Tearmoon Empire Story

Three days in a town outside the Duchy of Holy Velga, transfer to the carriage of the Fork Road Chamber of Commerce.

A painful silence lay between the four Meers who lurked themselves in the carriage carriage carriage carriage.

I faintly blued my cheeks, nagging, not a word, Meer.

Wearing a blouse for horseback riding and an easy-to-move half trouser, Meer hugged her folded knee with a

"Phew..."

From time to time, I exhale a thin sigh.

Tiona, who sees that face, frowns worryingly.

- Mia, I guess you're worried.

A thinker in a danger zone, Prince Abel.

I guess I don't feel comfortable thinking about him.

- At any rate, I need to protect you, Meer, and take you to Prince Abel...

Tiona grips the slender sword resting on her hips all the time.

- If I may, may Prince Abel be safe.

Don't speak up, Tiona prays.

Keithwood, on the other hand, had a different view.

- Again, when it comes to Princess Meer, can you avoid nervousness?

The land across from them, the Kingdom of Lemno, is a danger zone.

Although security is still preserved overall, areas raised by the population can undoubtedly be considered dangerous zones.

There is even a danger to our lives if we find out who we are, than it is fully conceivable that the anger they hold towards the Lemno royal family could be transformed into royalty and nobility in other countries as it is.

I don't know that. It's not Meer. There is no way that our Empire's wisdom and our girlfriend would not have realized such a self-evident thing.

Naturally, I'm aware of the danger, and on top of that, I'm over my fear, and I'm here.

- Again, he's a fine man. Not only are you smart, but I didn't know you knew where to use your courage properly.

If I could, I'd like to have my own lord, Theon, and the wedding, but it was Keithwood that I sincerely thought to myself, etc.

Okay, so the truth is, what was Meer thinking...,

- Ugh, uhh, come on, I feel bad, it's...

... I was just drunk...

It is a terrible carriage sickness.

Meer has only traveled in the first place in an extremely luxurious carriage for the Imperial Room.

Being able to ride a carriage for comfort and comfort, she naturally never rode a merchant's carriage or anything.

My buttocks hurt like ginseng on a hard wood floor, and I was totally triple regulated by a guttering shake.

"Phew......, Phew"

From time to time, I exhale thinly and endure... but I can't be alarmed that something sweet and sour seems to come up.

For once, I try to look for a topic to talk about, whether it's a bad attitude to be silent about the three people who followed me for me, but my head went around, and it wasn't the other way around.

- I'm going to throw up, and I can't open my mouth.

I can't even tell you that I'm going to throw up or something. Assuming there is pride, the Empress of the Empire.

So Meer was nauseated and desperately endured nausea.

By the way, if a raised folk found out who he was, or something like that, he didn't care at all, and he didn't realize it in the first place.

Of course, I was worried about Abel... but I was trying not to think about it as much as I could.

- It's okay, me too, I had time before they killed me... We'll make it.

With a grievous maiden prayer in her chest, Meer held her mouth.

- That's right, it feels, bad...

Maybe it's time for the limit.

"We'll be crossing the border soon. Guys, one more thing."

Scion, who had gone to see how things were at your table, came back.

The first gateway to meet Prince Abel was the border. According to information obtained in advance, the Kingdom of Lemno is currently under strict precaution.

It was that, with the exception of some chambers of commerce, people from other countries were severely restricted from entering and leaving the country.

"I guess it would be a natural measure. Multiplied by civil unrest, the neighbouring countries will send people in. Either lend a hand and sell favors, or try to take over the country by multiplying the confusion. The Kingdom of Lemno in particular is a militarily powerful country. This opportunity to weaken the army is something that even hundreds of leaders think about."

To Theon's words, Keithwood and Tiona nodded.

Meer was blurry looking at the sight.

- Oh, is this what these guys were like when we had the revolution in the Empire...?

"Still, that's something that works."

"You've got Miss Chloe's operation in place. Plus, the route developed by our intelligence unit that was lurking..."

And, there, Keithwood cut the word.

Immediately afterwards, a screaming thing rose from the side of your table.

"Take it, you're a bandit! They're attacking me. Whoa!

"Bandits...?

Scion frowns and exchanges his gaze with Keithwood.

"Weird, to a merchant squad of this size (caravan)..."

The Fork Road Chamber of Commerce's merchant corps is a relatively large company of ten carriages. Naturally, this size would be accompanied by a private mercenary regiment.

As a bandit, it should be too risky......

"Even though security is getting worse, don't worry about it"

Theon and Keithwood stood up at the same time.