144 – Lighthouse
Solaon, the northernmost city owned by the Perelcus family.
Befitting the name of the northernmost point, the northern wall appears shortly after the outskirts of the city.
After completing the primary goal of obtaining the intangibles of the original family, I now turned my eyes to the barrier.
God’s fountain pen.
To find it, you must head to the end of the barrier.
I asked the lycan in a calm tone, filling my stomach with a breakfast that was just as delicious as last night.
“Master. Now that you’re in the North, can we go sightseeing?”
Lycan, who had been cutting steak since morning, frowned and scratched his head.
“Come to think of it, this is your first time in the North, right? Sorry, I forgot.”
The lycan smiled awkwardly and continued to speak while stroking his chin.
“Acquisition of the intangibles came earlier than expected, and the conversation with the householder went well… I have plenty of room. It’s okay to take a break for a few days. I can guide you if you want.”
“Your guide is only a shell, and after all, it is close to training, so it would be impossible to tour comfortably.”
Raellan, who smiled with the corner of her mouth long with a joke, turned her head to her.
Unlike Lycan, whose simple emotions can be read in his eyes, Raellan’s eyes were always calm and hiding something.
A look that makes the viewer nervous. The awkwardness I feel every time we make eye contact is similar to Bella’s.
“How is it with Navie? I’m going to take this opportunity to go on a date this month. Sounds like a good idea.”
It was a voice asking for an opinion, but refusal seemed impossible from the look in Raellan’s eyes. It was an appointment made yesterday. The justification for refusal is also insufficient.
Hiding my disappointment, I turned her head toward Navier, who gracefully scooped up her vegetable soup.
“Is that so?”
“Okay, I know where the good restaurants are around here. Leave this day to me.”
Judging from the fact that he answered my proposal right away as if he had waited, it seemed that his ears were focused on the other side of the conversation with his eyes fixed on the soup.
It’s like a stray cat. When she thought of this, she smiled softly. Navier must have noticed my thoughts, so she focused on eating the soup gracefully again.
*
After finishing the meal, we immediately prepared to go out. The inside of the wagon is said to be temperature-controlled, but outside the bone-chilling north wind blows.
I put on the clothes I prepared in advance, and even put on gloves and a mask that covers my ears and face.
In the North, this is the standard… I have it set
As I exited her room and waited at her front door, a well-dressed Navier looked at me and she laughed loudly.
“What is that outfit? Are you going to war instead of tourism?”
It must have been overdressed. Embarrassed, I took off my mask. To be honest, it was a bit difficult to breathe.
Following Navie, I went out and headed for the carriage. The moment I opened the door, I could feel that this was the North. Cold.
It seems to be a better wagon than the one I rode yesterday. It felt like I was in a small room, as if there was a magic to expand the space.
There were tables, sofas, and even beds inside the wagon. There were books, tea, and desserts on the table, pre-prepared.
“It’s a wagon I’ve been decorating myself since I was little.”
I reacted politely to Nabier’s shy expression.
“Well done. Um, it suits you.”
“Does it suit you? What does it mean.”
She answered as if muttering, hiding her true feelings that she seemed to need to be tidied up in the sharp gaze of Navier.
“… It’s pretty.”
“Hmph, so where are you going? I can make recommendations if you want.”
I wonder if that was the correct answer, but I laughed at the sight of Navier pouting her lips and changing the subject. Seeing her eyes narrow, she answered right away.
“The end of the barrier overlooking the dark sea.”
“The end of the barrier? There would be nothing to see there. The places people go to see are typically Bald Snow Mountain or Lake Xyren…. Are you making an unusual choice?”
I shrugged my shoulders in doubt. I’ve already thought of an excuse.
“I saw it in the academy library. I was a little expecting you to come to the North. The book says there is a lighthouse at the end of the wall, no idea when it was built.”
With a plausible excuse, Navie opened a small window overhead and told her coachman to go to the end of the western wall.
As Navier closed the window, she suddenly heard a dog barking inside her carriage.
As she tilted her head, Nabié spoke in a stuttering voice as if making excuses.
“This, I installed this when I was young. You don’t have to vibrate to announce that you’re leaving!”
“I didn’t say anything.”
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Navier forced her smile at her perplexed expression, and then she returned to the subject. Does she have a habit of changing the topic when she has nothing to say, she became a little sympathetic.
