Chapter 12: 12 11 Continuous Carriage Road

Eleven.

Mira moisturizes her throat with the strawberry ole Shelley gave her after dinner at the corner pavilion at dusk.

The taste of the milk, which is sweet and has a fair mix of strawberry acidity, is only compatible with Mira's taste, and her expression is naturally broken.

Of course Shelly couldn't have missed that moment. "Mira, you're so cute!" and hug her. I understand that you served strawberry ole and that it's useless to say anything to Shelley, but Mira will be completely given up.

Garrett was colluding with Barga, the manager of this inn and Shelley's father, as she looked smiling at the two like that. "So, whenever you get me a daughter-in-law," Garrett said to a Balga opponent whose eyes aren't laughing while joking. Sometimes this is the reason why we don't stop by this inn anymore.

This man named Barga, short hair of the same color as Sherry, cooks very delicate dishes with a fine body forged in the mountains.

The content of the meal they both ate was a chicken sandwich with roast birds and vegetables pinched in white bread that Garrett had asked for, remembering the story of the quail, and a tart of pudding that Shelley had brought to Mira to eat. These are both Barga pieces, and the flavor is overflowing with attention to appearance, of course. So when I guide you through the recommendations, I skip my own business and Garrett introduces you to this inn.

"Shall we come then?"

Garrett drinks up a cup of herbal tea in anticipation of Mira finishing her strawberry ole. At the same time, Shelley pointing her mouth.

"Uh, take it a little slower."

"That's not how it works. I'm still at work."

"Um, let's just say we're going fast"

Mira takes a seat to escape Shelley's hand.

"Oh, Mira."

Shelley, who unfortunately stares at Mira as she slips through but starts cleaning up the counter, can be popular as the store's billboard daughter.

"Then it was a treat. I'll come back again."

"Have a treat."

"Come back. And so is your daughter. I'll have strawberries ready for you anytime."

Mira responds to the word strawberry ole while preparing a robe full of ribbons.

"Hmm, I thought I'd let this girl get in the way when she's not here."

Propose a minimum compromise line.

"Mira's Iji-woo"

"I'm going out to buy it out before noon, so maybe that's a good time."

"Ho ho, let's just try to remember"

"Even your father..."

Shelley deliberately greeted the counter and was defeated by a reality where no one was on her side.

After the evening corner pavilion, the two went straight back to the parking lot and Mira boarded the carriage before being exposed to sight. The two horses are well cared for by the caretaker and in a good mood. When the harness is worn, it hisses vigorously to the point where it does not make you feel so tired or dusty.

Garrett's assignment was rushed as far as sending out a thousand miles of carriage. However, in order to instruct them to escort them carefully, no matter how hasty they may be, they cannot tolerate breakfast. So I took a break at Silver Wand, which was supposed to be bare.

Even though he felt time was pressing him, Garrett grabbed the reins and ran the carriage.

There's no reason to know that. Mira looks at the city of Silver Wand through the window of the carriage with interest.

You mean a city made in the last thirty years?

The city named Silver Wand is not in Mira's memory. Feel the flow of the times and let your heart jump at the freshness of the landscape passing by.

The carriage leads through the main street and after the city, it enters the forest road. Climb straight up the road and you'll eventually reach the place you've pioneered. The front is a cut cliff, reinforced by countless blocks of stone. The public highway continued long and deep into the large half-moon hole at its center.

Mira, who remains in the carriage, is suddenly surprised by the dimmed view when she thinks she has gone out of the woods to explore it. The stone walls visible through the windows lead to the back everywhere, and the light at the entrance gradually dwindles.

Mira thinks the carriage went into the tunnel in light of the place, the situation, and the tinnitus.

But Mira, who doesn't remember a tunnel or anything in the mountain between Lunatic Lake and Silverhorn, turns to your table.

"It's amazing to see such a tunnel. When did you do it?

"Is this the Benedict Tunnel? Indeed, this tunnel was started thirty years ago at the behest of Solomon. I heard it took me five years to complete."

"Well, was it?"

(Oh, man. Do your job properly.)

Mira looks straight at the front and can see that the lights are lit by an intangible technique arranged at equal intervals, illuminating the tunnel. Although there is a slight diminution, there is no problem without a book to read.

The capital, Lunatic Lake and Silverhorn, are very inconvenient to get to and from because they are separated by mountain ranges. If floating continents cannot be used and only carriages, etc. are available, this tunnel can be considered a must.

And Mira picked up one word from Garrett's information. That's the word Solomon's instructions and thirty years ago.

That also means that Solomon lived in this world from thirty years before Dumbleff disappeared.

All we have to do is see if the player Solomon himself or something else.

If you can get through the tunnel and cross the mountains, it's not too late to arrive. Mira returns to her seat and just looks out a thousand uniform windows.

A vibration similar to the echoing hoof and wheel sounds, monotonous views, good fullness and sway. As a result of these exquisitely combined, Mira began to shake her head and freshly take a small nap.

Through the tunnel, the blue sky stretches forward, with a distant view of the three-day moon-shaped lake reflecting the colour of its sky.

There is an Alkaite castle inhabited by King Solomon of the Kingdom of Alkaite near the centre bordering the lake, with the capital, Lunatic Lake, spreading around the lake.

The carriage with Mira currently runs through a forest that stretches across the hem as it descends the mountain, hitting the luggage plateau, which hung pale and dusk.

