Tearmoon Empire Story

Ohh!

And it came to pass, after many hardships, that a time of joy came.

Everyone cheers at the food lined up on the table!

Arranged on a plate, it was a stunning horse-shaped sandwich.

Could it be that it's easier to pinch your face rather than your horse's whole body? Under the guidance of Keith Wood, the original horse bread and horse-faced bread were lined up there.

By the way, the molding of the horse-faced bread was in the hands of Meer and Anne.

Based on the truth that "if you don't do anything, people don't think about Roque," Meer waved her role so that she didn't think about extra things.

Because of this, the horse-faced fruit bread said, "Why don't you put fresh cream on the surface and make it into a white horse?" Such as that, it's a very, very sweet specification based on the idea that it's not even meer-rock... but it's fine! It's very difficult to eat, and my hands get sticky with cream... but I just need to be able to eat it!

The resulting bread was lined up in front of me with mushrooms and white sauce, strawberries and cream.

It seems that the cream is sticking out, it is uneven, the mushroom is flaking out, and the cream is thickly applied on the surface, so it is difficult to eat, but it is complete.

Keith Wood looks at the sandwich with a sense of grace. And then there was no sound.

You're finally finished.

and so on... in a tone like that of a fellow worker, to a crushing meer...

I did it! To mea with a thoughtful expression like that -- it's Keith Wood who's a little bit frustrated... For now, that's fine.

If you have something to eat safely, you don't say luxury.

"Yes... Thank you for your hard work, Master Meir."

"It was Keith Wood who replied in a tired voice and tried to back off..."

“Huh? Where are you going? Mr. Keithwood."

Huh?

"From now on, we're going to eat it with everyone who made it." Come on, hurry up and tell me about your seat. "

In a natural tone, Mea instructed everyone.

Is that really okay?

A Peruvian Jean squire woman with an anxious face. Anne nodded with a smile at her.

“Yes, that's meir and her people.”

Keith Wood nodded inwardly to the correctness of Anne's words.

--That's right... This cross-identity table is definitely under the influence of Princess Meir.

The royalty, the nobility, the servants, the orphans... they all encircle a table. The air of forgiveness felt like it was perfect for today's reconciliation table.

--That's right, Princess Meir...

Admiringly, Keith Wood took his seat.

Meanwhile, Rafina was also admiring the sight.

At first, I thought I had to say something at the beginning of this meeting.

I could leave it to Meer, but I was still a little enthusiastic that it might be my turn to come up with this meeting.

However, such feelings were dissipated after watching the children.

--It's funny to talk about something difficult here...

There is no longer any confusion in the faces of the children. No, that's not the point.

The horse sandwich with sweet cream and fruit is truly exquisite.

The melting cream in your mouth, the strawberries with a pleasant acidity, and the crispy bread dough that catches it... And the sense of accomplishment that we made it ourselves... "

It's too, it's too delicious...

I don't care if you forgive me or not. I don't have time to talk, and if everyone can eat something delicious, that's fine! and the children who just cheeked...... and meer.

"Oh, it's really sweet. After all, the cream applied to the surface is the correct answer..." Oh, but that's no good. "If I don't eat mushroom sandwiches that are good for my body..." It's delicious here, so come on, Patty, I'm going to eat this sandwich, too. "

Meer is busy eating fruit sandwiches while taking care of her.

The smiling sight made me feel unexpectedly gentle...... and then Rafina gently looked at the fruit sandwich in her hand.

I take a bite and lick the cream on my fingers like a child. With an overflowing sweetness, I sighed unexpectedly...

"Running for revenge is easy, then it ends with bitterness. It is difficult to reconcile, so it leads to the future with sweetness. This sweet horse bread is worthy of this place. That's right, Miss Meir....."

Rafina imagines as she grunts contentedly.

--If I make this when I'm on a long drive with Ma Long-san... I'm worried that the shape will collapse. Do I have to ask Keithwood a little bit more about that...?

The battle of Keithwood may go on...

"Now, that night..."

