Tearmoon Empire Story

After the bandits attacked sounded, some time later......

The carriage stopped abruptly.

Breathtaking and sitting emeralda. In contrast, Meer sighs whether it's finally over or not.

- Earlier, Mr. Dion went alone, and I don't think it's a problem... Yeah, but you don't really want to see the view out there. It must be a sea of blood!

I don't know what happened outside after that because I dropped the arrow-shielding defensive plate.

But Meer's trust in Dion will not waver.

That if you're a bunch of bandits in line, you can't fight Dion Alaia. It's not even a battle, and I'm sure there will be unilateral and tragic killings, that..., Meer is not at all suspicious.

Meer's trust in Dion will never waver!

Eventually, the carriage door was knocked.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, Princess Meer"

What followed was the voice of an irreplaceable Dion.

I don't like it, I don't want to see it, etc., but Meer looked at Nina, who was by the door. Just like Emeralda, smile to reassure Nina that she's a little pale,

"It's okay. It's Mr. Dion. Open it for me."

Nina opens the carriage door after a moment of hesitation. And there stood Dion Alaia, the empire's mightiest knight.

Again, I don't like it, I don't want to see it, etc., but Meer turns her gaze to Dion. The armor was stained bright red with returning blood................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

- That's just great, Mr. Dion. I can't believe you killed him while avoiding his return blood... he's still horrible!

Meer's trust in Dion doesn't shake anywhere!!!

"Mr. Dion, you're safe. Mr. Outside...... not. What does the damage feel like?

I'm sure every horse is slaughtered and killed corpses, two bodies straight from armor, and I'm afraid they're all rolling around, and so on, and Meer accidentally panics about saying, "The tragedy outside..." etc.

against Dion has a cool face,

"There are no casualties on either side of the enemy. Thanks to the timely intervention of the Sankland Army, we were able to avoid combat."

"The Sunkland army intervenes......? No way, you didn't leave the bandit crusade to the Sunkland Army to pull off, did you?

Then it was a much panicked Meer that it meant nothing...

"No, he's gone with hatred and our present."

To that voice, I turn my gaze. All the while, behind Dion, I saw one boy standing. That's......

"Oh......, Scion......"

It was a cool grinning Scion, the same as usual.

"Good. You're safe, right?

To make sure, I sneak out of the carriage and walk by Zion. and……,

"Ha, what, if you're dealing with this kind of bandit, it's common."

Hey, I made it easy on you! I already said that in a refreshing way!

Meer swelled her cheeks muffled while

"But you can't, Theon. What were you going to do if you, the prince, came to the forefront and fought?

Hearing that, behind Scion, Keithwood was snorting deeply.

Say something good! and it seemed to be written on its face.

Scion, on the other hand, laughed bitterly, unexpectedly and so on.

"It feels a little complicated for you to say that."

Don't you say that! and he was really a gentleman Scion just because he couldn't get a scratch in.

"But that's a lot of hissing, Meer. And Miss Emeralda."

I could see Emeralda exhaling in a howl at Zion's floating glorious grin.

"Well! This is Prince Zion, I can't believe I'm seeing you in a place like this!

Turning from nervousness, Emeralda's tension rises to the emergence of her favorite handsome man.

- Damn, that's simple. I was so scared until earlier......

Oh, boy, Mia shook her head.

- It's really troublesome. A noble blood lady can't be like that...

and so on and so on...,

"Prince Zion! It's a hiccup! How are you!?

From the carriage next door, Bell jumped out. To her granddaughter, who tides her cheeks and smiles at Nico, Meer..., holds her head by accident.

- Belle...... Damn it, who the hell does he look like?

Thinking so, after Bell, Straina, Tiona and Riola come down.

"Tiona... what the hell are you doing here in Sankland?

A little surprised at the appearance of the famous ladies, Theon said.

"Yeah, actually, I was able to escort this Emeralda. Anything, you said you wanted to talk to the eldest son of any Duke's house in Sankland..."

"The eldest son of the Duke's house......?

Theon tilted his neck small.

"That's a strange story... When it comes to the eldest son of the Duke's house... it seems to me that all those of us who were old were married..."

"Well, is it?

Emeralda tilted her neck with a startled face.

"But your father said that you are the opponent of a promising stock that will indeed hold more than a duke in the future..."

"To more than the Duke, sooner or later...?

Theon frowned with a strange face,

"By the way, who's going to be the partition for this story?

"Uncle Lampron, my father has told me..."

Emeralda with a subtly bad tooth cut. Perhaps they haven't heard much about it.

It's not particularly strange. Aristocratic marriage is something with a large element of connection between nations and houses. In some cases, they meet on the day of the wedding.

However............,

- I thought you were asking me how much or what house they were in...

After a jitty Meer gaze, Emeralda told him to excuse himself.

"Can't help it, can you? I was going to say no, so you don't have to know about them, do you? Plus, look, if you're a very good opponent, you could be wasting your time declining!

Apparently, Emeralda, who was willing to kick this edge discourse, hardly ever heard from her father.

"By the way, could that ramplon uncle be appropriate..., or are you not very trustworthy?

"No, that's not true. It is an ancient and famous home in Saint Klein. My uncle himself is a reckless and self-righteous man, but I don't think he will do the right thing with honor..."

As I put my arms together, Zion went away.

"Well, fine. In the meantime, I don't seem to need an escort, and I'm going after the Bandits like this..."

"So, no! Zion, you will escort us to the king's capital!

Meer panicked. If, after breaking up here, Scion dies involved in a fight against bandits, it's tough. For what, I don't know how I even got to Sunkland like this.

Somewhat, even selfish, I need Theon to follow me here.

"Huh? No, but..."

"Isn't this your country? Are you telling me that you don't mind me being a guest from the Empire in danger?

In that statement, Theon blinked his eyes,

"Right...... Well, yeah, okay. Let me escort you to Uncle Lampron's residence in the capital."

To a cool grinning Scion, the captain who had ever been escorted......, was turning blue!

"Shit, even Prince Zion..."

One sends a sympathetic gaze to such a captain, from a short distance away.

Theon's loyal squire, Keithwood, expressed his profound empathy with the poor captain of the convoy.