Otome Game Mob Villain Chapter 47

It takes several days to get to Renalute by carriage.

When I heard this at the mansion, I didn't pay much attention to it, but now I find it ridiculous.

It was hell to travel such a distance by carriage.

"Geez!"

'Get used to it, .......'

Father calls out to , looking a little dismayed.

The tone of his voice is gentle, as expected.

The father is looking calm.

"Why are you so calm?" I asked him, and his reply was, "used to it."

When he was a child, my father used to vomit a lot, just like .

It was a rare occasion for him to tell about his childhood.

It was a very good ti of father and son mont .

If not for this sickness.

But why do I get so sick?

I thought about the cause with a strong desire to do sothing about it, only to find out that there is nothing I can do about it now.

There are two main reasons.

(1) The road is bad. (It is not paved.)

That's right.

There is no Asphalt like in my previous life.

All the roads have wild blooming flowers.

And there is no grass on the streets where people co and go, but instead there are carriage wheel marks and the roads are bumpy to begin with.

According to my father, the roads leading to the imperial capital are still good, but the roads leading to Renalute are pretty rough.

(2) There is nothing like suspension on the carriage.

No, I don't think they have any asures against vibration.

However, the road to Renalute may be special, or at any rate, the vibrations coming from the ground are not fully absorbed and are directly transmitted to the carriage.

It was a barrage of horizontal and vertical shaking.

I think even amusent park rides are a bit gentler than this.

The above information shows that I was experiencing severe sickness, but unfortunately there was no way to avoid it.

I would like to get out of the carriage and walk, but that would slow down my arrival greatly.

I thought about asking to be carried on the horse that the knights are riding, but they and my father would not accept it.

So I will have to endure the shaking.

"Ugh. ......"

"......"

Father looked at with pity, but I couldn't do anything about it.

I was going to go to the hospital.

The day progressed smoothly over the distance we had planned, and we were just about halfway to Renalute.

And there was an inn town at that position, so we decided to stay there today.

Originally, I wanted to look around the inn town, but I was too sick to do so.

Perhaps it was because we had been shaken for a long ti in the carriage, but when we got off the carriage and stood on the ground, I felt land-sickness coming over and I felt wobbly again.

Land-sickness is said to be a kind of sickness that occurs when the body recognizes that it is normal to be shaken all the ti, and the body recognizes that land without any shaking is abnormal.

Either way, it is said that the only way to cure it is to take a rest.

However, if we rest in the inn town today, does it an that our bodies, which have beco used to the horse-drawn carriage, will start getting sick again from tomorrow with a scratch?

Thinking of this, nausea began to set in again.

But since there was nothing to vomit, I could only gag.

Yes, it was hell.

My father looked at with an unusually worried look on his face.

,"I'm sure it's true. It must be hard to go that way on a horse-drawn carriage for the first ti. Shall we rest earlier?"

"I so grateful for your kindness, father. I will take your advice for today. ......"

I took his words as they were.

After that, I was shown to a room in what was probably the finest hotel in the inn town, and I imdiately lay down on the bed.

Then there was a knock at the door.

Who could it be? voice , ca " Pardon ," and Diana, dressed as a maid, ca into the room.

"What is it? Deanna, you're dressed like that ......."

Deanna blushed a little and said shyly.

'I will be your attendant and caretaker while you are in Renalute, so please call if you need anything."

When she finished, she bowed her head.

Deanna has brown hair and blue eyes.

She is a knight belonging to the Order of the Knights and Rubens' love interest.

She usually wears a knight's uniform and her long hair pulled back in a ponytail.

She is probably my bodyguard.

Her hair is still in a ponytail and she is dressed in a maid's uniform.

But can she be my escort in a maid's uniform?

'I know it's ant to be an escort, but can you fight in a maid's uniform?"

I asked a simple question.

'...... don't worry, Master Rid.'

She then lifted up the skirt of her maid's uniform.

Then, there were a number of things, dagger holders, I guess you'd say, on her legs.

"There are more: ......."

Then she showed more and more dark weapons.

I was so embarrassed that I couldn't believe it.

I pulled a face and said, "Okay, that's enough ......," and stopped her.

