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[Almost half an hour after the second and fourth bell moment on the day of Holy Night's Festival (PM 4: 40)]
The place on the threatening letter was a short distance from the shore of Lake Noelige.
"A small abandoned village just ahead through the meadow zone. What a place..."
I guess I'm going to call you away from St. Noel and keep you out of the way......
"From what I've seen of the map, it's quite far away and... You still need a horse."
From the results of the fall equestrian tournament, I guess it's my plan to anticipate Meer being able to ride a horse......
What can I do to take Meer away without first noticing? It's easy. You just have to ask the person you're kidnapped to come from.
The risk of exposure increases because carriages and the like have to be prepared in the case of normal princesses, but in that regard Meer can ride a horse.
It means it's easy to call, even away from St. Noel.
"Of course, there are horses out there, but nothing, you don't have to do that much thinking."
Meer, who visited the stables of St. Noel's School, headed straight for the cabin, which is a rough storm connection.
"Waste Storm, are you there?
Shortly after entering, a rough storm that found Meer moved her nose mugging.
It was Meer who sits up for a moment, but fortunately, the rough storm never sneezed.
"Oh, that's unusual...... Also, I just thought I could blow my sneeze..."
As he snapped, Meer walked over by the rough storm, sneaking up and mounting his horse gear to the rough storm. Whenever I can escape on my own with a horse, the way around it is a triumph.
Being ready to ride a horse on your own is also highly appreciated around horse dragons, but I don't know Dew Meer about that.
"What? Are you going on a long ride?" In the face, a rough storm staring at me chilly. Staring into his eyes, Meer bowed her head.
"Rough Storm..., I'm sorry... but I want to use your help... The power... and in some cases the life..."
If, when I die, I don't know if a rough storm will make it home alive. Out there, there's plenty of chance he'll let himself go and run away all by himself... Somehow, this horse doesn't seem to abandon the rider, there's such a stronghold... I felt that way.
That's why Meer says as she strokes her rough storm neck. I don't know if the words make sense, but be polite, polite, say it.
"Hey, Rough Storm, there's nothing else I can count on right now. So please be special...... Will you come with me?
Such a princess's wishful wild storm... buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
It's as if you understand Meer's words......
If I were here, I'd run away from any trap, as if I were saying...
"Yes...... Hehe, you're reliable, rough storm. And Hanayang, I'm sorry, but I'm going to borrow a wild storm."
To that call, Hanayang only turned his eyes to make him feel quiet intelligence.
Meer, who caught a rough storm, headed to the harbor.
There is no one to look back on. Even though there are plenty of people at the festival. Naturally, not many merchants pulled off horses for carrying loads.
Still, if they find me, I'll travel so fucking hard, Meer. He looked a little naughty......
So much less, she reached the harbor.
The designated ship was found immediately. Not that big of a ship...... but big enough if you just put a rough storm on it.
"Are you the merchant who carries you all the way out of the island?
Meer spoke to the man standing in front of the ship.
He was a middle-aged man with the seemingly good grin of being a merchant...,
"Yes, it is..., uh, what about that horse?
Seeing the rough storm Meer brought in, only slightly, clouds her expression.
"Of course, it's a horse for a long drive. My beloved horse."
Saying so, the merchant suddenly panicked.
"No, I'm in trouble. Taking Her Royal Highness outside is a risk... Besides, we were talking about horses over there, right?
"Oh, I'm sure you thought I could ride a normal horse. But horseback riding is hard, isn't it? I can only ride this horse of my own."
With that said, Meer turned her attention to the rough storm.
You read the air, the rough storm is quiet, with an elegant horse face.
"No, but just carrying a horse..."
"You can, can't you? I'm not gonna let you say you can't, am I? What, you don't mind if I ask for extra money? I hope he asks for a bag of gold if he brings you a story."
Harassment of the enemy is also indispensable. It's someone else's golden coin bag, and it's a style that stretches out the cheeks of the negotiators.
... could also be described as blackmail with blunt weapons.
"Or are you going to give me an opinion? You know what's gonna happen to you, don't you? Did you know that I, Rafina, have been very kind to you?
Threaten further.
Full of eyes, I'm going to hit you with your selfishness, Princess of the Great Empire.
It is a meer who does not have the kind of mercy to show against the merchants who participated in the conspiracy in the first place.
"Come on, what do you do? If you can't get the gold, Rafina, which way do you carry me from horse to horse?
Thus Meer followed St. Noel's Island with a rough storm.
