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Pilgrimage streets, which stretched from the Holy Duchy of Velga to the countries of the continent.
It has long been said that all paths do not lead to Velga, but this pilgrimage street represented exactly that word.
Its path, maintained by the Central Orthodox Church, is well paved and wide in proportion to the number of people on the street. There was enough room for the carriage to make a difference.
A line of carriages will follow that path, Meers. Via Velga, to Sankland. Along the way, a line that also joined Tiona and the others was quite large: seven carriages, surrounded by cavalry of escorts.
Well, still, if you think of it as a row of empress of a country, you can't even say it's too massive.
"Well, Father, you've got it."
Meer sighed deeply as she was rocked by the carriage.
A father who says he'll go with him, too, and doesn't give in at all. Meer said, "It's my dad. - It's nice! (Bar reading)" I managed to convince him...
"I had a hard time convincing you. Really, you're stubborn and you're in trouble."
Emeralda shook her head small to Meer, who looked snuggly with mental fatigue.
"Heh, that's not true. Your Majesty cares so much about you, Mia."
Emeralda smiles gently, then exhales a deep sigh no less than Meer.
"Besides, if I said that, your father would be stubborner. You wouldn't listen to me at all if I told you I didn't feel comfortable talking to you? Meer, as you said, you were right to say no directly."
"Well, but maybe that's just the good guy... If you're a duke of the same size, you can't even call yourself a bad opponent. Lord Greenmoon may also have thought of Mr. Emeralda."
And so on and Emeralda, while Meer thought.
- Maybe Lord Greenmoon wants to keep Mr. Emeralda away from the house...?
Actually, under Emeralda there is a five-year-old different brother... but instead of losing his head to a distant older sister, he said he grew up as a pretty good sister lover (Ciscon).
Ciscon, or being like a child admiring Emeralda as a parent......
- Well, Mr. Emeralda, you're selfish, but surprisingly better looked after, so selfish, but you must be admired... I'm selfish......
Either way, as it stands, whoever succeeds the next Greenmoon family may grow up to be a weak person who won't get his head up on his sister.
By the way, you know, my brother who doesn't get his head up on Emeralda, but once, his marriage to Meer was considered.
But it never materialized.
"Dark blood clouds and calls for misfortune"
That was something more told than in ancient times. Thus, in the Tiermoon Empire, there was a tendency to avoid marriages between less close blood clans. At first, in Emeralda's brother and Meer, it was critical and acceptable in relation...,
"With my brother and Mia, we're not going to make it!
Emeralda didn't admit it.
"Mia, you're an Imperial Empress, so we have to find someone who deserves it. A little on my brother......, no, I'm totally underpowered!
Emeralda, who is also a handsome sommelier, is also very hard on his body.
Well, that's why..., Lord Greenmoon thought it would be hard for Emeralda to stay at his parents' house..., etc., is Meer expecting.
"By the way, Mr. Emeralda, what would you do if they were such good looking lords?
"Um, right. Well, I'll give you enough in addition to being a member of my SS... In the first place, I don't think I deserve the Duke's Lady with this star."
And then she laughed, and then Emeralda, punched her hand in the bread.
"Oh, yeah. If you want to have a wedding with me, how about I tell you to bring me a prince?
"Uh, it's better not to Theon. I'm not the kind of person who can deal with Mr. Emeralda..."
As you can imagine, the sight of that Scion and Emeralda getting married, etc. is totally unimaginable Meer.
"Speaking of personality, it's likely to match Theon... that's Rafina, or..."
Hmm, Meer remembers one girl riding in a carriage in the rear.
Once, I drove Meer to the headstand, the face of Tiona Rudolfon, the Virgin of the Original Empire...
- Hmm, speaking of which, was Mr. Tiona and Zion bound after I was executed...?
Never cared before...... The previous timeline, from Meer's point of view, looked good on the two...... It is Meer who somehow wonders what fate those two followed.
Emeralda, following Meer's gaze like that, looks a little dissatisfied.
"Nevertheless, what do you have in mind to accompany Mr. Tiona?
"... for once, Mr. Tiona is my friend. He's an aristocrat. What, when I say something boring..."
And Emeralda nodded with a translation face at Meer, who was going to stab the nail.
"Yeah, of course I know. Meer, your friend is my friend. If Mr. Tiona is being bullied, I can help you."
And so, Emeralda, for once, cut the words......,
"What, I'm Meer's best friend. Meer, I won't do anything to make you sad! Anyway, I'm your best friend!
"Oh yeah...... I hope so..."