“… I didn’t know there was a lighthouse. I’ve never been to the end of the barrier. It’s not even our family’s territory.”
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Navier murmured and picked up the dessert on her table. Instinctively she tried to copy the action, stopped her hand and changed her target to the teacup.
“You hate strawberries. Or do you hate sweet desserts?”
Unexpectedly, he has good observation skills. Come to think of it, the reason Navier came third in her survival test was because she noticed my plan faster than anyone else.
If she hadn’t been observant, she would have been engulfed in the currents like the others or lost in the flames that consumed the island.
I pretended to be calm and said while drinking her coffee. This is pretty bitter
“Because strawberries don’t suit my constitution.”
“… Surprisingly, there are many things to remember. You don’t seem like a delicate man.”
Looking at her sighing Navier, I replied with a mischievous smile.
“Are you being sensitive when you say that you are hurt by those words?”
“No, you will think I am narrow-minded.”
“….”
The more we talk, the more I feel pushed away. After taking another sip of coffee without saying a word, Navier, who was eating a snack with plenty of strawberry jam, asked.
“But are you going to the end of the wall just to see a lighthouse?”
“Well, I guess I have to go.”
The setting is that there is a way to find out where Shin’s fountain pen is hidden in the lighthouse.
It was a casual explanation of how the vice-governor obtained the fountain pen. Even when they reached the lighthouse, there was a possibility that they would be blown away.
Even if it fails, just use Estelle to retrieve the fountain pen. Now I feel comfortable thinking of it as some kind of pre-investigation.
Perhaps she didn’t like my ambiguous answer, Nabi stared blankly at me.
Seeing that gaze, I muttered a weak excuse.
“… I only saw it in books.”
Actually, I wrote a book.
***
About an hour later. There was an uphill where the wagon could no longer enter. Without any hesitation, we got off the wagon.
I heard the coachman’s explanation that from here you have to walk along the barrier road for three hours to reach the end of the barrier.
“I don’t have to work hard to follow.”
I glanced at you with those words. If Navie got involved, there was a possibility that the problem would grow. The secret of Shin’s fountain pen may flow to someone through Navier’s mouth.
“It’s okay. If you’ve come this far and haven’t seen the lighthouse, that’s even worse. In three hours, you’ll be fine with more dessert for dinner.”
She had been teasing Navier for being third, but in fact she had forgotten about it. That this guy is also a combat unit.
Three hours would be a light exercise level. Enough exercise that you don’t have to worry about gaining weight even if you eat more dessert.
With a sigh, she climbed the barrier with Navie. A soldier on top of the barrier was identified. Perhaps thanks to the name Perelcus, we were able to head to the edge of the barrier without much restraint.
It was like a roller coaster where uphills and flat roads repeat, and then downhills suddenly appear. Maybe it was because it was built on top of a mountain range, but thanks to that, it wasn’t boring.
Following Navie, whose stride was wider than Luna’s, we walked the road diligently. After a fruitless chatter, we finally arrived at the end of the barrier. A lighthouse could be seen in the distance.
When I went down the barrier, I smelled something delicious to see if there was a barracks where soldiers could rest. A soldier asked if it was strange that a man and a woman came here.
“What are you doing here? It’s a place with nothing to see. There is only one village nearby, Lake Village.”
It was a curious face. It was a stranger, but I could tell instinctively that this man was talkative. He said briefly, expecting a good answer.
“I came to see the lighthouse.”
“A lighthouse? Oh, yes. If you follow this road all the way up, you will arrive in about 20 minutes. In fact, it’s impossible to navigate because of the dark sea, and there’s no port, so everyone doesn’t know why the lighthouse is lit up every day…. It’s been passed down from a very long time ago, so it’s like a tradition. Uncle Delan is now the lighthouse keeper.”
Is this what the efficiency of words is like? I was satisfied with the long explanation that came with short words.
After greeting the unknown soldier, we headed to the lighthouse following the path the soldier gave us.
I wonder if we even calculated our stride length, exactly 20 minutes later.
End of the cliff.
I arrived at a lighthouse that exists alone.
I approached the door of the lighthouse, listening to the sound of the waves from under the cliff, and was about to knock.
I don’t know what kind of flower it is. In fact, there were few flowers I knew the names of. Like a rose or a lily.
I quickly lost interest and knocked on the door of the lighthouse.