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The Prince and the Saint and the Wardrobe (6)
“The zodiacal mood is not as serious as you might think.”
click. Sir Sarah Beliard, who refused Croque Messieu, said over a cup of strong coffee.
Laura, the chief of staff, and the servants moved silently, serving us food, and even bringing necessary writing instruments and books.
Without looking at the map, I raised my head twinkly. The mumbled ball suddenly stopped.
The reporter’s eyes met and shrugged lightly.
“In the meantime, the propaganda flyers made by someone and word-of-mouth spread through a certain salon may have created a strong belief. The return trip, which was better than the regular opera performance, would have been of great help.”
“uh······.”
Hot cheese and ham went over.
François, who captured the moment, said, ‘Well done.’ He whispered and gave a wink.
I smiled belatedly and nodded my head. It really did work.
I longed for it, but it was difficult to grasp the exact public opinion because I was living in the old city center and only interacting with aristocrats.
that is great. I’m really happy. You have to treat Eva a lot.
······When there is no Herit?
“Of course, the people are perplexed. It will be difficult to end the chaos if we do not hear the good news sooner rather than later. However, the current situation is better than expected.”
“The situation in Korea is not going to be the worst since we have great aristocrats. But if you haven’t found a single hair on the battlefield for three days, shouldn’t it be time to change your route?”
Duke Bonheur Dioff smoothly changed the subject.
Her stern eyes became sharper.
“Whether there are magic formulas or portals hidden in the basement, shouldn’t we dig into the ground?”
“The work you mentioned is already in progress, Madame. However, I think it must have been difficult to produce such an elaborate magic formula in a new country. Not only is it difficult to predict who will be on the portal when, but there is also the risk that they will have to sacrifice themselves. and······.”
After serious analysis, Francois glanced at his younger brother. Sir Erbe spoke immediately.
“There is no evidence of witnessing the mana of the enemy, Duke. The only wizards who participated in this battle of Statia were Lister and Corleone.”
“Then, is it not a portal created before the war era? It may be an ancient portal carved from an old empire, a new kingdom, or even from the Unio era. Could this not have caused an accident by absorbing mana from an ally?”
“It’s not an impossible hypothesis.”
“Yes. Your Majesty must have missed it, but the old map is in the Imperial Archives. Sending knights with the imperial family…”
The little glasses of Lord Beliard shone, and the Marquis looked more serious than ever.
Hands in white gloves rushed back and forth between the map and the blackboard.
Several of his attendants wrote and painted with chalk at his request.
Sant and I ate diligently and rolled our eyes.
The subjects of the adults here seemed to be drawn towards the ‘portal’. On the other hand, over there…
“Did Isabelle contact you?”
“Yes, my lord. You must have already heard the news. However, he is a child with a strong sense of responsibility. Even if a child like a child went missing, he wouldn’t leave the Southern Front. It is said that the husband goes to see the face in person in this supply. It is also a good opportunity to understand the war situation and public sentiment.”
“You and your bosses work hard. i will write a letter Let me tell you.”
“The castle is doomed……. It will be a great comfort for my daughter.”
“Your Majesty, may I not have to leave the front in case your Majesty the Crown Prince returns?”
Master, Viscount Marize Langbouille, and surgeon Sir Michel Mutte continued to talk about medical aid.
I drank soymilk, wiped my hands and lips with a napkin, and silently stared at the whole continent.
A painting large enough to cover half of the table was full of delicate letters and decorations.
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On the upper left was a bright sun embroidered with gold and red threads, and on the upper right was a graceful moon made of silver and blue threads.
And it was written in a small way on the territory of the new country…
‘Statia Plain.’
It’s been bothering me since yesterday. It’s like rice cakes that are cheap.
“Sir John.”
“Please ask, Your Majesty.”
“I heard that the front line that is currently temporarily truce is Duke Sneijder’s estate.”
“you’re right.”
“Then why is the plain called ‘Statia’? Isn’t this the castle of Yulitter Statia?”
Maybe Juliet died here?
“It was once the estate of Count Statia. Exactly where she died is unknown.”
I replied as if Sir John had seen through me. too bad.
“After the death of Ulitter, the count of the count declined sharply, and no matter what was going on behind the scenes, the plains passed to the Duke of Sneijder.”
I widened my eyes. Sant had the same expression.
“You don’t know what happened? Sir John?”
“You didn’t know, but there are things I don’t know.”
“Oh my God, what Sir Haines doesn’t know…”
The priest was shocked and muttered. The cardinal smiled low and continued.