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The meadow was cluttered with grass and countless rock skins, and the small animals lurking there occasionally peered through the gap and dropped off the carriage for something.

Mira rubs her eyes with the back of her hand when she wakes up with the light plugged in because the sun starts to tilt, and leans to the opposite side to escape the light. Then he makes a small extension, places his arm on the window frame and attaches a cheek cane. Take out the apple ole and tilt the bottle to moisten your thirsty throat, looking at the view flowing slowly in the distance early in front.

The wind entering through the window sweeps Mira's silver hair and strokes her to plunder the lit body she had just woken from her nap.

"Well, this one's gonna get big too."

Moving her gaze forward, Mira leaks her admiration when she sees the large streets leaning against a three-day moon-shaped lake that extends far in the direction of progress.

The capital, Lunatic Lake, which appears to overlook far from the Lugged Plateau, is surrounded by lakes by walls that circle as large as a full moon.

The city was even larger than Mira's memory.

In it, Mila, who finds a large building that stands out, turns her face to the throne again.

"What about that big building in the city?

"Is it a big building?

As Mira calls out pointing to the city, Garrett looks at the girl's pleasant side and confirms where to point her finger as she bounces her feelings.

The first thing you'll notice when they say it's a big building is Alkaite Castle, which sits in the center. However, if it is difficult to assume that Mira is asking such preliminary questions, Garrett confirms four buildings that can be considered large buildings that can be seen outside the castle.

In the city, there is a distinctive facility that stands out from the royal castle just halfway between the walls and between east, west, north and south. That's what everyone knows if they live in Lunatic Lake.

"Oh, you mean the five-line mechanism?"

"With the five-row mechanism?

"Yeah, that facility was based on a five-line city plan proposed by Dear Solomon, and it started to be built at the same time as the Benedict Tunnel.

Built sequentially with waste disposal plants in the south, drug discovery laboratories in the north, artisan workshops in the west, and Alkaite schools in the east, collectively they are called five-row mechanisms. "

"Oh, I see."

Yin Yang Five-Row Ideas Used for Feng Shui called Wood Fire Saturday and Golden Water, etc. Mira is greatly convinced that Solomon's policy of building that city, which can also be seen in the capital of Kyoto and elsewhere, is what he thinks.

Solomon's feng shui lover began with an event in the game. Then she studied with enthusiasm, and Mira was asked a lot of questions about how lucky she was with money and how lucky she was at work.

Mariana's feng shui restraint is also due to the fact that Solomon taught her feng shui.

Convinced Mira returns to her seat, she puts her arm on the window frame again and attaches her cheek cane. Capturing the city in sight, which is now still visible far away, he put his lips on the sipping apple ole with a view of the occasionally lazy swarm of migratory birds entering the bird cloud.

The weather is beautiful and the current situation is rocked by carriages against the backdrop of a long idle plateau.

Sometimes I was confused, but I wonder if this situation now falls into the category of 'happiness'. Mira begins to think so gradually.

Put the finished Apple Ole bottle in the corner at your feet and you take out two new Apple Oles.

Mira, who put a little face on your stand, said, "Do you want a drink, too, Lord?" and recommend it to Garrett.

"Oh, thank you, Master Mira"

When Garrett falls in love with Mira for a moment, smiling innocently but haunting the ladylike atmosphere, she receives Apple ole like she panicked.

"Why did your Lord join the army?

I asked casually, Mira. I was in the mood to talk about something.

"Is that why you joined the army?"

"That's right......" Garrett whines and mouths Apple ole, reflexively leaking her words to its exquisite taste and the feeling that her heart is soothing. Mira tried to "do that" or answered with her face.

"Is it my father's influence, after all?"

"Hmm. Is your father in the army, too?

"Yes. I'm embarrassed to say this, but it's my admiration. He's the captain of the Magic Knights most squad, and I want to join the Magic Knights one day and work for my father."

"You're not a filial son. If you say so, your father will be glad."

"No, you can't say this against a boulder. Don't tell me this, Master Mira."

The look on Garrett's face, with his finger on his mouth and telling him to keep it a secret, is very gentle, and I can see that he sincerely thinks of my father. Slightly, it was also a trick to teach the child, but Mira's heart, with its warm emotions spread, tolerates it.

"Fair enough. Your father is a happy man."

"Is that right?

"Well, if I were a father, I'd want a filial son like you."

"Mira, isn't she my father, my mother?"

"Ah, will it..."

I tend to forget to stick around, but now I laugh bitterly recognising that I was a girl.

Mira ends by stroking Garrett's head all the time saying, "Don't refine -" and then returns to her seat. I was embarrassed to say, "Yes. But on the boulder, I smiled at Garrett.

My mother, not my father. I didn't think about it at all, but I think back if I were to be a parent, I wouldn't be.

Nevertheless, if that were to happen, such an act would be necessary, but I cannot imagine a single piece of myself being held by someone first, and Mira renounces thinking if she doesn't want to.

I don't hate children. Instead, what would I do and play with if I had a child, and how would I name it? I remember thinking about that with my girlfriend. It's a distant memory now.

I realized, in a way, Mira, that it would be okay if I could just watch her not be a parent. You can enjoy the present as a new form of your second life, trying to think about it then. To conclude so, I drank the second apple ole.

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