He was a little anxious Meer to Emeralda with a grand chest stretch.
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Pilgrimage streets, which stretched from the Holy Duchy of Velga to the countries of the continent.
It has long been said that all paths do not lead to Velga, but this pilgrimage street represented exactly that word.
Its path, maintained by the Central Orthodox Church, is well paved and wide in proportion to the number of people on the street. There was enough room for the carriage to make a difference.
A line of carriages will follow that path, Meers. Via Velga, to Sankland. Along the way, a line that also joined Tiona and the others was quite large: seven carriages, surrounded by cavalry of escorts.
Well, still, if you think of it as a row of empress of a country, you can't even say it's too massive.
"Well, Father, you've got it."
Meer sighed deeply as she was rocked by the carriage.
A father who says he'll go with him, too, and doesn't give in at all. Meer said, "It's my dad. - It's nice! (Bar reading)" I managed to convince him...
"I had a hard time convincing you. Really, you're stubborn and you're in trouble."
Emeralda shook her head small to Meer, who looked snuggly with mental fatigue.
"Heh, that's not true. Your Majesty cares so much about you, Mia."
Emeralda smiles gently, then exhales a deep sigh no less than Meer.
"Besides, if I said that, your father would be stubborner. You wouldn't listen to me at all if I told you I didn't feel comfortable talking to you? Meer, as you said, you were right to say no directly."
"Well, but maybe that's just the good guy... If you're a duke of the same size, you can't even call yourself a bad opponent. Lord Greenmoon may also have thought of Mr. Emeralda."
And so on and Emeralda, while Meer thought.
- Maybe Lord Greenmoon wants to keep Mr. Emeralda away from the house...?
Actually, under Emeralda there is a five-year-old different brother... but instead of losing his head to a distant older sister, he said he grew up as a pretty good sister lover (Ciscon).
Ciscon, or being like a child admiring Emeralda as a parent......
- Well, Mr. Emeralda, you're selfish, but surprisingly better looked after, so selfish, but you must be admired... I'm selfish......
Either way, as it stands, whoever succeeds the next Greenmoon family may grow up to be a weak person who won't get his head up on his sister.
By the way, you know, my brother who doesn't get his head up on Emeralda, but once, his marriage to Meer was considered.
But it never materialized.
"Dark blood clouds and calls for misfortune"
That was something more told than in ancient times. Thus, in the Tiermoon Empire, there was a tendency to avoid marriages between less close blood clans. At first, in Emeralda's brother and Meer, it was critical and acceptable in relation...,
"With my brother and Mia, we're not going to make it!
Emeralda didn't admit it.
"Mia, you're an Imperial Empress, so we have to find someone who deserves it. A little on my brother......, no, I'm totally underpowered!
Emeralda, who is also a handsome sommelier, is also very hard on his body.
Well, that's why..., Lord Greenmoon thought it would be hard for Emeralda to stay at his parents' house..., etc., is Meer expecting.
"By the way, Mr. Emeralda, what would you do if they were such good looking lords?
"Um, right. Well, I'll give you enough in addition to being a member of my SS... In the first place, I don't think I deserve the Duke's Lady with this star."
And then she laughed, and then Emeralda, punched her hand in the bread.
"Oh, yeah. If you want to have a wedding with me, how about I tell you to bring me a prince?
"Uh, it's better not to Theon. I'm not the kind of person who can deal with Mr. Emeralda..."
As you can imagine, the sight of that Scion and Emeralda getting married, etc. is totally unimaginable Meer.
"Speaking of personality, it's likely to match Theon... that's Rafina, or..."
Hmm, Meer remembers one girl riding in a carriage in the rear.
Once, I drove Meer to the headstand, the face of Tiona Rudolfon, the Virgin of the Original Empire...
- Hmm, speaking of which, was Mr. Tiona and Zion bound after I was executed...?
Never cared before...... The previous timeline, from Meer's point of view, looked good on the two...... It is Meer who somehow wonders what fate those two followed.
Emeralda, following Meer's gaze like that, looks a little dissatisfied.
"Nevertheless, what do you have in mind to accompany Mr. Tiona?
"... for once, Mr. Tiona is my friend. He's an aristocrat. What, when I say something boring..."
And Emeralda nodded with a translation face at Meer, who was going to stab the nail.
"Yeah, of course I know. Meer, your friend is my friend. If Mr. Tiona is being bullied, I can help you."
And so, Emeralda, for once, cut the words......,
"What, I'm Meer's best friend. Meer, I won't do anything to make you sad! Anyway, I'm your best friend!