“I have never been to the royal palace. The Royal Guard is famous for not divulging a single word of rumors within the castle. What they really want to hide is never revealed.”
“that······. Are you saying that the Penetian royal family is intertwined with the decline of Count Statia?”
The paladin smiled as I was muffled.
We were serious, but we seemed to have fun alone.
“It would be strange not to get entangled. Yulitter was the daughter of the Count and was the source of the war between the two countries. There must have been a lot of responsibilities in the post-war recovery process.”
“So is it.”
“Few people know the story of the fallen Statia family, Prince. Even though my father was a royal white man, I could only hear as much as others. Well, most of it is handed down like a terrifying legend.”
Sant chimed in. I frowned and fell into my thoughts again.
Umm… obviously this one The persimmon is just right, but if you dig it, something will come out!
I didn’t feel like I was really sure in which direction to shovel.
As the close sensations continued, I felt agitated and tickled for nothing.
What is it?
I need to know exactly so I can go find them!
-Tock, tock, tock, tock tock, tock tock…
He constantly tapped the map with his fingertips.
It’s been a while since the phone died, so last night I was looking for information about Yulitter through a tightly packed notebook.
But I knew I had no clue.
＜Resigned Princess> focuses on the present Kristel and the Crown Prince, and the stories of the past sometimes come out a little bit when MSG is needed or when a case is being carried out.
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Oh, and he briefly appeared in the scene depicting the tragic love story of the enemy prince Jesse Penetian.
But really that was all.
“Yulita. statia. After her death, the count’s family will fall.”
At least about Juliet, the information I’ve been able to get here is far richer.
for example-
‘Grandmother took her body and cremated it herself, and collected the headdress as a keepsake.’
flash!
“Ugh! it!”
I jumped up from my seat and poked in the air.
As he was clenching his mouth like a goldfish, Sant licked his lips and wiggled his buttocks together!
“Prince, please speak quickly. I get dizzy!”
“Duke Fabrice Verand. His grandmother, Baron Ingrid Verand, cremated Yulitter’s body. It’s a story I’ve heard firsthand!”
“Jesse?”
Master sensed the disturbance and turned to me.
I spit out the words like a pistol, trying not to forget what I remembered. Come and go!
“At that time, I also found my grandmother’s diary in the attic. Maybe there is information about the crematorium.”
‘Knight Ingrid Verand, a record of the war era’. That was definitely the title.
“Sir Aurelie. Baron Ingrid, if not necessarily a clue about Juliet, was the person who served His Majesty Romero’s closest. He was a hero who went to the forefront and fought together. Why don’t you ask the current Duke of Veran for his pardon and take a look at her records? Maybe there is a line that might be helpful.”
Even if I was completely wrong and doing a show, it was worth reading a record of such a great man.
It is the same whether you take the route as a portal or the subway.
Then, the master gently opened his eyes.
“I will do that, my disciple. Thanks for the advice.”
“······Yes.”
I sat down at my seat. The eyes that had gathered in an instant were dispersed one by one.
The nape of his neck heated up late at Sir Erbe’s smile.
You’re so upset with something that’s nothing, again.
“You are more active than I heard. There were rumors that he was quite quiet.”
“Five.”
To the evaluation of Duke Dioff, Sir Beliard gave a brief and bold response. That ‘Oh’!
“under······.”
– quiver
As I was hiding my embarrassment alone, I heard a familiar sound from beneath my feet.
I sighed and looked down.
– squeak
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Oh my gosh.
“Demi, who brought you here? yes?”
– Ki-eung
“Did Joan do that? Looks like he went to bed with only Tite.”
– Chia
“Uh, did Aunt Natalie feel good when she opened the door?”
I had no other choice, so I put three red pandas, one at a time, on the legs, begging for a hug.
Among them, Leah passed over to Sant, and Sir John took care of the ferry.
The warm eyes of the guests repeatedly reached this side and then moved away.
Naturally, I was terrified for fear that it might interfere with my words.
I kept a close eye on Demi’s forefoot, who showed interest in the map.
Its chubby tail trembled with curiosity.
“Sup. no. Adults watch this together, so if you play with it, you will get scolded.”
– Kiheung
“Not good. If you stay calm, I will go to the palace and play for 100 minutes.”
– Intervene!
Shinsoo loudly rebelled and fell on the table. The moment Sant and I are terrified,
– Taang!
Just like he catches a butterfly (and he catches it quite often), he wanted a map! Gosh!
