Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

It was a beautiful landscaped place to say difficulty, but passing at noon, with mountains on the left and the sea on the right. Speaking of which, on my way to Trent Force, I feel like there was a time when I saw the ocean on the left and was in the basket with a shaker. At that time, the sea was delightful, and I didn't even realize there was a mountain looming on my right hand.

That time, I remembered. As for a few days, there was a flock of Fallens around the bonded tent, and even by the time I went to bed after hunting all the way, that number was back, and the Burts, who usually watch alone, were also nervously watching the pair.

In those days I was accustomed to the thing called the Falls and to hunting them, but the sound of Vun, which resonated in the midnight juncture, was something that incited discomfort and aroused anxiety.

Burt said he would use Alistair's junction box if he had to, because he didn't know what it was. Tell him to be prepared because Leah might be going to have it.

Asked about that, I was quietly looking out at the sea and the mountains, remembering some months ago.

"Hey, Lilia"

"Aye."

I wonder what. Even though he was quiet, the prince was falling back on the lag dragon.

"Are you all right?

"Aye?"

What? What?

"Well, it's too quiet."

"Ria, shrimp?

"I'm not worried! I was just wondering what happened because it's quiet!

"Well, hey, shush"

"No! What, I lost money worrying"

"Ria, Shinpa"

I chuckled. Some places are pretty good, aren't they?

"Hmm!"

The prince went back to the beginning puffy after all. I chuckled. No heart or loose face of the guard.

Such a smooth trip was also over when it passed the middle of the afternoon and we saw a cabin for travellers.

We'll have about 20 people in one row, so we couldn't fit in one cabin with 10 people, even though we can stay 10 people, it'll be chipped. However, defense becomes thinner in three parts.

I wondered what I was going to do, and it looks like I decided to get it done in two cabins. There is a separate large cabin for the lag dragon, so it is put in there. I think it's a good place for a prince not to focus on special treatment because he's a prince.

There are three people who must be escorted. Prince Hubert, Alistair, and me. There are 10 escorts. There seemed to be a bit of consultation on whether to split the subject of protection into one place or two, but in the end it would be grouped together in one place, and the three of us and five escorts, plus ten of Bart and Mill, would sleep in one shed.

We need to do it ourselves, from cooking to sleeping support, although not camping. I prioritized escorts and didn't add anyone to cook or chore, so I was wondering what to do, and Bart, Mill and Alistair were doing it.

Of course, the escort tries to help, but especially the food doesn't seem to know where to start.

"Fine, I'm a hunter, but I'm also a cook, so take turns refreshing in the meantime."

That being said, I put a cloth on the corner of the room, where I took turns wiping my body and dressed. Sleeping rolls are fine if you're staying at the inn, but I'll get dressed the next day just to be on guard here.

When Alistair helped me with my bath, the prince said something, but I couldn't help it because Dory wasn't here.

It's been a long time since Mill made a lot of warm soup.

"What about the poop?

"It's boiled. Let's keep Leah's hammer."

"Aye."

Have the mill softly crush the potatoes. And since Dory's not here today, I'll have my own spoon to eat. It's always time to eat, knowing how to eat clean, but teething that your body doesn't move as much as you think.

Take a sip of soup. Swallow.

"Miriyu, come on"

"Yummy."

Stick a spoon in the potato and give it a spoonful. Mm-hmm. I might have taken too much soot.

Still, why is everyone stopping eating hands? Some of them have open mouths.

"Guys, Taberiu"

When I say that, it's the end of the day when I start eating rice with hassle.

Well, he told me to carry the spoon to his mouth. I may not be able to get into my mouth because I took too many potatoes. Uh. Mogu. It was okay. I like having it crushed so that it stays crushed. Enjoy and swallow that crush at the end. Why is everyone swallowing something together?

"Hey!

"Right. I love Leah."

"Aye!"

Someone is crushing that Master Leah likes to eat. I thought they weren't all eating, but when I looked closely, I was already finished eating, and I was the only one left.

Hey too. Soup. Bread. Soup. Hey, too.

Highly visible. What is this? Momogu.

"Heh, plain rat"

"Prince! Don't put it in your mouth!

The prince is being held hostage by the escort. But doesn't the fact that you shouldn't put it in your mouth mean you won't put it in your mouth but that's what we all think? Momogu.

I saw Bart. I try not to look at each other. I saw the escort who was always up at night. Turn away. I saw Alistair.

"Plains rats are cute."

Yes, Gilty. I stuck a spoon in my potato plate and took it off full of eyes.

"Aye, Dojo"

"No, I am"

"Arashita, why not?"

"Ugh."

Alistair stopped moving for a moment and opened his mouth. Yes.

"Come on."

"Ugh, yeah. That's good."

Alistair hates potatoes. I heard you say sorry, but if you think so, you should reflect on your light mouth. But it could have been a little eight-win.

Under the guidance of the mill, the escort takes turns cleaning the cooking area, packing and using two blankets per person, one on the rug and one on the hanging.

"Well, there's eight of us, so it's four shifts for two."

There are no idolaters coming in the cabin. But they don't know what it is, so they're gonna take turns keeping an eye on it. It's me and Alistair who can sleep all night.

"My uncle, Mihari, Shiru?

"Of course."

Even the least burdensome first watch, it's hard to join the watch properly.

"Damn."

"Naturally."

The prince strained his arms rather than his chest. A child.

"Lilia"

"Aye?"

I rarely call it Lilia.

"I'm Hubert. A prince, but being called a prince by you is an epileptic disorder."

He's a pain in the ass.

"Hi-ba-ha."

"Uhm."

A little long.

"Hiu."

"Gu-ha."

The last gu would be someone from the escort. The prince unwrapped the arm he was putting together, crouched down and glanced at me. And pinched my cheek with both hands.

"Hiru"

"You are"

I sneered through the cheek.

"Damn, that's soft."

"None."

"Anyway."

The prince, no. Hugh released his cheek, wrinkled between his eyebrows.

"Look, I said you could call me by my name, but I didn't say call me by my nickname. Do you understand?"

"Wah-wah-wah."

"No, you know. I know what I'm doing, absolutely."

Something's wrong with the prince who says bump.

"Your Highness, it's hard to tell a toddler about Hubert."

"But when you can jump over a lot of things, like this,"

The Prince made a face to the guard who advised him softly.

"Because we're adults."

"Damn, why do I feel like I lost"

"Hiu."

"Oh! Already. Hugh is fine. You got it."

"Aye."

It's still something we get along with when we rest in the same room. I fell asleep satisfied.

"Uh, prince, maybe a little sorry"

And I felt like Bart was crushing. What is "also"? Rude.