Tearmoon Empire Story

"We have arrived. Go ahead, Your Highness."

The carriage carrying the Meers entered the territorial capital "Forejone" very normally.

At the time of entering the territorial capital, although it was sometimes stopped by the guards, other than that, there was no obstacle whatsoever, and the line reached the centre of the town, the residence of the Duke of Yellowmoon.

"I thought it was going to be some kind of a stoop, but I didn't even know it..."

"That's creepy. It's getting more and more like a trap."

etc., and two princes who do not fail to be vigilant.

Seeing that makes Meer a little nervous, too.

- Hmm... Sure, you feel disturbed... But he's bound to show up in a disturbing place, isn't he?

Sort of, looking around......,

Lord Dion has other assignments for you.

Ludwig said.

"Well, it is... Hmmm......"

Honestly, without Dion, visiting the Duke of Yellowmoon was somewhere where anxiety remained...

"Hehe, well, I know you're anxious without Captain Dion. We'll protect you. You can trust me."

Banos, the captain of the rendezvous Empress's dedicated Kingsguard, had a lavish grin.

"... you did. Yeah, we can count on you."

Meer nods small. but I told him to add it immediately.

"But don't make your life crude. Even if it's for me, I don't want you to throw your life away lightly."

As I say, what Meer remembers is a red-haired Duke's Lady.

- If this person dies for me, Mr. Ruvi is going to be so angry..., I just want to avoid that.

"I know, man. I don't want to waste my life on Her Highness Princess Meer's soldiers."

That's what Banos laughed at, but Meer couldn't hide some anxiety.

- Um, Mr. Banos is going to die as my shield, isn't he? At a time like this, if Mr. Dion were here, he'd come home all alone in a blast and a fine face.

Sighing, Meer looks toward the Duke's residence. And, well timed, I could see people coming out.

"Become...!

Unexpectedly, Meer doubts her eyes. The person who showed up, it...

"Welcome aboard. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer. The Hall and Lady Straina are waiting for you."

It was the maid of the House of the Duke of Yellowmoon who bowed his head rudely......, Barbara.

The two princes hand on the sword together.

"How soggy you could have come out."

Even when he heard the sharp words slapped, Barbara smiled without looking particularly concerned.

"Your Royal Highness, if you want Lady Strina to return safely, please, from here on out, please act with moderation."

"Drop your weapon, but are you going to tell me?

Even under Scion's sharp gaze, Barbara shook her head in a calm manner.

"No way, I wouldn't say that to the royalty. Please, keep your sword on, come in. It is the king's right to have a sword. Slash and kill the disobedient, as you wish, isn't that the royal one?

Theon quietly stares back at Barbara laughing like a fool.

"Only when the king waves his sword against evil. Like you."

"Oh, is it Master Left? That's right, Your Highness Zion, who strives for justice and justice. If so, hehe, let me say it like I'm a bad guy too? That sword, come on. It's not unplugged. Miss Strina, I want you back intact."

Nervous and tangled gaze at Scion, as it were, staring at Abel, Keithwood, then Barbara said.

"Well, please, come in. However, may the guests of my Duke of Yellow Moon have a worthy and moderate attitude."

Everywhere politely, but seeping mockery at its ends, Barbara turned back on her heels.

While baffled by the enemies who had lightly welcomed them into the mansion, the Meers followed them.

Inside the mansion, it was not worthy of a grand aristocratic mansion and had a qualitative construction. There are countless portraits arranged in the wide hallway that we don't know whose they belong to.

- I don't know, like, a lot of plain uncle paintings...... It's a really unpleasant painting.

Thinking so, Barbara opened her mouth when she noticed Meer's gaze.

"We have the owner of the historical Yellow Moon family. Those are the cursed bloodlines who supported the Tia Moon Empire behind them."

"Well, you are... I see."

Meer nodded, um,

- Sure, a lot of them look ruthless!

I thought so.

… is a susceptible type.

Eventually, what I saw ahead through the hallway was a large courtyard.

a garden with abundant plants, was behind it......,

"Ah... that's"

Three masked men, a well-dressed, magnificent man kneeling before it and bladed against his neck muscle..., and the other, the girl sitting next to it...

"Leena, hey!

Bell raises his voice.

All the while, the girl who was nagging, Strina looked up slowly.

Turning to Bell, he smiles poor, and the moment he thinks, he crumbles, and his grin crumbles.

"... Belle, honey"

Shtrina looks like she's going to cry. Under such a girl, she slowly walked over and then Barbara turned around and said.

"Well... shall we begin? Time to cut off the guilt of the Duke of Yellowmoon house..."