Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

1 Jungfrau is the capital of fashion

Shaw and the others had come to Jungfrau in the Kingdom of Iran to make the dresses of the forgiving daughters-in-law to go to the wedding of Prince Stewart of the Kingdom of Cazaria.

Jungfrau had an embassy in the United Kingdom of the Southeast Islands, where he was supposed to stay and make dresses for his bridesmaids and escorts, but unlike the tenacious girls, Shaw was bored.

"The Kingdom of Iran was an image of the agricultural kingdom, but Jungfrau is a lot of fashionable girls"

Left alone today by Madame from the western courtroom and the girls caged in the room in temporary sewing of dresses, Shaw visited Franz, who many years ago but took care of him.

"Well, Jungfrau is the capital of fashion."

Franz, having an unusual conversation, gave me a polite letter asking if I could visit him, intrigued by Shaw, who is the sixth prince but was named Prince Wang.

All of a sudden, when Prince Shaw came to ask for a fair trial for the fact that the deck manager had been put in jail, he was nine years old. Now I'm fourteen years old, and it's been five years, and I think the time has passed fast.

It was Franz who remembered when an unusually cute child came on a dragon for assistance, but he tightens his mind that this prince Shaw's laid-back appearance should not fool him. The information on the royalty of the United Kingdom of the Southeast Islands is difficult to convey to foreign countries, and Franz himself was made to struggle when he worked for the embassy of Leyte when he was young.

Shaw discovered a new route to the Golce continent, as well as surveying the west coast of the Golce continent. Still, don't be fooled by the faces that remain young. Whatever you say, observe carefully because he is the son of King Aslan.

"By the way, you didn't congratulate me on becoming Prince Wang. Congratulations."

"No, next year, as an adult, it will be officially announced."

Franz is broken in pace by Shaw, who looks nothing like the arrogant King Aslan. If you're King Aslan, huh! and would put his jaw up in a troublesome smell.

Franz said this type was hard to pay, and the diplomat's inquiry moved piquely.

Franz feels that Shaw is the type of person who, even though he's a decoy, doesn't ask if he tells you. As a negotiator, I had a feeling this could be a difficult person.

Franz and Shaw discussed dragon riding of mutual interest.

"I'm glad you bonded with Sands. Sands is a thirteen-year-old and a young dragon, but a very well balanced one."

The Dragon Knight loves dragons, so Shaw was also pleased to be praised for Sands.

"I would be very happy if the dragon knights of the Kingdom of Iran praised me. When I had trouble searching for the mansion before, you were kind to Sir Cassidy, Captain of the Dragon Knight, but now that you think about it, you were preparing for a suspicious dragon invasion coming to the Royal Palace. Yet you've been very kind. I'd like to thank him, too."

You behaved differently than King Aslan everywhere, and Franz was still in awe of things after Shaw quit.

"I didn't know Prince Shaw would be the dragon knight in the Sands bond that King Aslan's dragon cavalry Meryl gave birth to..."

When Merrill's mating flight took place with Franz's Dragon Riding Ruth, he grinned bitterly remembering the embarrassment captured by the desire to ride a dragon by bond, but I also feel there was some connection.

"Franz, what are you laughing at? I'm not even here to report Prince Shaw, so I'm here to visit."

Suddenly voiced by his brother Eugene, Franz sits back with Shan saying it's not if he thinks about the awkwardness of mating flights or anything.

"That's not a big deal. So I thought tomorrow would be a good time."

Under-Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs Eugene wanted to punch Franz in the head with swallowing, but put up with him because he was not a child on a boulder.

"You knew Prince Shaw was the king prince of the United Kingdom of the Southeast Islands, and you didn't tell him the big deal? Even though he is now the King Prince of a country that needs to be treated with the utmost care!

Franz unexpectedly shrugs his neck after years of iron fist sanctions from his outstanding brother.

"See Eugene, too, and you'll see. Pretty face and a laid back vibe, but he's the prince of King Aslan. I only talk about things that are not obvious. Because for a moment, I think you're really quiet. That was Prime Minister Flanagan, you're pretty well trained. Did that old fox train Prince Shaw while defending King Aslan's absence?

Eugene sounds like a swallowing Franz, but he thinks the person rating is excellent, so he wanted to meet Prince Shaw, whose brother says he doesn't have a capture center, and make sure with his own eyes.

"The ambassador of the Kingdom of Cazaria has asked me to do the same. Prince Shaw is accompanied by three pardoned daughters-in-law, but he cried to find out which one he would escort to the wedding, supper, and prom. There's a sequence of seats, and you'll have a headache."

Franz also knew about the matter because it was a topic of interest in the Foreign Ministry of the Kingdom of Iran, but he could not be disrespectful in bringing it up.

"Well, it looks like you're contacting Ambassador Shearling from the Kingdom of Cazaria. The Kingdom of Cazaria also seems baffled. Until now, the royal family has never participated in any of these events, and it has not been a problem for the ambassador to escort any of the ladies. Our country is not for everyone else."

Eugene and Franz only imagined what Prince Philip's reaction would be if Prince Shaw escorted a large number of Ladies to his wedding, which gave her a headache.

Back then, Shaw was teasing in his bridesmaids' dresses at the embassy.

"Master Shaw, who looks best in a dress?

After her personality finds out, Rosina, who pushes around, smiles, wearing a clear water-colored dress as cute as an angel.

Lara cared more than the royal clothes of the Southeast Islands about the punch on the chest of the exposed dress, but the thin green dress suited her well.

But Melissa is the one who says the dress looks best, or that the overwhelming style of goodness is accentuated. I thought even royal clothes were nice body, Bon! Cu! Bon! I can't take my eyes off the body line of

Rosina and Lara noticed Shaw's eyes nailed to Melissa's chest.

"Even though it's a hair fetish, look at all the breasts!

"Interpretation, men like tits!

It was Melissa watching the Tajitaji show blamed by the two of them with an extra grin when she creaked, but it was in an unexpected ambush.

"Brother Shaw, I made a dress for you, too. But the others have long hems, but mine are short."

Shaw glanced away from Melissa in a white sailor-colored piece and Mimi's cuteness with chestnut hair ponytailed.

"Mimi, you're so cute. Don't think it's more active and better than a long hem. Ponytails are cuter than hair ties."

Shaw stares at the swinging ponytail every time Mimi walks.

"Master Shaw's Hair Fetish!

Now the forgiveness blamed him, and Shaw gave him a good suggestion to spare.

"Jungfrau has a parlor serving dessert called ice cream. Everyone wore beautiful dresses, so let's go to the parlor for ice cream!

I was hoping to go.

In the guise of innocence, the three of them pulled off Mimi, who hugged Shaw. Then it became a battle between Shaw's right hand and his left, and Ambassador Shearling just watched and his stomach ached.

"Oh, don't fight! I'm going to escort Lara. Rosina at the store, Melissa on the way home!

I kind of complained, but the three reluctantly agree that they don't want to lose their chance to go to an exotic parlor in a new dress.

"Prince Shaw could be quite a woman."

While arranging security, Ambassador Shearton admires Shaw, who is fourteen years old but has successfully put up a fight.