Chapter 11: 11 On the 10 carriage road

Ten.

In the woods leading from Silverhorn to the capital, Lunatic Lake, a single carriage sickens down a paved public road with the sound of wheels and hooves.

Its carriage, composed of two early horses, is called a thousand miles carriage dedicated to dignitaries used in sudden need. It's not meant to be used for transportation, but King Solomon wants to see Mira so soon.

Shaken by such a carriage, Mira enjoys a carriage journey that is her first experience, "This is amazing, it's fast" with a view flowing out the window.

At the time of the game, the floating continent was used when traveling long distances, but at present it is not possible to open a menu for using it. Because there were commands to use floating continents on items in the system that were missing from the menu column.

However, it is also doubtful whether floating continents can be used in this world today. I decided to enjoy my current situation as a girl, even if I thought it would be more realistic, as I am in the present situation.

Less than two hours after leaving Silverhorn, Mira is letting her gaze swim a little restless. The cause is due to a physiological phenomenon that we also faced the other night.

Especially the small vibrations of the carriage continue to provide a greater sense of crisis in the lower abdomen. For this reason, Mira finally let Mira peek into your table.

"Is there anybody nearby?

"Kawaya, is it? Never heard of it, what store is it selling? It's almost Silver Wand, the city of the mountains, so let me know and I'll buy it for you."

"No, not the store...... Well, if you dare say so..."

"Tsubaki, is it chicken? Speaking of which, you still had breakfast. Okay, it's a little late, but when we get to Silver Wand, we'll have breakfast."

"Oh, that's a joke now!" [sic] "

"Hmmm... I'm sorry, but I was wondering if Silver Wand had a store with that name"

"Bye, Ra! Toilet, toilet, toilet! Oh...... it's already good here, stop it because it's done in the shade!

"Uh... Ah... Oh! Is that what happened!

If we had a body we'd been dating, we'd still have it. But the body that became the girl suddenly began to complain about the limits, and Mira instinctively feels it. Leaking as it is.

I urge Garrett, the man in the military uniform who is serving you, to poke his back repeatedly in a hurry and stop pointing at the right place in the woods.

Mira slowly slowly loosens her stride. As the breathtaking two horses jump before they stop completely, she slams up the hem of the robe in the proper shade of wood.

And I stopped moving when I saw the Drawers hiding my lower body. But that's just my hand. Both legs become somewhat inner crotch and keep treading on the ground.

How do I take it off?

Back to back with the feeling of rush, Drawers made to wear it on their own is the first time they've worn it if you try it on Mira. Naturally. Mira rethinks the idea of pulling a thousand pieces when she is inhibited by her lumbar bones in an attempt to force her to lower herself, because she is not stuck on her hips with rubber, etc. You can't break a debt to a boulder. But more than that, there is no way to leak it to borrowers. Only haste is accelerating.

Mira also fails to try to take it off while pulling it aside with her finger on Drawers waist.

In the feeling of sweat gushing out of your whole body, the area with its thin fingers gets into your eyes. And I grinned bitterly at my rush to see why I didn't realize such a natural thing.

There was a bow tied around the lace at the waist. As soon as I calmed down, I could tell, but I couldn't help it because my brain processing was jammed up in the first exhaustive situation on my unfamiliar body.

I don't know what to say if I understand, but it's time to finally get to the bottom of this. As she hurriedly unwraps it, she takes it off to her knees and kneels in, while at the same time being filled with openness, Mira strokes her chest down heavily.

By a second act, Mira, who assumes that she has completely made this body, will soon become aware of the mistake. When I got up and tried to put the Drawers back on, I remembered just before that the woman was a wipe.

What am I supposed to do?

There is no paper in hand, and there is no substitute for it. I also tried to open the item section just in case, but I only have some refined crystals and material items outside of the food.

When you close the menu, you start looking for something that can be substituted close by. In the woods, the sound of a small creature emitting into the light that plugs from the periphery. A colorful flower that gives you a peek in the poor face on the growing grass.