“sorry. My child is usually quiet, but I think he was excited to see the adults. sorry.”
I apologized everywhere and hugged the red panda.
Now that I see, the place where Demi had her feet stamped was not on the continent.
It’s not the earth, the main base of the guy…
‘moon.’
In the upper right corner, it was the face of a smiling satellite with eyes closed.
Next to him, a flower he had never seen before was in full bloom.
The red petals had a yellowish rim, and each one fluttered like a flame.
When Sant saw him, he was genuinely amazed.
“Wow, gloriosa. Indeed, there is no flower that Demi-sama cannot bloom!”
– Heung!
While the red panda snorted equitably, I patted him and blinked.
I felt weird.
Demi is a divine beast, the messenger of God. So maybe this isn’t just a joke.
Considering the hints and delivery methods he’s given me so far, it’s not just a funny happening…
“·················ogue.”
The flower of the night sky that resembles fire, Mars. The imperial army was deliberately waiting for a great visit.
A prince who borrowed his power and used the magic of the sword.
A night when the moon was overcast. Cardinals who did not appear until the last minute.
A scene from Toegye Gong that I studied over and over at home.
“······ah!”
Finally, a thrilling sensation like electricity spread all over the peripheral nerves.
I hurriedly looked back at Sir John.
*
-Tick, tick, tick…
“for a moment. Are you from here?”
Kristel raised her voice as she turned to the woman in the back seat.
Doria sensed the serious atmosphere and stopped walking.
Charlemagne, who was quietly playing with his hooves beside him, also stood up with his mane fluttering. ‘Pureung.’
“I can see that, sweetheart. Because the grown-ups in the neighborhood said I was abandoned here in less than 100 days.”
“·················ogue.”
The three men and women were now heading deep into the village of ‘Mancrans’, passing through the mysterious magic lights.
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Of course, because of the fog, I did not know the direction at all, and I was just moving in the hope that it would.
I didn’t even know how much time had passed.
There were some twists and turns in the process of two people becoming three.
Naturally, someone of the fire attribute refused to accompany Carme (he was very upset when he realized that he had left the sword), and Kristel was terribly shaken by the fact that she was a human trafficker (even that he was aiming for the prince once!) .
When I found out that the reason I had come this far was ‘jailbreak’, I almost went to the prince’s side 99% of the time.
But no matter how criminal, he couldn’t just let him go.
How long can people with mana restraints on their wrists and etheric restraints on their necks survive when they starve?
Cain believed that Carme deserved a fair trial and punishment in the imperial lands.
So I persuaded the father. Above all, she had an invincible logic.
‘really. Prince Jesse must have said the same to me. admit?’
‘··········.’
He never denied it. 1 to 0, Ham Ga-in takes the lead!
“Your parents are amazing too. Abandoning the infant without a single letter.”
“Didn’t you say you survived in a desolate desert?”
“Oh my goodness. I did not know that a noble one would remember such a thousand statements.”
Then orange eyes stared at her as if it was burning her to death.
Carme immediately rolled her eyes.
“·······Well, there was a bit of exaggeration mixed in. Isn’t that how the original heroic story is made? I lived in Mancrans until I was seven years old, and I hid in a caravan procession because I thought that there would be neither porridge nor rice here. I changed my name and dyed my hair. What can I do to survive in the desert?”
The woman asked, wiggling her long hair. Kristel and the prince made an impression at the same time.
Carme also thought that the two paladins looked alike.
“When you were only seven, you thought that life was neither porridge nor food?”
“Do you know why your homeland became like this?”
And the two men and women stared at each other as if to eat them.
‘Are you curious about that now?’ It was the expression
The criminal laughed and answered all the questions at once.
“I don’t know why this happened, but there was a famous rumor when I was a kid. The fact that the village was possessed by a demon or that she was cursed by a saint… I remember being poor all the time because of that. There were no new settlers, and the young people started running away one by one. So I also decided. I’m going to leave this place and live a full life.”
“·················ogue.”
“Then maybe the village collapsed?”
‘Clearly, all the way…’ The two horses started walking again.
Carme continued to speak softly.
“When I discovered the dim lights earlier, I thought I was dead and gone to hell. I never wanted to see you again in my life.”
“Then what do you think of that?”
The father nodded bluntly. The eyes of the two women focused on one place beyond the fog.
“·················ogue.”
“·················ogue.”
Nettles and thorns, as thick as any temple pillar, were growing, blocking their path.
Like a threatening and vigilant snake.