"Oh...is it okay?" She looked a little frustrated.

I wondered why she looked so dissatisfied.

"But aren't knights supposed to be sword oriented? "

I asked her again.

"Why does Deanna have so many black weapons? I an, do knights use dark weapons?'

'Master Rid. The body structure is different between n and won. There are cases in which a woman cannot manage to fight against a man because of the problem of body size. At that ti, it is one thing to rely on such a dark instrunt. Because I did everything I could to join the Order."

I had an image of Deanna as a neat and tidy person, but in fact, she seems to be an assassin type who can use anything, even dark weapons.

I felt an unfathomable fear in the smiling Deanna.

"But I was still a little concerned about her relationship with Rubens."

"Is it because of Rubens that you worked so hard?"

I was so afraid of him. No, after all, I worked harder for myself than for him. ..…

Oh, she was blushing and fidgeting.

I was smiling at her and saying, "Couscous."

Then she cleared her throat, looked at and said.

"And anyway, I will be Master Rid's personal assistant while you are in Renalute, so please take care of ."

She bowed to .

"Yes, it will be nice to work with you."

I replied to Deanna with a smile.

After that, Deanna thanked for pushing Rubens.

She had wanted to thank for a long ti.

"When I first called Rubens a coward, I was very angry, but I heard that Master Rid told Rubens to take my words to heart. Thank you so much."

'No, , I had nothing to do with it. I think Rubens could have stepped forward because of what you two have been up until now."

As expected, Rubens couldn't say that he had been asked for advice about Diana before they started dating, so he cut through for now with a few bland words.

Apparently, this thank-you was the main thing in her mind, rather than the talk of escorting as a maidservant.

After that, we chatted a little about Rubens, and Deanna said, "Well, I'd better get back. If you need anything else, please call right away." She bowed to and left the room.

Perhaps talking with Deanna had helped sober up, but I was feeling much better.

But I still felt like I wasn't fully recovered, so I decided to go to bed once again.

Just as I was about to go to bed, there was another knock at my door.

Who could it be this ti?

Chris ca into the room, saying, "Excuse ," as I replied.

Chris ca into the room and looked at with a very worried expression on her face.

'Um, what's wrong?"

No, I heard that Master Rid was very sick on the first carriage ride, so I thought I would offer this to you if you don't mind: ......."

She took out a candy bar.

It seed to be made from a mixture of herbs.

"I have always had these on hand because I used to suffer from sickness on long trips," she said." So, if you would like to try it, please contact at ......."

"Thank you. I'll have so right away.'

I got a candy bar from Chris.

The first thing that hit when I put it in my mouth was an almost acidic stimulus.

Amazing y," , my lips and eyes involuntarily twitching.

"Are you alright r. If it doesn't taste good in , please spit it out."

"!"

I want to say I'm okay, but I can't open my mouth.

Chris held out his palms to , but I held them back with both hands and shook my head to say it was okay.

After a little while, the sourness subsided and the sweetness beca stronger.

I began to feel that it tasted good.

I had this kind of candy in a previous life.

A stimulating gummy-like candy.

I was rembering that.

When I looked at Chris's face, she had a worried expression on her face, so I opened my mouth and said,

"It's a strange tasting candy ball. It tastes sour at first and then sweet, it's almost addictive."

"Did it suit your taste ? I'm glad to hear that.:

Chris patted her chest with a relieved expression.

I like the sourness, but I also like the sweetness that cos afterwards.

And I think I feel much better thanks to the sourness of the candy.

I looked at Chris and asked her for a favor.

"Can I have this candy bar if you don't mind?"

"Yes, , I brought it for you."

She smiled when I showed her how much I liked it.

She bought the rest of the candy except for what she was going to use.

She said it was free, but I told her that I couldn't accept that and that I wanted Chris to deduct it from the money I had left for her.

She looked a little sad and said, "Okay.

After that, we lightly confird and chatted about our movents in Renalute as well, and Chris said, "Please take a good rest today," and left the room.

After that, I was alone in the room and muttered to myself as I looked at the candy ball.

"As long as I have this candy, I should be able to make it through the carriage trip."

I told myself this and went to bed, dispelling my anxiety about tomorrow