Without realizing that you are seeing your own, slightly suspicious behavior….
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[Almost half an hour after the second and fourth bell moment on the day of Holy Night's Festival (PM 4: 40)]
The place on the threatening letter was a short distance from the shore of Lake Noelige.
"A small abandoned village just ahead through the meadow zone. What a place..."
I guess I'm going to call you away from St. Noel and keep you out of the way......
"From what I've seen of the map, it's quite far away and... You still need a horse."
From the results of the fall equestrian tournament, I guess it's my plan to anticipate Meer being able to ride a horse......
What can I do to take Meer away without first noticing? It's easy. You just have to ask the person you're kidnapped to come from.
The risk of exposure increases because carriages and the like have to be prepared in the case of normal princesses, but in that regard Meer can ride a horse.
It means it's easy to call, even away from St. Noel.
"Of course, there are horses out there, but nothing, you don't have to do that much thinking."
Meer, who visited the stables of St. Noel's School, headed straight for the cabin, which is a rough storm connection.
"Waste Storm, are you there?
Shortly after entering, a rough storm that found Meer moved her nose mugging.
It was Meer who sits up for a moment, but fortunately, the rough storm never sneezed.
"Oh, that's unusual...... Also, I just thought I could blow my sneeze..."
As he snapped, Meer walked over by the rough storm, sneaking up and mounting his horse gear to the rough storm. Whenever I can escape on my own with a horse, the way around it is a triumph.
Being ready to ride a horse on your own is also highly appreciated around horse dragons, but I don't know Dew Meer about that.
"What? Are you going on a long ride?" In the face, a rough storm staring at me chilly. Staring into his eyes, Meer bowed her head.
"Rough Storm..., I'm sorry... but I want to use your help... The power... and in some cases the life..."
If, when I die, I don't know if a rough storm will make it home alive. Out there, there's plenty of chance he'll let himself go and run away all by himself... Somehow, this horse doesn't seem to abandon the rider, there's such a stronghold... I felt that way.
That's why Meer says as she strokes her rough storm neck. I don't know if the words make sense, but be polite, polite, say it.
"Hey, Rough Storm, there's nothing else I can count on right now. So please be special...... Will you come with me?
Such a princess's wishful wild storm... buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
It's as if you understand Meer's words......
If I were here, I'd run away from any trap, as if I were saying...
"Yes...... Hehe, you're reliable, rough storm. And Hanayang, I'm sorry, but I'm going to borrow a wild storm."
To that call, Hanayang only turned his eyes to make him feel quiet intelligence.
Meer, who caught a rough storm, headed to the harbor.
There is no one to look back on. Even though there are plenty of people at the festival. Naturally, not many merchants pulled off horses for carrying loads.
Still, if they find me, I'll travel so fucking hard, Meer. He looked a little naughty......
So much less, she reached the harbor.
The designated ship was found immediately. Not that big of a ship...... but big enough if you just put a rough storm on it.
"Are you the merchant who carries you all the way out of the island?
Meer spoke to the man standing in front of the ship.
He was a middle-aged man with the seemingly good grin of being a merchant...,
"Yes, it is..., uh, what about that horse?
Seeing the rough storm Meer brought in, only slightly, clouds her expression.
"Of course, it's a horse for a long drive. My beloved horse."
Saying so, the merchant suddenly panicked.
"No, I'm in trouble. Taking Her Royal Highness outside is a risk... Besides, we were talking about horses over there, right?
"Oh, I'm sure you thought I could ride a normal horse. But horseback riding is hard, isn't it? I can only ride this horse of my own."
With that said, Meer turned her attention to the rough storm.
You read the air, the rough storm is quiet, with an elegant horse face.
"No, but just carrying a horse..."
"You can, can't you? I'm not gonna let you say you can't, am I? What, you don't mind if I ask for extra money? I hope he asks for a bag of gold if he brings you a story."
Harassment of the enemy is also indispensable. It's someone else's golden coin bag, and it's a style that stretches out the cheeks of the negotiators.
... could also be described as blackmail with blunt weapons.
"Or are you going to give me an opinion? You know what's gonna happen to you, don't you? Did you know that I, Rafina, have been very kind to you?
Threaten further.
Full of eyes, I'm going to hit you with your selfishness, Princess of the Great Empire.
It is a meer who does not have the kind of mercy to show against the merchants who participated in the conspiracy in the first place.
"Come on, what do you do? If you can't get the gold, Rafina, which way do you carry me from horse to horse?
