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with a jerk

by the iron railing

The train started moving again.

Arthur, who pushed up the window, shook his head in the wind and laughed.

"It's only a little further. You said you were going to transfer from Tergersty to a steamboat and follow the Breck River to Cologneburg, right? I've never been out of Albion in my life.”

Arthur seemed to have studied hard as if he had really come on a trip.

In his jacket pocket, he saw a folded Bruneen map and the end of a geography book.

Clayo, who was about to scold him, just shut up.

If you are a child of a decent family, there is a custom of going on a trip to the continent at least once, and it was not mature to criticize a person who had never dreamed of going on a trip until he was 19.

"That's right. Transfer to a steamboat in the city of Tergersty... Then, let's see... What was it?"

Clay felt his hair was white.

No matter how omnipotent "Promise" was, it was not possible to bring up the contents of unread material.

In the meantime, I've been so busy that I can't even memorize simple travel routes.

First of all, they sent Fran, an experimental assistant at the Capital Defense University School, on an errand to get advice from Ezra to develop the hemisphere of hugs "Delta."

Delta was a wireless communication device that could be used multiple times instead of having a short communication distance.

Clayo came up with it late, but there was also a signal system because there was a whole body in the world. And the way the signal system worked was almost the same as the Morse code.

Then, it was the beginning of the idea that two-way wireless communication could be made using the hemisphere of hugs.

As soon as Clayo said he didn't have to think about the cost of ingredients, Ezra began to push ahead with the experiment of putting raw money in the air every day.

Fran, who was acting cold at first, unexpectedly matched Ezra well, and the two scattered a huge amount of mana stones in the air every day.

Clay Oman was busy supplying expensive experimental materials.

So Brunnen was just looking at the geography or whatever. There's no way knowledge of the country will remain in my head.

In addition, it took some time to change a significant amount of money into a currency exchange bill.

It was convenient that the exchange rate was fixed under the gold standard guaranteed by the central bank of Albion, but the exchange rate itself was complicated.

Dinar was the currency that was treated as the key currency from east to west of the Dernier Continent.

I didn't know because I wasn't interested, but not only in magic but also in finance, Lundane seemed to be the center of the continent.

"This is what happened, and the twice-time Lundane Fair was prepared by Emperor Brunnen, sharpening his sword.’

As Clayo was about to be dazed over the conversation, Arthur reached over the table again and drew attention.

"Hey, don't sleep with your eyes open. From Tergesti to the Breck River, there is the Duchy of Yelenia on the west, the Duchy of Izar on the east, and Köneburg, the capital of the Bruneen monarchy, in the middle.”

"Uh...yes. I memorized it well."

And how doktto Klee sarcastic remarks in praise of Io, Arthur was a good score is only to hiigeori.

"It's fun because the system is different from Albion. The Seven Dynasties have their own territories and monarchs, and the Emperor reigns over them.”

The Bruneen monarchy has a unique political system in which the representatives of each state elect the emperor. The current emperor Joachim Castileien was from the Duchy of Laetica.

"Tergesti alone is fascinating. It would be nice if we could stay for a short time in a city where the borders of the four countries meet for a thousand years."

"Let's do it when we get back."

"Wow!"

Although Arthur of the Eighth Bridge never visited Terresti, it was unlikely that the trip to Tergesti would be impracticable.

The manuscript has already been changed.

Clayo made up his mind as a parent to help his child experience in the suburbs.

What's wrong with that? Let's let them hang out for a few days when we have time. He likes it that much.'

The train's final destination was a superbly positioned city that ran with four countries: Tergersti-Albion and Brunenen, the Republic of Carollinger and the Kingdom of Pedre.

The Kloto River, which stretches from the Pintos Mountains, and the Breck River, which crosses the Bruneen monarchy from northeast to southwest, met in Tergesti and flowed into the inland waters of Hertia.

Traffic and trade between Albion and Brunnen took place only on two routes, one past the Duchy of Krüll and the other through Tergesch.

The Absalom barrier across the central part of the Pintos Mountains was a common civil engineering work that could not be broken or modified. It was because the magic that the royal wizard hung a few generations ago was still in full force.

The terrain was horribly rugged if it went further north than the barrier. The climate was harsh, too.

The northern Pintos Mountains were still an area where missing people occurred every year, even at the time of the renaming.

The reason was that the compass was spinning around without pointing north because the various ore deposits were so abundant.

The construction of roads and tracks across the Pintos Mountains was not civil civil engineering project.

But the relationship between Brunnen and Albion was strained. It was not easy to find a way by cooperating between the two countries, as they repeatedly unraveled.

As a result, the land passage between Albion and Brunnen depended entirely on the Duke of Krüll.

The central train station of the city of Deer, the capital of the Duke of Krüll, was the largest of its kind in the eastern city of Albion and was called the Great Artery of Eastern Trade.

Therefore, the aristocrat with the Duke of Krüll had no incentive to spend the budget and break a new path between Brunnen and Albion.

And if there was no good land passage through the Duke of Krüll, the route to take was the Bruck River waterway that began in Tergesti.

The city of Tergesti, which has been neutral since the time of the Holy Empire of Horarium, had a historic harbor.

As Colpos received a large trade ship with the latest port facilities, it gave up the name of the continent's largest trade port, but Tergesti was the number one in complex and exotic atmosphere.

