Chapter 82
Episode 80: Selfish Situations
Meer kept thinking about the soldiers in the garrison with a grin of consolation.
– Pull the soldiers…
The kind of battle that leads directly to my own guillotine is about to begin right now.
This situation, where the crisis was burning like a flame…, Meer’s brain was increasing its rotational speed just screaming.
Meer smiles lovingly when she meets the soldiers, whilst blurring her gaze into the universe.
The soldiers breathed unexpectedly.
Originally, with the slippery skin Anne cares for over her hand salt and the horseshan effect and sarcastically beautiful hair, Meer now has the most powerful cuteness in Meer history.
In addition, the outfit is somewhat common, horseback riding clothing, such as that not worn by the great nobility.
Dion’s soldiers were colloquially struck by the atmosphere that such a princess, somewhere out of focus, has a blurry eye…, her floating away princess THE.
“Oh, how beautiful…, is that Her Highness Princess Meer”
“I didn’t know you could come to comfort me for a lower end soldier like us… what a”
I’m snubbing around or something like that. What challenging soldiers they were.
Meer kept thinking with the touching and trembling soldiers in mind.
Trump cards exist in Meer.
Yes, selfish.
Most of the time, I go through with Meer’s selfishness. It can be overshadowed with imperial selfishness, even by order of the Black Moon Province, which is the military command department.
This is a fatal flaw that has given rise to numerous tragedies, but in this case it can be described as a major weapon.
But it’s never omnipresent.
The question is whether conditions can be put in place to speak of selfishness.
– It’s hard.
Whatever you want, the situation of letting the soldiers pull off selfishly didn’t work out well for Meer.
For example, suppose Meer said “pull the soldiers” without any foretaste.
What will happen? Will Captain Dion truly take it and pull the soldiers?
The answer is probably no.
I’m sure around the deputy captain,
“Ha ha, are you by the general? Your Highness, you’re quite brave.”
and so on and it is over with laughter.
Don’t let them think it’s a disjointed child bullshit.
Meer needs to create a situation where it’s not strange to be selfish.
– I hope there’s some good way… Oh?
So Meer noticed unexpectedly. Kind of like a subtle change of scenery around?
Big trees, trees, trees just looking up.
It was in the deep woods, as Anne’s sister, Ellis, would appear in the stories she writes.
The beast path where Meers stand is also thin and winding, with no prospect of ahead.
“Um… what is this place?
“Hmm? I told you earlier, didn’t I? He said he was going into the woods.”
“………… to?
Meer opened her mouth, unwittingly, pompous.
So, in the woods, it’s the front line.
“Come on, sasa, frontline!?
“That’s right, because the battle hasn’t started yet. If you don’t, I don’t think you’ll get attacked all of a sudden.”
And, I added, Meer hadn’t heard at all.
– Wow, what a way to get me into the gap where I’m thinking!?
Even when it comes to inspections, Meer didn’t want to see the woods apart. Or even I didn’t want to come to the garrison in the first place.
Meer is only here to stop the conflict. Yet!
Dion whispered in a low voice to Meer, who tried to complain by accident.
“Oh, I’ll tell you first, Your Highness, go ahead, don’t inadvertently touch the forest stuff”
“Huh?”
“For them this forest tree is a precious asset given to them by God. If they treated that badly, you wouldn’t be able to complain if the arrows flew in, would you?
– I’ll complain! I can’t help but be scared of arrows flying all of a sudden!
Meer glanced at the fright and the trees around her.
I feel like I could see the men with no heart or arrows in the dark, and the hearts of the little ones creep up.
“Don’t worry about it. Get back to town quickly…… heck!
Do-doo, make a loud noise, and Meer soaked up.
My feet were taken by the twisted and uplifting roots.
“Your Highness, you’re okay and awesome!?
“Are you hurt!?
Raise the voice that the Kingsguards seem worried about.
In contrast, Dion sighed with an open face.
“Be careful, Your Highness. It’s not the Empire City.”
Still, I’m reaching out to Meer. Meer took that hand,
“Oh, my God, it’s bad that I have roots in this place. This tree… ah”
Moment……, Meer flashed.
“Yes, it is…… This tree is bad!
garlic, with a bad grin, was Meer looking up at the tree.