward to it. Good luck, Laura."
Exchange a smile and a light handshake.
- And Petra snuck me a letter from the side. I don't know, and he stared at me shiatsu, and Petra made me push it to hold it.
"Um, Laura, this... Read it when you're alone"
"Oh, yeah. Thanks."
I guess it says “something" that no one else wants to know that I came all the way here to write to you and read it when I was alone. To Petra's words, I grabbed the letter in front of my chest.
I laughed at my three daughters again, twitching and changing my body direction. There you were on purpose to drop me off, there was the look of your master.
"Master, I'll be back. Please come and visit us, Master, you are welcome"
"Oh, well, of course"
It doesn't boil down.
Your master used to be a famous Wang conjugator too, so I wonder if the Royal Castle has a familiar face. That's one or two of the disciples, it's not weird to be there.
But I felt the air that I didn t feel comfortable with, and my master offered me a thick book as I tilted my neck. I received it reflexively, it's a weight I can't hold with one hand very much.
"I brought you this."
"What is it, this?
Lightly tap the cover that was slightly dirty.
Only the title of World Heritage and Legend, was written on the cover.
"This book describes heritage and legends passed down from time to time around the world. I thought it would be good for my spare time, so I kept it... it might help. Most of them are real."
To the Master s words, I opened the book with my eyes round. It then comes to my attention that very fine letters are laid on paper.
It seems like it would be difficult to read, but it seems like it contains a lot more information than that.
I'm sure your master looked for this after I asked him about autopsy. To see the dusty cover, it could be something you unearthed from the back of the bookshelf.
I hugged the book all over my chest. A happy man with a very good master, I am.
If your master hadn t set up a residence near Emme s village, if he hadn t accepted the little girl he had suddenly visited as his apprentice - I wouldn t be here today.
I think I should thank my master again next time. If you are filial, you are filial to your master.
Lukersch approached me as I was secretly biting my emotions. It was a look that didn't even try to hide the loneliness.
"Laura."
"Luca, you'll be back soon."
"I'm looking forward to it.... be careful."
That s what Lucas has been offering me. I soon realized who that thing was - something I was offered something too unexpected, so I get hardened.
"This, my uncle from the weapons store told Laura. With a dagger like this, you can only rest."
It was a dagger. It's sold at a village arms store, a copper dagger.
I remember only the weapons at the beginning and the "Last Brave copper dagger had a pretty low attack power. Even if I have it as a protection, I may not be able to defeat one slime because the user lord is me without power.
As Lukersch put it, it was just a break. But...
"... yeah, thanks"
Heavy on the palm of your hand, it seems to be a sign of the catastrophe that is coming just around the corner. It seemed natural and tight.
Take it and hold it on your chest.
Letters, books, daggers. I've had a lot more luggage. Plus, two other things besides the letter are pretty heavy.
"Father, Mother, again"
I turn to my parents one last time.
They looked at me with a complicated look on their face. It's not funny. It's just the look on my daughter's face.
I just can t stop, I thank you. My parents are worried, but they respect my will, which is my daughter. That's why I know I should reward that thought - I have to go.
At the end of the day we exchanged hugs and hurried into the carriage to break off the thought of being pulled behind our hair. If you miss this, there is no carriage out of Emme's village all day today.
After the carriage moves out, look back one last time.
"I'll be right back!
The people of Emme s village who respond to me waving loudly. I waved until its appearance was small enough for rice grain size to spare my goodbye.
Totally away from the village of Emme, they will also be invisible. This is the beginning of another long carriage journey. I just think so, ha, and the sigh overflowed my mouth.
As the carriage rocks me, speaking of which, I open the letter Petra gave me. That was a very simple thing.
- Oh, my God, the body doesn't really have three lines.
Please forgive me for saying this all of a sudden.
The first sentence is a preface.
♪ And the second sentence... ♪
"I like lukersch"
I never thought about it, it was the point.
The moment my eyes catch that letter, my head turns white.
- Petra likes Lukersch?
I desperately remembered the memory of me.
Was there such a setup? Petra was one of the Mob villagers, but there wasn't a portrayal that I liked about Lukersch - there was hardly a portrayal of Petra herself in the first place - it should be. On the contrary, the kind of dialogue that supports the love of "brave childhood."
"Of the brave...... childhood tame?
That s when I think of it.
Childhood taming.
There is no clear line on the person to whom the word refers. To some extent, I think it would be good to call it childhood taming if we were friends we had known since we were young.
Lukersch and I, Laura, are familiar as picturesque children. Born in the same village, we have spent time together since we were young. I am also confident that each other is number one in the village. But...
Doesn't Petra stand in the position of "childhood taming of the brave"?
I come from the same village as Lukersch. Years are near, it would have been less for the two of us to talk alone, but it doesn't mean we're not close. We should have had quite a friendly relationship.
- Isn't this something you can call "childhood taming”?
(... No way, Petra is becoming the "Last Brave" laura standing position...?
I don t know when and after what kind of situation Petra began to give Lukersch his thoughts. But if she kept giving Lukersch her thoughts like this, there's a good chance she'll confess to the traveling Lukersch "waiting" a few years later.
I am moving away from the childhood taming of the brave depicted in the Last Brave , both environmentally around me and in my own way. If we continue on this path, there will be no childhood tame to confess to the brave man a few years from now, and no childhood tame to one sadly await his return in the village - should have been.
However, Petra is fulfilling the conditions for becoming the "childhood tame of the brave". To take my place.
The mission that was carried by "The Brave Childhood" is to move from me to Petra...?
Hold your left chest with your hands. I took a few deep breaths trying to calm my soothing heartbeat.
That s right, there s no chance that Petra of Last Brave had any thoughts on Lukersch either. That setting was judged unnecessary on the story and may have secretly existed as a back setting that would never be revealed.
If you say so openly, the game's petra is a mob character - NPC. Most players won't even remember their names. If that's enough to crack the depiction on one of her thoughts, the staff should invest elsewhere.
Yes. It s still too early to decide that Petra has taken my place - as an understudy.
Restore some calm and put your gaze back on hand.
In the last sentence, I thought it was a bad idea to keep quiet from me, and I didn t ask you to support me.
I'm sure Petra worried about her troubles and sent me this letter. I can see that. If I can, my friend's love would like to support you. Although.
- Aside from the suspicions of my understudy, Petra will almost certainly be heartbroken in the future.
I moaned.
Oh, God. How can there be good childhood training for poor braves in this world?
I held my head about what I should do now. But I already knew there was nothing I could do.
I just have to watch. Don't stick your neck in poorly and do anything to upset Petra's thoughts. Give up, for thou wilt be swept away in the future, and what a counsel.
It occurred to me in the back of my brain, Petra s face and Laura s face, not “me .
- If poor brave childhood is going to be really good for this world, then please make childhood happy for the first time.
I just hoped so.