Tearmoon Empire Story

Fall also deepens, a cold day when you can gradually hear the footsteps of winter. One day I refrained from Holy Night Festival a week later.

In Meer's room, a friend of mine, Ranya Tafrief Perugian, was visiting.

In the Peruvian farming country, every year, at the Holy Night Festival, sweets are offered made with fruit from their own country. It is St. Noel, where the descendants of the royal nobility of the nations gather. Chloe and many other members of the Chamber of Commerce are also involved, so if you can keep an eye on her, she is likely to develop into a major business.

That's why the Peruvian princesses are tempered to sell in new merchandise treats every year.

On this day, Ragna had come to Meer's room with the treats she planned to serve at the Holy Night Festival. The apparent reason was to get Meer to eat and get advice... but the real purpose was different.

That's......

"Um..., Mr. Anne, may I have a word?

At the end of tea time, when I left Meer's room, Lagna stopped at the fence. Ask Anne, who came out to drop you off, with a hissing voice.

"Yes, what is it?

To Anne leaning on her neck, for a moment, she was Ranya, who showed hesitation, but eventually opened her mouth never to her will.

"Master Meer, you didn't seem well, but what did you do?

As a matter of fact, it was also Meer's concern that Ranya brought the treats.

Meer hasn't been well lately.

Always with a sunken face, he sighs depressingly if he notices.

Even today, it was Lagna who brought a selection of things to cheer me up with a treat......

"Meer, it was the first time I had ever been left with a treat... and I was upset..."

Yes, on Meer's plate earlier, very rarely, sweets were left.

Meer, who always finished his meal and flattened it without leaving any cleverness or shards…, is.

By the way, what was served today was a pie with plenty of fruit. What Meer left behind was a piece of pie dough that was a little stiff. The sweet and soft part is just meer around eating well.

Well, aside from that, I've already come to know that those around me don't seem to have an appetite for Meer lately.

Always about a sip in the dining room, I started to leave it anytime, and the staff in the kitchen were worried.

"Maybe you still have the effect of breaking your stomach with poisonous mushrooms?

It also distracted me and made something good for my digestion, but I knew I'd leave that extra dish for about a bite.

This was a very rare thing for a meer of doctrine who would not leave a single piece of bread behind.

By the way, as you've already noticed, I'm eating 90% of my regular dishes and 90% of my extra dishes, so I'm eating more...

There was unfortunately not one person who realised the truth because the image was too strong that Meer left it, who was not supposed to leave food behind.

"Thank you for your concern. Her Royal Highness Princess Ranya."

Anne bowed her head deeply, then, distorted her face in agony.

"But I don't know either. I'm sorry to hear that... but I'm sure Mia is worried about something... but she won't talk to me."

"Really..."

Ranya stared at Anne's face worryingly......

"I'm sure there's a reason. Meer, it's about you. So don't be too discouraged. I'll think about it a lot so you can cheer me up."

Anne bowed her head deeply to Ranya, who said so and left.

Back in the room, Meer blurred and looked out the window.

puff, and Anne gives a sad look to Meer, who spills a chopped sigh.

"Dear Meer..."

What I recall is when Meer ate a poisonous mushroom and fell.

- At that time, Master Meer, you didn't promise me... When I went to the dead, you did not forgive me for accompanying you.

Anne was listening to Meer properly. One word at a time, I was asking you not to miss, and I was also aware that Meer had dared to avoid mentioning it.

- Maybe..., soon, something as dangerous will happen as then. So, Mia, I'm anxious... but maybe she's holding me by herself to keep me out of this.

Furthermore, here recently, Anne had something to worry about. That's......

- Lately, Mia, I think your skin is a little rough. Could it be..., I have something to worry about and you haven't slept...?

Ever since I realized that, I had been to see how it was in the middle of the night a few times, but at that time it looked like I was sleeping well. But...

- It's about you, Meer, so I can assume that you won't show me where you're weak so that I don't worry. Meer, that's what I have here......

... Would I have? I didn't feel that way, like I was showing Anne a weak taste all the time...

Anyway, Anne was very worried about Meer. I was so worried.

But... I wonder if Meer was really bothered by sleeplessness at night...

Actually, it doesn't happen.