Chapter 211

The First Seed [Part 1]

Fukushima’s POV

“Let’s take a short rest here.“

I knocked on the Stuart family’s carriage and asked them to stop here for a while.

I had somehow been cajoled into leading them to the colony of Overs. Imperial Prince Tasuku would be accompanied by the Tarous and the boy who was said to be a merchant, and we parted ways on the road leading to the Imperial Residence.

The Kingdom’s massive black ship was loaded with food aid in large quantities.

Seeming as if he had a complete grasp of the content of each cargo, the merchant boy led his workers to unload the freight with brisk instructions. After the unloading was done, he started arranging the distribution to the warehouse with the Tarous.

Whether it was Melsa-dono or him, I was deeply impressed by how capable the Kingdom people were.

“Emma-sama, I will catch up to you right away, so please, please don’t do anything dangerous, okay?”

The boy spoke to the Stuart girl very carefully and tenderly, but I didn’t understand his words.

The one who suggested heading for the colony of Overs immediately after arriving in Imperial Japan was the Stuart family themselves. There was only the minimum number of humans around the propagation place now, leaving only the samurais on guard. The people had all evacuated to the seaward end of Imperial Japan, and even the port had half of its area crowded with refugee shelters.

How pathetic.

Humans are forgetful beings.

The moment I saw Over‘s stems starting to bending over all at once, I realized just how impossible it was for us to fight our fate yet again.

The size of a full-grown Over, the danger of its supple body, and the leaves and seeds that were heavy enough to make the hard stems bend.

Isn’t this a place of despair? Isn’t this hell?

Right now, a place of despair and hell is this place.

There is no more room for hope, miraculous chance, and extraordinary occurrences here.

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“Uuughh...“

Among the other Imperial Japanese-style carriages, some carriages were shaped like a box without windows, which looked very unusual by our standards. The Stuart family came out from one of those peculiar carriages and stretched their bodies.

We had traveled the road for several hours non stop because we were in a hurry, so it was understandable if the family felt lethargic.

Our destination, too, was the hellish propagation place of Over. Even the samurais were trembling when they headed there for their guard duty shift, so I guessed it couldn’t be helped that small children would also tense up.