Chapter 13│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com
Early in the morning on the sixth day by ship, we were able to safely reach the Ludendorf Empire on the Blume continent.
The crew and passengers repeatedly said, “Thank you very much.” and bowed their heads.
I feel a little nervousness in the back of my mind. This is what it feels like to do something good.
There were no more than a thousand passengers with the crew, so I was only busy for two days, and I could enjoy the rest of the trip at leisure.
The crew provided us with free accommodation in the most luxurious room on the ship and free meals.
I only saved the sailor who was fishing on the first day, but the sailors were very kind to me.
Come to think of it, I cured the old cuts on the captain’s face and treated the crew’s arm and leg problems. Was the luxurious room a reward?
I was embarrassed that some of the crew and passengers called me “Saint-sama.” or “Goddess.” I am not a saint anymore, and I am afraid to be called a goddess.
The sailors and passengers pooled the money and rented a carriage for me.
It is a magnificent two-horse carriage.
It was a great help for me since I was planning to walk to the capital because I had no money.
I also received a lot of souvenirs, such as bread, cheese, juice, and so on.
Since I started this trip, I have met many people with beautiful hearts.
“I’m sorry we had to ride with you.”
“No, we are going in the same direction, and I don’t know anything about this country, so it would be great if Delhi-san and Margaret-san could come with me.”
It takes about half a day by carriage from the port town to the capital.
I know nothing about the Blume continent or the Ludendolf Empire. So I am reassured that Delhi-san and Margaret-san, who are familiar with this country, are coming with me.
“We’re going back to our home in the imperial capital, why is Liserotte going to the imperial capital?”
“I know someone in the capital, I got a letter and thought I’d go and see him.”
“Ara, a sweetheart!”
Margaret-san stares at me with a twinkle in his eye.
I couldn’t help but let out a wild cry.
“No, he’s just a friend.”
Aldrick-sama is a good friend of mine. Aldrick-sama would be offended if I called him a sweetheart.
But what is that feeling? When Aldrick-sama was called “sweetheart” my heart was pounding? Is it just my imagination?
“Liserotte’s sweetheart. If he’s a weak man or a bum who keeps changing women, I’ll have to beat him up!”
Delhi-san said something very dangerous and cracked his fingers.
“Yes, if he’s a bum, we’ll have to rehabilitate him into a real human being. If he’s a hopeless piece of trash, I’ll introduce you to another guy. I know a lot of knights and civil servants, ufufufu.”
Margaret-san is smiling merrily with her hand on her mouth.
For some reason, Aldrick-sama ended up being my sweetheart.
Is it all right for Aldrick-sama to meet the couple?
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