87 Episode 85: Princess Meer, find out!

The forest of Shizukai (Seirento), the hiding place of the Loulou tribe.

The settlement inhabited by nearly two hundred people is known as the land of tragedy in the previous timeline.

Inside devastated by His Royal Highness's selfishness… In that place, nicknamed as such, there will be a tragic massacre.

The Imperial Army, which made a great sacrifice before the Lulu's formidable archers, burns down the woods and kills all the Lulu in order to calm things down.

Survivors of tribes who were making money everywhere would throw their anger against the Imperial Palace into the Revolutionary Army and, as skilled archers (snipers), raise many Imperial generals to the Blood Festival.

A bloody land that used the tragic massacre as a hotbed and spawned numerous avengers.

Now, at least at the moment, it kept a certain quiet.

The warriors of the tribe, who knew that it was not eternal, but the strained air before the war, the so-called tranquility before the storm, were all faced with tension.

"An Imperial soldier said he pulled...?

The chief gave a groaning voice to a report from the watch he was packing on the front line.

"Isn't that a trap to lure us out?

One of the warriors raises a question...

"I can think of enough...... But the formation also stays intact, like the stuffed shell, food, etc., and I think it's odd not to say"

There was confusion in the lookout's face that I reported so.

With him, yesterday, not a young man who welcomed an adult. He is the man who can be entrusted with watching when the battle begins or not, when it is important to determine the future of the tribe.

I don't do anything to make you miss a simple trap.

"Either way, we'll see how it goes."

The arm-wrapped chief stroked the accumulated mustache with a tingle, then said heavily.

Then, turn your gaze to the girl who refrains beside you.

"I'm sorry you came because of me. I would have liked to have the Imperial Army Force Commander listen to me..."

"No, if it's a clan crisis, it's natural to rush..."

The girl nodded and showed with a quiet look.

"I was also thinking of asking Dear Tiona to mediate with the one above..."

"Right...... in some cases I have to think about that too...... What kind of strange nobleman says to help us out, except Uncle Rudolfone?

The Loulou are, at best, only part of the border. There is no reason to bother helping such things. I think so, chief...

"The chief is too pessimistic. Even to the nobles, there are nobles. And..."

"Excuse me, chief, my daughter who came to the woods dropped this..."

"What... ugh! That hair decoration..."

The moment I saw what was in the watching hand, between the chief's brows, a deep crease was engraved.

- Ugh, uhh, why, like this...

As the horse rocked her, Meer was stiffening herself. In front of him, a slender, tall back was visible.

Night riding is dangerous, so Meer is currently riding with Dion.

Properly, I have been told to grab it, but if I were to grab it where it is bad, I would likely buy my anger, and it is Meer who stiffens my body to nervousness.

"I'll stop by once, Your Highness."

"In formation? Why is that?

"Because you need to refill the pine lights. No way, without the lights, were you going to do a search in the woods at night?

Then came a sigh of awkwardness.

"You're missing the key point, Your Highness"

- Are you out? What are you talking about?

Kirin, and Meer tilted her neck.

"From the fact that we're going to do something at night in the first place, you can't. Miscellaneous as a saying to go to the woods at night. That's sweet stuffing of detail. If it was about our deputy captain, I might be able to fool you..."

That said, Dion turned over his shoulder.

"You're going to sneak out on your own and talk to the other tribe, right?

"........................ what?

"Is that it? Is it not? They took me out drinking slowly, and I thought I could expect that."

Unexpectedly, from Dion's back, I felt like something like pressure had risen.

Meer hurries to open her mouth as she feels something cold running on her spine.

"Oh, shit, yeah. Absolutely. I need Mr. Dion to help me."

"I thought so. After all, Her Royal Highness is hilarious!

Haha, Dion laughs more pleasantly. At the same time, the pressure spreads.

"Well, I don't know what you're going to do, but I'll give it to you. In some cases, to hell."

Looking back at Dion's face, Meer noticed, slowly.

- Oh? Could this be a bit of a bad situation...?

That's how I remember.

That I was murdered by the man in front of me on the previous timeline.

- So, me, what the hell?

All I could say was there was alarm.

I just pulled a soldier, said everything was cleared up..., went looking for hair decorations, etc. just in case...

That assumption blunted Meer's ability to detect the crisis.

- This is it. Because appetizers are delicious, they eat too much, they're hungry, and they eat really good desserts... not if you're saying it's good!

In the first place, I'm not even very good...

Meer was so confused that she crushed things that she didn't know how.