pops out of my mouth when I meet people younger than myself.”
I looked to the woman that had told him to calm down. I figured it was safe to assume they were traveling together.
The first thing you noticed about her was her beautiful white skin—it looked like ivory.
Her hair was strange—it was bluish-green and sparkled when it caught the light. But then again, so did Raphtalia’s.
Her hair was pulled back into a braid of three thick strands, and it draped elegantly over her shoulder.
Her eyes made her look kind, but you could tell she had a rigid core that wouldn’t bend. Again, something about her reminded me of Raphtalia.
She had wide bangles on both arms, both inset with massive jewels, and a tiara sat daintily on her forehead.
She was probably one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen.
The sparkling jewels only made her look more beautiful. It was like she sparkled all over—a jewel of a woman.
There was one other impression that reminded me of Raphtalia. She was somehow . . . serious.
“L’Arc, please calm down. Can’t you see you’re bothering the other people?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“I’m not upset. It does look like it’s almost time to board though.”
I pointed to the ship, and sure enough, the line lurched forward as the first customers stomped their way up the ramp.
At the very front of the line, looking very pompous and self-satisfied, were Ren, Itsuki, and Motoyasu. So they’d been waiting a while to board. The poor things.
“Hey!”
The line had started moving now, and so the guy in front of me finally started walking.
“Master!
Why was Filo already boarding the ship and waving to me?
Filo was supposed to be waiting for the carriage to be loaded, but she was already on the gangplank.
We'd managed to secure special permission to load the carriage even though we wouldn't be using it in Cal Mira.
I waved back to her, and Raphtalia and I proceeded to board the ship.
I decided to stop by our room first. All of the heroes were supposed to have rooms set aside for them and their parties, but for whatever reason, my room was down with all the other average guest rooms.
A crowd of staff members came running up to us.
“We apologize for the inconvenience!”
Did they think that they’d all get fired if I got upset with them? That I’d separate their heads from their necks?
“The heroes that boarded earlier took over all the prepared rooms, and they even occupied the captain’s chambers. We tried to do something about it, but it seems that all the rooms are full, and . . . .”
The heroes that boarded earlier? Seriously? They took over the captain’s room? Who did they think they were?
Well, I guess they all had pretty large parties. They probably gave the men and women separate rooms.
I’d also made an odd request—that they allow us to bring Filo’s new carriage. Nothing good would come from complaining at this point.
Still, I’d make sure the queen heard about it later.
“We have compensated the other guests for breaking our agreement with them and are having them leave the ship to make more room for you. Please just wait a little while longer.”
“Really? What sort of normal adventurers could afford to go to Cal Mira at a time like this?”
I asked the staff what the average price of a ticket was.
“Yes, well normally they are quite expensive. But this time the country has commissioned the trip and printed the tickets, so they are being sold directly at a lower price than normal. Still, the journey is sold out.”
Apparently the country would occasionally commandeer the islands for the leveling of country loyalists—the army, loyal adventurers, and so on. It was possible for people to sneak over to the islands on their own, but the waters were typically too treacherous for small boats.
It was like trying to get a ticket to a pop star’s concert.
The crown was covering the cost of my trip there, which meant . . . wait a
I looked to the woman that had told him to calm down. I figured it was safe to assume they were traveling together.
The first thing you noticed about her was her beautiful white skin—it looked like ivory.
Her hair was strange—it was bluish-green and sparkled when it caught the light. But then again, so did Raphtalia’s.
Her hair was pulled back into a braid of three thick strands, and it draped elegantly over her shoulder.
Her eyes made her look kind, but you could tell she had a rigid core that wouldn’t bend. Again, something about her reminded me of Raphtalia.
She had wide bangles on both arms, both inset with massive jewels, and a tiara sat daintily on her forehead.
She was probably one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen.
The sparkling jewels only made her look more beautiful. It was like she sparkled all over—a jewel of a woman.
There was one other impression that reminded me of Raphtalia. She was somehow . . . serious.
“L’Arc, please calm down. Can’t you see you’re bothering the other people?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“I’m not upset. It does look like it’s almost time to board though.”
I pointed to the ship, and sure enough, the line lurched forward as the first customers stomped their way up the ramp.
At the very front of the line, looking very pompous and self-satisfied, were Ren, Itsuki, and Motoyasu. So they’d been waiting a while to board. The poor things.
“Hey!”
The line had started moving now, and so the guy in front of me finally started walking.
“Master!
Why was Filo already boarding the ship and waving to me?
Filo was supposed to be waiting for the carriage to be loaded, but she was already on the gangplank.
We'd managed to secure special permission to load the carriage even though we wouldn't be using it in Cal Mira.
I waved back to her, and Raphtalia and I proceeded to board the ship.
I decided to stop by our room first. All of the heroes were supposed to have rooms set aside for them and their parties, but for whatever reason, my room was down with all the other average guest rooms.
A crowd of staff members came running up to us.
“We apologize for the inconvenience!”
Did they think that they’d all get fired if I got upset with them? That I’d separate their heads from their necks?
“The heroes that boarded earlier took over all the prepared rooms, and they even occupied the captain’s chambers. We tried to do something about it, but it seems that all the rooms are full, and . . . .”
The heroes that boarded earlier? Seriously? They took over the captain’s room? Who did they think they were?
Well, I guess they all had pretty large parties. They probably gave the men and women separate rooms.
I’d also made an odd request—that they allow us to bring Filo’s new carriage. Nothing good would come from complaining at this point.
Still, I’d make sure the queen heard about it later.
“We have compensated the other guests for breaking our agreement with them and are having them leave the ship to make more room for you. Please just wait a little while longer.”
“Really? What sort of normal adventurers could afford to go to Cal Mira at a time like this?”
I asked the staff what the average price of a ticket was.
“Yes, well normally they are quite expensive. But this time the country has commissioned the trip and printed the tickets, so they are being sold directly at a lower price than normal. Still, the journey is sold out.”
Apparently the country would occasionally commandeer the islands for the leveling of country loyalists—the army, loyal adventurers, and so on. It was possible for people to sneak over to the islands on their own, but the waters were typically too treacherous for small boats.
It was like trying to get a ticket to a pop star’s concert.
The crown was covering the cost of my trip there, which meant . . . wait a
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