Keith Wood, who had escaped from Theon's room, was in the courtyard of the school.

While looking up at the night sky, I lightly tilted the glass. Well, actually, I can't get drunk, so the contents are sunny apple juice...

"Oh my, I thought it would be a big deal... but if I opened the lid, it would be..."

Remembering the innocent faces of the children, Keith Wood unexpectedly smiled.

What lived in my heart was indescribable fulfillment.

"... or was it all on Princess Meer's palm?"

I'm going to crush that.

Life in St. Noel is a dream for children. It is not easy for people to accept the happiness that has come down. Besides, it's hard to imagine how many times these girls have been betrayed.

Rather than being betrayed in faith, I won't believe it from the beginning. If I can't be happy, I barely protect my heart by giving up. It was hard to get the children in that situation used to St. Noel.

When Keith Wood decided to be taken over by King Abram, it wasn't easy to believe it. When did you open your heart...? I think that it will stick to me.

"Her Royal Highness has a good grasp of the situation of the children... and has created such a flow... Is that possible?"

Julius' actions, which could lead to ruin, had also been changed by the flow created by Meer, prompting him to deepen his ties with his children.

How much of this flow is based on Meer's calculations...? I don't think that everything is within the calculation, but for now, I don't think that everything is by chance...

It was Keith Wood who tried to think, but he sighed tinyly. Shake your head.

"Well, whatever happens, let's just pass by..."

"...... and it almost comes to a good conclusion...... and returns to me."

"No, no, no, it was actually a very difficult situation... but if I left it like that, it would definitely be a mushroom hunting pattern." Well, horse bread can be made to equal size now, right? I was crushing it, and it was actually quite dangerous...? "

I remembered the critical situation that I had sealed in the bottom of my memory to protect my heart......, Keith Wood trembles unexpectedly.

"Oh, is this you?" Keith Wood. "

It was then. When I was called out and turned my gaze... "

"Oh, Miss Monica..."

It was Monica, the meritorious worker of the day.

I guess she wanted to take a breath, too, but she had a ceramic cup in her hand, just like Keith Wood.

Thank you for your help today.

Stand up and bow your head with respect. Be courteous to your daughter. Having regained his usual coolness, he lays a handkerchief on the bench where he was sitting and invites him there.

Oh, thank you.

Monica sat there honestly, and then...

"You did a good job today." I'm glad the children look happy. I've never done such a pleasant intelligence operation. ”

Nikoli smiled happily. Then I looked up at the night sky, leaning against my back.

"The information stops the enemy, weakens their strength, and invites them to split up and eliminate them..." Manipulate information to help you navigate the battlefield. That was the way the wind cocoon was done. But... instead of eliminating and stopping your enemies, Meir will turn them into allies and lead them to happiness. This time, I tried to imitate Meer-sama's method, but it worked. She's a wonderful person. "

“Yes, but you also helped me a lot. I'm glad you're on my side."

And then Keith Wood hoisted the bowl up into the sky,

"To the comforting, poor lady."

Keith Wood smiled casually, and Monica, fufu, smiled.

What? Are you trying to say something?

I said it in the same joking tone as one day. In contrast, Keith Wood......

"That's right..."

"After laughing and smiling..."

Maybe that's not bad, either.

Lie on your knees in a graceful motion.

"In the meantime, I'll invite you to the dance, miss."

"... eh?"

Pocan, and Monica, who opens her mouth. Her cheeks, which had been poked unexpectedly, faded the next moment.

Keith Wood, who has calmed down, is not to be teased.

A good tactician is bound to get back on his feet and fight back.

Now... while such a slightly romantic sight unfolds.

Meer sleeping on the bed...

”Ugh... I can't eat anymore...”

I enjoyed the dream of eating an equal-sized Tenma-shaped cream and fruit sandwich.

The next morning, as soon as I got up, there was a figure of meer who wrote in her notebook the ideas she had gained in her dreams.

"Equally sized Tenma bread into a fruit cream sandwich..." This is a great idea! ”

"There was no end to the battle of Keithwood..."