Tearmoon Empire Story

Episode 7: Heroin’s… penetration?

Now, Meer, who left the cafeteria, came to the girls’ dorm room in Strina.

–Well, if they bring you in, it’s the only way. But…

With the door in front of her room, Meer feels hesitant.

By now, I wonder if the conversation of hot friendship is going on inside, so I’m surprised…

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That won’t be poisoned, but when I think about how Stryna felt when she lost her bell, she’s scared and sorry to interrupt….

I don’t have time to relax.

Meer looks at the girl standing beside her, Patricia… she doesn’t move her face like a doll, she just leans her neck small, huh, roars.

–If this child is involved with the snake, there must be some sort of conspiracy going on.This kid doesn’t seem that threatening, but be careful.

It is the way of the snake to try to burn the whole country with a small spark.Be careful, even if it is harmless or trivial.So, Meer, take a deep breath, and then you’ll never slap the door with your heart! but….!

Oh, you’re not here.

There was no reaction. As a precaution, I keep my ears close to the door to see what’s going on inside, but I can’t hear anything from inside.

“I thought you were just talking about things in your room, but did you mean you went somewhere…?”

Meer, after a moment of reasoning…

“I see… it’s no wonder you’re out of town.After reunion with my best friend, it is popularity that makes me want to go out to town to buy food.Besides, there’s no better place to go than St. Noel…. ”

So, Meer remembers the face of Straina who was eating cake in the dining room.

Stryna, like Meer, is also the one who draws the blood of the Tier Moon Emperor.Then the physical evidence will be sufficient.

Well then, you need to go look for it.

Fortunately, Meer is familiar with St. Noel’s shopping spots.

The Empire’s wisdom network is not fake.

“Um, Dr. Meer, where are you going?”

“I’m going out to town. Isn’t the opportunity to walk around the town of St. Noel valuable?”

“St. Noel…? Island of the Principality of Verga?”

“Yes, well, it’s a good learning opportunity for snakes, isn’t it?”

Patricia nodded honestly to Meer’s question.

As soon as I left the dormitory, a strong wind blew in.

Ya!

Sweet screams are ringing!

Yes, Meer, who went up to high school, was different.

As a lovely heroine, I wore something called a loving princess!If a strong wind suddenly blows, you can even scream cutely – can you?

“Oh, are you okay, Patricia?”

… and I thought, Meer, with a soft face, I called out to my neighbor Patricia.

Oh my God, it wasn’t Meer who screamed, it was Patricia!

Incidentally, Meer was blown by the wind and said, “Oh, wow, what a wind!He didn’t break his grand attitude.Because that face smiles so much…

Since I began to like horseback riding, I’ve become friends with the wind… but I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t panic when I was hit by a strong wind, or if there were rumors of strange piercing and my heroin power dropped…

Well, that doesn’t matter…

“I wonder if this wind is going to keep us out of the lake for a while.”

Hmm, that’s what worries me.

The impact was also felt in the towns that were going to be visited.Some stores close their stores without delivering items, and even if they are open, their menus are limited.

Meer knows everything about the sweet shops on St. Noel.

The Empire’s Sweets Intelligence Network is not a dash!

“Well, of course there won’t be any food left…When it’s time to eat mushrooms in the woods…. ”

It was Meer who experienced the famine.If you’re ready, it’s not enough to put up with three meals in a forest mushroom.

No, I’d rather…

– Isn’t the Velgar mushroom salted or something delicious?Eating it together sounds like a little fun.

I’m even excited about it like that…Meer’s stomach in battle changes with every delicious event of this magnitude.

“Well, in this storm, no one can come from outside… it should be safer than usual.I’m in a hurry…. ”

Mea slowly walks around town, whilst crushing.

Slowly, slowly, slowly, and forcefully pushing your back.

Nostalgic enemies were waiting for her to get there, and now Meer had no choice but to know.