32 Lesson 31: Light

- How do I go about it...!?

Meer was in a whirlpool of confusion.

If I become Zion's dance partner or something, I'll have more gutter and more connections.

If the relationship deepens, when will mistakes be made and "Revolution - Kingdom Participation - Guillotine!!! It's not strange that the route to" has been opened.

That's not good, first things first.

But if you refuse here, Theon's heart certificate will be bad.

Plus, if you lied about having other dance partners, etc. as an excuse to say no, finding someone by the day would be limitless and near impossible.

Anyway, there can't be a strange person ready to make a partner's offer to the "Empire Empress who turned down Zion's invitation".

An octagonal situation, in which Meer manages to explore the means to regenerate death.

On a sinking ship, sharpen your senses like a little rat exploring the escape route.

That was the time. At the edge of Meer's sight, a hell of a sight came in.

Earlier, Abel, the boy who beautifully ignored the handkerchief, was taken by an upper class boy and went into the back of the building.

Meer's rat's sense of smell reacts sharply to some swordswallowing atmosphere.

- It's a good time!

"Huh? Is that...?

Apparently, Theon noticed, too.

"Excuse me for a moment."

With a good excuse to escape, Meer walked past Sion.

"You..., what are you doing?

"So, brother, I have a partner in the dance..."

The boy punched Abel's cheeks out of his mind when he tried to answer.

- Oh, you're a lot more savage. Does Prince Abel's brother mean he's the first prince?

Meer watched the sight from the shadows.

"The weak and weak..., lowly heckle at the woman. If he is to be brought to the royal family of the proud Lemno, then work out more sword arms. That way the woman will come closer."

As you look down, look down at Abel,

"Hmm, well, a loser like you wouldn't have a lok woman to stop by when it comes to dancing partners. I don't care how sorry or upset you are."

- You once did, speaking to a girl in need is, I think, manners...

Meer raised her voice, a little shuddered inside.

"What are you doing?

Abel and her brother looked surprised at Meer's sudden appearance.

"What, you..."

A grumpy voice.

"I'm taking it in right now. Young lady. Oh, you don't have to worry. It's like a brotherly fight, so you don't have to worry about me. So why don't you just go that way for a minute? Huh?"

With that said, Abel's brother glanced straight into Meer's eyes with his face close.

It was obvious intimidation of a girl younger than herself (why), of course, when talking to a child, it was no longer a concern to keep an eye on her… etc.

Meer, by contrast,

- Oh, shit!

Somehow, I was feeling smiling.

What Meer contains is a woman over twenty. Though I spent more than two years in the dungeon, even though there is a slightly immature part of me mentally, at first I can call it a fine adult.

Moreover, it creeps through a training ground to the point where it can be swept at by the revolutionary army's murderous mob.

I've been beaten to death before.

By contrast, no matter how amazing Abel's older brother is, he's a greenhouse-raised prince.

Moreover, even so said the First Prince, the Kingdom of Lemno is inferior in character to the Tiermoon Empire.

- It's not scary, is it?

Meer said, smiling spirally with her nose.

"Become, what's wrong!

"Oh, excuse me. But if he punches my dance partner in the face too much, I'm in trouble."

With that said, Meer walks over to Abel once and for all.

Apparently, Abel's, who cut off the edge of her mouth, gently puts a white handkerchief on its mouth and smiles.

"Already, Prince Abel. You sign me up for a dance, and you forget about it and be nice to other girls, so this is what happens?

"Huh...?

Abel opening her mouth with Pocahontas.

I don't care about him like that, Meer just grabbed his skirt's soot.

"I'll see you first. The First Prince of the Kingdom of Lemno. I am Mia Luna Tiamoun, Empress of the Tiamoun Empire."

I smiled in a good mood.

"She's not even Locke who stopped by your brother."