"Oh yeah...... I hope so..."
He was a little anxious Meer to Emeralda with a grand chest stretch.
Pilgrimage streets, which stretched from the Holy Duchy of Velga to the countries of the continent.It has long been said that all paths do not lead to Velga, but this pilgrimage street represented exactly that word.Its path, maintained by the Central Orthodox Church, is well paved and wide in proportion to the number of people on the street. There was enough room for the carriage to make a difference.A line of carriages will follow that path, Meers. Via Velga, to Sankland. Along the way, a line that also joined Tiona and the others was quite large: seven carriages, surrounded by cavalry of escorts.Well, still, if you think of it as a row of empress of a country, you can't even say it's too massive."Well, Father, you've got it."Meer sighed deeply as she was rocked by the carriage.A father who says he'll go with him, too, and doesn't give in at all. Meer said, "It's my dad. - It's nice! Bar reading" I managed to convince him..."I had a hard time convincing you. Really, you're stubborn and you're in trouble."Emeralda shook her head small to Meer, who looked snuggly with mental fatigue."Heh, that's not true. Your Majesty cares so much about you, Mia."Emeralda smiles gently, then exhales a deep sigh no less than Meer."Besides, if I said that, your father would be stubborner. You wouldn't listen to me at all if I told you I didn't feel comfortable talking to you? Meer, as you said, you were right to say no directly.""Well, but maybe that's just the good guy... If you're a duke of the same size, you can't even call yourself a bad opponent. Lord Greenmoon may also have thought of Mr. Emeralda."And so on and Emeralda, while Meer thought.- Maybe Lord Greenmoon wants to keep Mr. Emeralda away from the house...?Actually, under Emeralda there is a five-year-old different brother... but instead of losing his head to a distant older sister, he said he grew up as a pretty good sister lover Ciscon.Ciscon, or being like a child admiring Emeralda as a parent......- Well, Mr. Emeralda, you're selfish, but surprisingly better looked after, so selfish, but you must be admired... I'm selfish......Either way, as it stands, whoever succeeds the next Greenmoon family may grow up to be a weak person who won't get his head up on his sister.By the way, you know, my brother who doesn't get his head up on Emeralda, but once, his marriage to Meer was considered.But it never materialized."Dark blood clouds and calls for misfortune"That was something more told than in ancient times. Thus, in the Tiermoon Empire, there was a tendency to avoid marriages between less close blood clans. At first, in Emeralda's brother and Meer, it was critical and acceptable in relation...,"With my brother and Mia, we're not going to make it! Emeralda didn't admit it."Mia, you're an Imperial Empress, so we have to find someone who deserves it. A little on my brother......, no, I'm totally underpowered! Emeralda, who is also a handsome sommelier, is also very hard on his body.Well, that's why..., Lord Greenmoon thought it would be hard for Emeralda to stay at his parents' house..., etc., is Meer expecting."By the way, Mr. Emeralda, what would you do if they were such good looking lords? "Um, right. Well, I'll give you enough in addition to being a member of my SS... In the first place, I don't think I deserve the Duke's Lady with this star."And then she laughed, and then Emeralda, punched her hand in the bread."Oh, yeah. If you want to have a wedding with me, how about I tell you to bring me a prince? "Uh, it's better not to Theon. I'm not the kind of person who can deal with Mr. Emeralda..."As you can imagine, the sight of that Scion and Emeralda getting married, etc. is totally unimaginable Meer."Speaking of personality, it's likely to match Theon... that's Rafina, or..."Hmm, Meer remembers one girl riding in a carriage in the rear.Once, I drove Meer to the headstand, the face of Tiona Rudolfon, the Virgin of the Original Empire...- Hmm, speaking of which, was Mr. Tiona and Zion bound after I was executed...?Never cared before...... The previous timeline, from Meer's point of view, looked good on the two...... It is Meer who somehow wonders what fate those two followed.Emeralda, following Meer's gaze like that, looks a little dissatisfied."Nevertheless, what do you have in mind to accompany Mr. Tiona? "... for once, Mr. Tiona is my friend. He's an aristocrat. What, when I say something boring..."And Emeralda nodded with a translation face at Meer, who was going to stab the nail."Yeah, of course I know. Meer, your friend is my friend. If Mr. Tiona is being bullied, I can help you."And so, Emeralda, for once, cut the words......,"What, I'm Meer's best friend. Meer, I won't do anything to make you sad! Anyway, I'm your best friend! "Oh yeah...... I hope so..."He was a little anxious Meer to Emeralda with a grand chest stretch.