Of course, Clayo's appreciation of the beautiful city was one.

'If only I could get a direct train ticket, I wouldn't have to transfer.'

It was a defeat of Clayo, who had never imagined that there would be competition for train tickets even in this era.

All tickets were sold out for the direct train to Lundane Bal Coneburg, which will depart in the first week of the fair. No matter how much money you paid, it was impossible to find a first-class room for four people.

However, to meet the date of the vineyard celebration, the departure date could not be delayed any longer.

Even though I was helped by Dione, all I had to do was get a second-class ticket for four people to ride together.

Of course, Arthur, who didn't care about the inconvenience of the seat, kept talking to me to see if I was excited.

"Ray, Ray! Have you ever been to Brunen?”

Clay replied with a simple answer.

"No, it's my first time crossing the border."

I have never been abroad in my past life.

Even a trip to a nearby country was a luxury for him, who had no passport due to his life.

"What? You looked so casual that you seemed like you were coming and going to Brunnen every month!"

"Good night, and I'm not as strong as you are."

"That's weird. Even if it's dried up like bone spines, Fran's got great stamina. I still see it. I've been reading for hours in this shaky carriage.”

It was Arthur's word.

Fran was reading a book with a title that seemed to make her fall asleep at the same speed.

Without any particular movement except when I go to the dining room for a meal and take notes in my notebook.

Fran, who realized a beat later that the topic gathered on her own, poked her head over the back of the book.

The light was reflected off the well-polished surface of the glasses.

"I just run every morning and train myself before I go to bed because I need stamina to sit down and read. There's nothing to be so fussed about."

It was Clayo's turn to open his eyes.

What kind of remarks are you talking about?

Clayo was also practicing that much physical strength almost every day. However, the body was originally a poor fuel efficiency and a weak muscular constitution.

Arthur, who raised his spirits whether Clayo was upset or not, asked Fran if he wanted to learn how to use the sword, and he was criticized to talk outside the car window if he wanted to make more noise.

Arthur, of course, just laughed and laughed to see if he thought it was a joke.

"By the way, didn't Lady Dionne say she was on the same train? I couldn't see it in the dining car."

"You're not a second-class seat with four of us in the same cabin, but a bedroom car reserved a few months ago. Meals are also room service. I heard that there are more than three business meetings scheduled on the way.”

"Oh, my fragile cannabis should have gotten on the soft velvet train. Getting tickets is harder than winning the lottery."

"You're having a lot of fun pouring oil and fanning in the fire, huh? What if I ask you three times the price and no one sells it, damn it."

"Flaming the fire? Ray, where are you coming up with such a fascinating metaphor? Hahaha."

Isiel, who was looking into the pocketbook, looked up.

This exhibition has attracted so much attention that it seems inevitable. If you're having a hard time, lean back on me and put your eyes on me, Clayo."

"No, Isiel... Thank you for taking care of me earlier.”

Throughout the morning, Clayo couldn't put his back up properly as if he was dozing off, and he fell down, so Isiel, who couldn't see, gave up his shoulder.

He barely got up after such a light sleep.

Even though it was an express train that only stops at major stations, long-distance train travel was really difficult. Sitting for more than six hours made my back stiff and my calves and thighs numb me.

'It's not like you don't have an economy. Ugh.'

The distance from Lundane to Tergersti is 800 kilometers. I'm only halfway there, and this is what it looks like.

Clayo's mind went blank.

He spoke to himself with a tingling tongue.

"Anyway, now I'm in a position to be thankful that I could get this ticket."

Among the participants in the fair's commercial pavilion, the latecomers were unable to use the Lundane Köneburg direct train line, which had limited transportation, and had to choose a route from Tergeski to a steamboat.

The same is true of the Grayer Merchants Association, so Clayo was lucky to buy the extra tickets he had purchased under the name of the merchant.

"Now that we're here, let's eat some snacks and feel better."

Not long after lunch, Arthur took out a paper bag.

Clayo, who had no energy and had a bad stomach, seemed to be not burdened at all for those who had not finished their growth period yet.

Fran also ate gingerbread, cherry pie, ham sandwiches and boiled eggs without hesitantly.

Isiel gently pushed a piece of pie for Clayo, who was exhausted and absent-minded.

"…Thank you, Isiel."

Clayo's eyes were wide open when he bit the tip of the tart for the sake of Isiel's sincerity.

The tart with custard cream and cherries was savory, fresh, and fragrant, after baking it with a franged plate mixed with orange fill in a crumbly frame.

It was delicious enough to accept Clayo's stomach, which had a bad appetite.

Arthur didn't miss the reaction.

"Delicious, Ray! It's a specialty of Lundane. This is Mrs. Savage's tart that you have to go early in the morning to buy!”

"I was wondering if you arrived at the station when you couldn't find it, and you didn't....”

"What do you mean useless? You eat so well."

"Aha is right. I guess it suits you. Eat more, Clay."

Clayo ate only the pie because the two spirits saw a consensus and pushed him.

Isiel, who was looking at it, smiled small.

The chatter, bruises, laughter, the rustling of paper that contained snacks, and the rattling of trains made up the time and space of summer afternoon.

Excited, Arthur sang a series of vulgar fad songs that were popular in the back alley and even made Fran laugh.

Clayo forgot his body's tiredness and was laughing with the children.