Mira, who looked all the way around, picked one large white petal and used it again as a substitute for crouched paper.

I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

A girl appears from behind the man who was sending his gaze in a restless manner, worried about the area where Mira jumped in.

To Mira's voice in somewhat detached condition, the man apologizes in two ways: "No, I'm sorry," he says, letting Vikri and his body stretch out of hindsight.

"Yes… First, let's serve breakfast at Silver Wand"

"Um, I guess so"

Apparently not noticed by Mira, the man who believed so makes the carriage run again under the guise of calm.

About an hour after the disturbance. The road is going well and the carriage is already running to Silver Wand. But the only thing going well was on the road. Mira was now facing a ordeal she hadn't imagined.

(What is this? It stings. Hindi -)

In the carriage, Mira rolls over the seat and gets bored with the burning pain of the inner lower part of the diameter that she has never experienced before.

When I began to feel uncomfortable, I expected something specific to a woman from the place. However, when I take off the drawers and check the source of discomfort without suffering the pain that gradually gets worse, I think of the cause.

(Was it poison...)

The answer to my arrival is a single petal. Rather, Mira said it was the only reason I could think of. Because if it was a symptom specific to a woman, I can't even imagine it.

When you hit it, open the item field to see if there is anything you can do. And take one pill out of some of the items that were always available.

It is a cure called 'universal ointment' that can restore abnormal conditions and heal some wounds.

When Mira gives in to round the corner of the seat even though she feels a little resistance, she waits for the ointment to appear with a groaning thought.

Predictably, the symptoms caused by petal poison are cured by the detoxifying action of the ointment.

(1) Relieved Mira shrugged as she rolled into her seat, "No more..."

Approximately enough from the petal disturbance. When the carriage stops slowly, Garrett peeks into his face from your podium.

"Dear Mira, we have arrived at Silver Wand. Do you want to head to the dining room? Or should I buy you something?

Mira thinks just a little bit,

At the corner, let's go to the cafeteria.

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In the first place, until now, the majority of things lived enough with VR Virtual Reality. As rare as it is to walk under the sky properly, it was time for work to be sent by courier when even shopping was done on VR.

But right now, this world is different. Walking through the woods with people, rocked by carriages. They are an overwhelming inconvenience compared to life before. But Mira is starting to feel fun about it all right now.

Feeling that being too convenient narrows people's minds, Mira wants to go through as much as she can, and descends from the carriage under the blue sky.

Silver Wand.

Located in the valley of the mountain range between Lunatic Lake and Silverhorn, it is known as the city of those who produce agriculture, forestry, mining, etc.

Transactions also flourished in a fairly large city, as it is the largest relay point of military power between the capital and the country.

Where Mira is now is parked in the city's commercial district. There are several carriages parked on large lawn grounds, where horses are cared for, fed, etc. in stables lined up there.

Parking is basically chargeable and the usage fee is incurred on an hourly basis, but there is no charge because the area where the thousand miles carriage has stopped is a parking lot reserved for the kingdom surrounded by fences. This also means that the carriage of royalty, nobility and the special people involved in it stops.

Therefore, it is not necessary to gather the gaze of those who were in or near the parking lot.

The man who is the caretaker of this place alternates between the girl and the man in military uniform. Obviously because I know a lot about Garrett Astre, the man who follows me as a girl's escort. Not only because he's the one who manages the parking lot dedicated to carriages, but there won't be anyone in this city who doesn't know this man in military uniform, the deputy commander of the tank squad.

There's no way such a big guy would just escort a girl, etc. If you are a nobleman, you will have blood in your royal family at best.

Of course, everyone's attention goes to the girl who's with the big guy in the Royal Army. Everyone loses words honoring their appearance to the appearance of Mira, who wraps her robe with her white skin, lustrous silver hair and a bow on her seemingly intense eyes. I couldn't think of a word more worthy of the girl than that. Everyone just gets their horizons taken away and only stares silently at the girl.

The city of Silver Wand is a landscape as if surrounded by mountains, and Mira looks up into the sky as she stretches wide enough to relax her body.

