Tearmoon Empire Story

Abel steps in as she winds up the sand.

"Ha!

Scion takes a tearing blow from the front.

Keithwood sighed as he heard the echoing sword trident.

- Prince Abel has gained strength again...

Although Scion was overwhelmingly outnumbered until before, Abel's skill is now quite imminent as well. I have the impression that by getting a special blow: slashing down from the top, I have also leveled other sword moves overall. but......,

"Well, I'm not satisfied with that, either"

Incidents in the Kingdom of Remno. Dion Alaia, the empire's most powerful knight I've seen in doing so.

That man who slashed the spear of a rigid iron spear with a cool face and even had a laugh on his face.

After seeing that awesome sword, Theon had become even more committed to his swordsmanship exercises.

Apparently that's the same for Abel, and both of them have recently worked in sharpening swordsmanship.

To strive for each other's heights.

"Well, that's fine. I don't care what I don't do in a hot place on a hot day like this...... hmm?

That's when Keithwood's eyes captured the appearance of one girl.

Sakukukuku, and a little barefoot girl trampling the beach.

- This is as beautiful as ever.

Keithwood barely spoke to Meer, even as he saw it for a moment.

"Oh? Her Highness Princess Meer"

"Oh, hello. How are you feeling, Mr. Keithwood?

That said, lift the skirt hem up a bit.

Keithwood unexpectedly thought of Meer with a glowing grin.

- Her Royal Highness Princess Meer..., is this done on purpose?

So much so that Meer was adorable now.

The reason for this was its outfit, which looks too good for a place called this sandy beach.

White, beautiful sandy beach with just-fitted barefoot.

It had added such a charm to Meer that he was somewhere defenseless and thus inspired by his protective appetite, as he would run straight to the wave strike and innocently be interested in watering.

- Normally, a princess hates skin exposure. It was an effective performance the other day at the dance party, but taking off your shoes and walking outside barefoot is something that they're going to think you can't possibly do if you suck.

But this place called Sandy Beach makes such a meer extremely attractive.

"Hmm? What's wrong?

Keithwood laughed bitterly at Meer, who tilted his neck properly and stared upwards.

- Though it sounds good because I'm not interested in younger people, this is going to get cracked up even by wise sion highness.

Keithwood opened his mouth, thinking, etc.

"By the way, what is it? Here it is."

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to Theon a little bit..."

"Is that a story?

"Yeah. But you're a little unforgivable. I can't believe you didn't even notice I was here."

Meer turned her attention to Theon and Abel, who are still practicing,

"Oh, yeah. I don't know if I'm suddenly going to surprise you by speaking up."

I had a slightly pranky grin.

- This... if you're conscious, you're a little devil, but if you're not conscious, you're a natural little devil. As long as the future is terrible.

Thus, Meer's review in Keithwood was elevated from "The Little Devil" to "The Natural Little Devil".

By the way, why did Meer come to the beach barefoot...... Keithwood never found out about the unfortunate and extreme circumstances.

Meer walks softly on the beach.

The two princes are obsessed with training and never notice Meer.

Approaching some point, Meer said with a slightly louder voice.

"You're gonna be fine, both of you."

"Huh? Ah, Meer? When?"

It was Abel who noticed first. Though I smiled when I looked at Meer, I immediately blushed my cheeks and turned away.

- Oh? Is something wrong?

Leaning her neck, Meer handed her a sweat wipe cloth (towel).

'To the lord after exercising, give him a cloth for a sweat wipe with a good smell!

It is Meer who faithfully adheres to Anne's teachings.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Thanks."

Abel wipes her face with the cloth she receives from Meer, while at the same time distracting her gaze. With that sidelined, Theon tried to turn toward Keithwood. I'm a little lonely on that back.

Meer smiled nicely at Scion like that,

"Theon will catch a cold if you don't wipe the sweat."

It is a rarely sion-friendly mea.

That too should have happened, and Meer came to ask Zion for it at all.

Not only is it loving laughter if necessary, but it is also a meer who does not bow his head or quit.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Theon looked a little unexpected before receiving a sweat wipe.

"By the way, what's wrong with you? Meer, in here. I don't suppose that's a tour of our swordsmanship training, is it?

"Hehe, you're right. It sounds like fun, but I actually got a favor for Theon."

"Do me a favor?

"Theon, you, you're not going to run for student chairman?

"Ha!?

Theon raised a rare and bare voice for him.