Rooms in the mayor's hall. The room given to Meer was huge and sumptuous.
Meer slept indolently, twirling into a fluffy blanket, a bed so wide that even Meer, whose sleeping minister was a shame, could not fall.
Anyway, it is the first bed in a long time.
The next day I think I have to travel to rendezvous with the Keithwoods, so I stick with them and get shredded from waking up......
Sion and others were wary of making me fall asleep, and I didn't get much sleep, but it's not Meer who cares about that.
I mean... I wouldn't even think about that in the first place.
That's why Meer was sagging through her nap.
Munchkin, move your mouth, the mushroom pan is delicious... and he's got a sloppy grin.
I heard noisy voices coming from the hallway, like breaking such pleasant dreams.
"Hmm...... huh? Wow, that's loud...... What is it, sir?
Rub your eyes and get out of bed. What I feel on my little barefoot is the feel of a carpet with long hairy feet.
Keep your shoes on at the entrance to the room and head out into the hallway. All right, just in time, Scion went through.
"Oh, Theon, that was just great. What the hell is wrong with you?
"Oh, actually......, uh, Meer, shouldn't you, uh, get dressed?
"Heh...?
Kirin, leaning his neck, was Meer who blinked his eyes, but looked down at his own outfit and nodded small.
"Right..."
Currently, Meer is dressed in a roughly unbalanced outfit: a one-piece sleeping outfit with plenty of wool and a nightcap like a witch's hat, plus leather shoes.
I mean, I'm talking about getting out in public in my bedtime clothes, per se...
"Sure, if you're too distracted, Anne's going to be mad at you. I can't help it, let's get dressed."
Meer went back to her room to get dressed quickly and, with Zion, headed to the city manager's room.
"Stupid...... Troops should be dispatched so soon..."
As soon as I entered the room, I heard Lambert.
"But in fact, an envoy was also sent earlier to encourage this surrender"
"What the hell is going on?
Turning around, Lambert's face looked blue and white only with a heart.
"Actually, there was a report from a comrade today. The King's government's army is unfolding along the streets, and he says it's second prince Abel Remno who leads it."
"Well! Prince Abel!
To unexpected news, Meer raised her voice.
The joy creeps up on my chest.
Yes, most of you may have forgotten, but some of Meer's ingredients are made up of "maidens in love". Some of the later is made up of nanicas other than maidens who look at the beautiful boy's body and nibble on the bad boy opponent......
Either way, the heart of a maiden sleeping inside Meer rattled her heart.
- Oh, I'm glad I took a bath yesterday!
and so on and was a delightful meer, but such a candle feeling squishes quickly. Because
"If the royals had led their own troops, the purpose would have been inspiring."
Because Theon looked bitter right next door.
"Have you carried the King's orders with reinforcements against the unfolding Vajra Infantry Regiment? Prince Abel, is that your chosen path?"
I told him to twinkle, and then Zion looked at Lambert again.
"Tell me more about what the messenger has said. And I want to hear where the army is deployed."
"No, but..."
"If you're expecting help from our country, I think you should do as I say?
Lambert looked thoughtful, but immediately nodded and gave instructions to his men.
Then, Theon looked at Meer.
"Meer, don't you want to go?
"Huh...? Oh, no, but..."
For a moment, hesitate.
Anyway, the place we're headed is a danger zone that could be a battlefield. You can't even go to a place like that...
"Well, I'll go even if you don't... Well, maybe it's easier if you don't follow me."
"Heh? How...?
"I could have asked Prince Abel. In some cases…"
Scion gently touches the pattern of the sword lowered to his hips with his hands, sharply narrowing his eyes.
"I will have to put into practice what I said to you that night. We cannot afford to overlook the massacre of the people."
"Are you going to kill Prince Abel?
Meer felt her voice tremble.
"I hope not..."
Hearing that......, Meer decided to be ready. That was heavy and stiff readiness in Meer's life, so much so that she could be said to be ready for a generation.
Meer didn't want Abel to die.
And I didn't want Theon to die here either...
I didn't think I could do anything about it, but I didn't know I was going to kill them.
Meer took a small breath, threw up, then put a full mood in the hearts of the cautious, and said!
"Prince Zion, me too..., me too, Ichimawa!
... chewed.
It's a good example of what you don't get used to.
A sharp, prepared gaze, Meer pointing at Zion.
The eyes were slightly moist because of the pain.