I move my gaze further into the birds flying out of every forest as I follow them with my eyes as they fly across the edge of my eyes. Then my body was naturally circling in circles, but I wasn't aware of it at all.

I tell the parking attendant the time to go back and look after the horse. As I lowered my face, listening somehow to Garrett's voice, I glance at the lawn, trying to distract myself from the signs being seen from my surroundings.

(It has been seen. I'm laughing that these clothes are weird. Absolutely.)

Mira assumes it's something she's mocking herself about, and as she desperately tries to escape her gaze, Garrett returns to finish the story.

"Thank you for waiting. Does Mira have anything to eat?"

To Garrett, who asks, Mira answers, "It is good with the Lord's recommendations, etc.," while trying to hide in the shadow of her large body. A horn on the rabbit and a small poke in the back that wants to leave the scene early.

"Now let me show you where I'm going."

The appearance of a girl clamping Garrett in a hurry for something is overflowing with a smile like a parent or child. At the same time, the question arises as to who the hell is the girl who is escorted by the deputy commander of the tank squad. The only thing they have in common is that I'm sure they'll finally get away with it, and that I've been the most beautiful girl they ever met.

Mila and Garrett, who leave the parking lot and enter the trail from the city's boulevard, arrive in front of a dining room and lodging.

"It's this way. It's a small place, but I guarantee the flavor."

What Mira looked up to was a wooden building. The swing door bears the name of the store, "The evening corner pavilion". It is a common type of door in western plays that can be seen in the store, but only the ceiling can be seen on Mira's back to know how it is.

"It's been a long time since you've been here. How rude of you to say you're so small."

Suddenly, when the two of them looked back at the voice of the woman they heard from behind, there stood a woman in her twenties with a shopping cage in both hands staring at Garrett. Rustic but beautiful and chestnut hair peeking from a triangle scarf hangs on her shoulder. The white and blue apron dress is embroidered with the "evening corner pavilion," claiming to be from this store.

"Oh, Shelly. Long time no see."

"Really. Not at all. Face some more... what!? Who's that cute girl?

Shelley, who placed the shopping cage, strokes her hand around its head in a natural stream, as she catches Mira's eye as she looks up next to Garrett.

"Become, don't!

Mira, who paid Shelley's hand, decides that the woman in front of her is also a race that treats herself as a child, and hides herself so that Garrett can replace her shield.

"Huh! What's so cute about this girl?

Shelley has a vigilant look over Garrett, her mother becomes fully open to the likeness of Mira's little animal.

"This is Mira."

"Heh, I'm Mira. That's cute. Mira."

Shelley packs her time with Mira so that she can loosen her expression even further.

"Shelly, please leave it around because Mira doesn't like it."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Mira keeps her words hidden in the shadows. The appearance further accelerated the runoff, but Shelley's first priority was not to be hated and restrained.

"Hey, Garrett. So, Mira, what are you doing?

"I'm on my way to Lunatic Lake, but I haven't had breakfast yet."

"So you came to us. Well done."

Shelley opens the swing door when she brings back the shopping cage and guides the two of them.

"Look, the counter seat's empty, so wait....... is Mira still mad?

Shelley stares at Mira with a slightly unfortunate look as she remains hidden in Garrett's shadow and has yet to lift her guard.

"I don't think Mira would be angry about this."

Garrett's right, Mira's not mad. It's just simply embarrassing to be treated like a child.

But as it is against her will to make a woman look lonely, Mira leaves Garrett's shadow.

"Don't treat me like a child."

Yes, I only told him one word. But to Shelley, that made her look like the girl she wanted to shake as an adult, and now she was driven by the urge to hug as much as she wanted, which in an instant shook off the limit.

"Mira is adorable!

From beside what I was told, Shelley leaves the momentum to jump when she throws out the shopping cage. Mira, embraced all the time, couldn't force herself to unravel because it was a direct expression of affection, and shrugged in a sigh of sigh, "Whatever I like anymore..."

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