92 90 Poison planted in the back teeth, youre not drinking it by mistake, are you? (2/2)
”Ursi, keep an eye on me”
”On!”
Fran has called Salut to his room. It's almost dawn, but it sounds like you were on your turn without sleeping.
”Is he the assassin?
”Mmm.”
So the assassin was interrogated again. Answer the approximate question honestly if you are already at the extreme of giving up. It's a lie, I'm sure it's true.
”Hmm... you don't seem to be lying. Whose the hell is it...”
Various possibilities are probably being considered in Salut's head. We don't know, we must have all sorts of suspects in mind.
”Let's just take this guy”
”Mmm.”
”We'll talk about the future tomorrow. I'll give you a thank you, so stay tuned.”
”More than that, I look forward to breakfast”
”Ha ha. You can eat all you want, have as much fun as you want!
The following day at noon. Fran, who woke up late, had surprised everyone by showing off his rough business of eating breakfast and lunch at the same time. I wonder if he's a squirrel beast, not a cat, so much so that his cheeks are packed with bread.
As if throwing it into dimensional storage, the meal disappears. Salute has his eyes round too.
”Fran, what are your plans for the future?
”Do you have a destination somewhere?
”Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
”... sorry. Question after meal.”
”To”
And as Fran tucked nearly 10 servings in his belly and pommed his swollen belly, Prince Furt opened his mouth again.
”I heard Fran is traveling, is it a journey with a destination?
”Mm. Ulmut”
”So, on a boat?
”Mm. Barbora first”
”Right...... Have you arranged the ship? I think the ship has already been buried due to the large number of people heading to the Moon Festival.”
”Seriously?”
”Barbora's Lunar Banquet Festival is one of the finest in Cransel.”
”It's busier than the king's capital, isn't it?
I didn't know that. So you're saying we can't make it to Barbora for another few days? At the time the inn was buried, you should have imagined. Though I would have loved to show Fran a festival of the country's finest size.
”I didn't know.”
”There's just a way to get on the boat, right?
”Would you like to be hired as our escort? We can get to Barbora.”
”I'll pay you. Our purpose is the Barbora Lunar Banquet Festival, so we'll be there in time for the festival.”
Prince Furt and Princess Satya come up with a mouthful of suggestions. Isn't that bad?
I don't know if I can find a decent ship from now on. If it's the princes' boat, you can expect it. Plus, he's the same age as Fran I know because of him. It's a shame to break up here.
”I would particularly like to ask you to prepare for the Warcraft”
”Even though there are knights?
Apparently, a large Warcraft figure was confirmed offshore. We have all the power we need if it's normal, but I'm a little nervous when it comes to being a big warcraft.
So, just in case, he wants to make sure he has the strength to stand up for his arms. And the reason was that a white feather arrow stood on Fran, who stood with more arms than Salut and had no fear of being an assassin.
”Your Highness! I don't need you to be on your own! Hire such unidentified things as escorts, etc!
I guess the samurai celid hadn't been heard anything. All of a sudden, he's raising his anger.
But the princes stared at me and shut me up with regret. You're staring at me so much.
(Master, can I take it?
Oh, Fran is motivated.
'Isn't that nice? It's big enough to get on a boat.'
”Mm-hmm. You can take it”
”Oh, that helps.”
So we were supposed to escort the royal family.