Tearmoon Empire Story

"Go ahead, come here"

Whenever in the church that was put through, the priest's room was as primitive as ever, and there wasn't much stuff.

"I'm sorry there's nothing. I'm generous enough to help, but I'm too busy to get around to it."

He was such a bitter priest, but for that matter repairs to the exterior walls of churches and orphanages seemed to be progressing.

If this is the case, at least it won't be like being plagued by a gap wind.

- Putting your room behind you is such an attitude.

Not all people who work in poor neighborhoods are clean and clean. There are also people who want to fatten their private bellies, aiming at State aid.

Even with Ludwig's arranged financial assistance in it, I still find myself unexpectedly impressed with his attitude, Meer...

"Speaking of which, Her Royal Highness made friendship with the Virgin..."

I remember Fu! In the face, the priest said.

"Holy Virgin......, oh, you mean Lafina. Yeah, we're definitely friends now."

I would add in my heart that I didn't really want to be near you...

- Because that guy, he's scared...

Meer thinks so, but she really liked it, and a letter was being sent to her saying she was on summer vacation.

I can't believe I'm not returning it, so I have to write you back...

- Oh, it's depressing. It would be tough if you wrote bad things and hated them!

and so on and was sighing mea.

"Oh, my God! Again, I wanted the rumors to be true!

Hearing Meer's words, he raised his voice as the priest was excited. No heart......, his eyes look sparkling.

For him, belonging to the Central Orthodox Church, Rafina is a being on the clouds. So I don't know if I'm excited...

- Kind of like a fan of stage actresses, huh?

Meer had previously remembered what had happened at the Grand Theatre where she had visited to see it.

At that time, we surrounded the popular actress with a large number of customers, so...,

"Um, if you don't mind, next time I'll give you an autograph..."

- I was a real fan!

From the priest, Meer receives a portrait of Rafina with a tremendously disgusting face, "If possible, I would be very happy to have my name included..." and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so forth and so on and so forth and so forth and so forth.

By the way, that portrait, but it seems to have been made in large quantities when Rafina was born in the Principality of Velga.

Calling lots of painters, making portraits of their daughters, Meer smelled the same as her own father to Lord Velga, who is handing them out with great joy!

- Rafina, you're in trouble too...

It's just a little sympathetic Meer.

After a delightful exchange that feels like..., Meer finally gets to the point.

"By the way, this Kanzaki is a shape-shift..."

"Oh, yeah, I did"

The priest, who was about to speak of Rafina's splendor, nodded loudly to change his mind,

"That child's mother is like from a minority tribe living in the forest area of the imperial border, but she has ties to other tribal men and has had that child. You think that's why you fought with your parents and brought that kid who was a baby out to Empire City? But he got sick when he was young, and he died."

“Few Tribes on the Border," the moment I heard the word, an unpleasant chill ran on Meer's spine.

Diary descriptions go past the back of the brain.

Meer's instinct tells.

That I am already on the verge of being trampled to death!

"... What if that tribe is not the Loulou tribe?

"Oh, that's the princess. Did you know..."

The priest looked a little surprised, but nodded as soon as he was convinced.

"If you are the most princess, no wonder you know. I'm your friend Rafina..."

A priest who raises his praise for Meer in a strange way.

He was originally highly regarded for Meer, but already a fan of someone else, he didn't seem to join the Meer fan club.

Aside from that......,

"Well! If it's that important, you can't have it!

No way. In a playful voice, Meer said. I may have received it, but I don't know what will happen because of this.

This is the best hand I can give back early......

"No, please take that. Because she gave it to me."

The priest narrows his eyes with a smile.

"By Her Royal Highness, that girl has always wanted to thank you since she was brought in. It's a gift from her heart."

- At that point in time, I know! You don't have to tell me!

"So, please. From Her Royal Highness's point of view, it may look like a crude product, but I hope you don't throw it away..."

"Take it for granted. I'm not gonna scratch one!

Meer, blocked on the escape route, takes the next step. It's...,

"And sometimes when you're here, you can..., if you wear it..."

"I'll wear it every day!

If you can't return it, you have no choice.

Only to take care of it as much as possible, and yet, to have a friendly relationship with that boy.

If the escape route is only there, then we will only run through it as hard as we can.

"Can you tell her that I was very happy?

"Really? If Her Royal Highness likes you, she'll be delighted."

Ho relieved, the priest smiled.

Meer was unaware that the behavior would affect unexpected things.