Thus Meer followed St. Noel's Island with a rough storm.
Without realizing that you are seeing your own, slightly suspicious behavior….
Almost half an hour after the second and fourth bell moment on the day of Holy Night's Festival PM 4: 40The place on the threatening letter was a short distance from the shore of Lake Noelige."A small abandoned village just ahead through the meadow zone. What a place..."I guess I'm going to call you away from St. Noel and keep you out of the way......"From what I've seen of the map, it's quite far away and... You still need a horse."From the results of the fall equestrian tournament, I guess it's my plan to anticipate Meer being able to ride a horse......What can I do to take Meer away without first noticing? It's easy. You just have to ask the person you're kidnapped to come from.The risk of exposure increases because carriages and the like have to be prepared in the case of normal princesses, but in that regard Meer can ride a horse.It means it's easy to call, even away from St. Noel."Of course, there are horses out there, but nothing, you don't have to do that much thinking."Meer, who visited the stables of St. Noel's School, headed straight for the cabin, which is a rough storm connection."Waste Storm, are you there? Shortly after entering, a rough storm that found Meer moved her nose mugging.It was Meer who sits up for a moment, but fortunately, the rough storm never sneezed."Oh, that's unusual...... Also, I just thought I could blow my sneeze..."As he snapped, Meer walked over by the rough storm, sneaking up and mounting his horse gear to the rough storm. Whenever I can escape on my own with a horse, the way around it is a triumph.Being ready to ride a horse on your own is also highly appreciated around horse dragons, but I don't know Dew Meer about that."What? Are you going on a long ride?" In the face, a rough storm staring at me chilly. Staring into his eyes, Meer bowed her head."Rough Storm..., I'm sorry... but I want to use your help... The power... and in some cases the life..."If, when I die, I don't know if a rough storm will make it home alive. Out there, there's plenty of chance he'll let himself go and run away all by himself... Somehow, this horse doesn't seem to abandon the rider, there's such a stronghold... I felt that way.That's why Meer says as she strokes her rough storm neck. I don't know if the words make sense, but be polite, polite, say it."Hey, Rough Storm, there's nothing else I can count on right now. So please be special...... Will you come with me? Such a princess's wishful wild storm... buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuIt's as if you understand Meer's words......If I were here, I'd run away from any trap, as if I were saying..."Yes...... Hehe, you're reliable, rough storm. And Hanayang, I'm sorry, but I'm going to borrow a wild storm."To that call, Hanayang only turned his eyes to make him feel quiet intelligence.Meer, who caught a rough storm, headed to the harbor.There is no one to look back on. Even though there are plenty of people at the festival. Naturally, not many merchants pulled off horses for carrying loads.Still, if they find me, I'll travel so fucking hard, Meer. He looked a little naughty......So much less, she reached the harbor.The designated ship was found immediately. Not that big of a ship...... but big enough if you just put a rough storm on it."Are you the merchant who carries you all the way out of the island? Meer spoke to the man standing in front of the ship.He was a middle-aged man with the seemingly good grin of being a merchant...,"Yes, it is..., uh, what about that horse? Seeing the rough storm Meer brought in, only slightly, clouds her expression."Of course, it's a horse for a long drive. My beloved horse."Saying so, the merchant suddenly panicked."No, I'm in trouble. Taking Her Royal Highness outside is a risk... Besides, we were talking about horses over there, right? "Oh, I'm sure you thought I could ride a normal horse. But horseback riding is hard, isn't it? I can only ride this horse of my own."With that said, Meer turned her attention to the rough storm.You read the air, the rough storm is quiet, with an elegant horse face."No, but just carrying a horse...""You can, can't you? I'm not gonna let you say you can't, am I? What, you don't mind if I ask for extra money? I hope he asks for a bag of gold if he brings you a story."Harassment of the enemy is also indispensable. It's someone else's golden coin bag, and it's a style that stretches out the cheeks of the negotiators.... could also be described as blackmail with blunt weapons."Or are you going to give me an opinion? You know what's gonna happen to you, don't you? Did you know that I, Rafina, have been very kind to you? Threaten further.Full of eyes, I'm going to hit you with your selfishness, Princess of the Great Empire.It is a meer who does not have the kind of mercy to show against the merchants who participated in the conspiracy in the first place."Come on, what do you do? If you can't get the gold, Rafina, which way do you carry me from horse to horse? Thus Meer followed St. Noel's Island with a rough storm.Without realizing that you are seeing your own, slightly suspicious behavior.
