A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 250: The Princess’s Dream (6)

"That's amazing."

"It was great."

"It was amazing."

After the meeting was over, the gathered subjects left the meeting room with a slightly hunched posture.

Most of the comments heard here and there were 'amazing.' Although the subject was not specifically mentioned.

Justitia, who was the first to leave the conference room, stretched out refreshedly and stroked Flora.

"It was easy thanks to the youngest. Thank you."

"Because this is my role!"

"Okay. "You did a good job."

Although Flora was not at all helpful in her meeting. Since she made Justitia's body comfortable, couldn't she be said to have helped?

Anyway, it was cute, so I guess you could say she had one serving.

Justitia said, stamping her compliments in her head.

"Then shall we have tea time with my sister now? It's just the right time."

Flora, who had no reason to refuse, smiled brightly and followed Justitia.

And in the evening, after finishing her meal, she enjoys family love.

Flora's daily life has been quiet recently.

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In the Kingdom of Vale, peaceful daily life also meant that war continued as usual.

The Kingdom of Vale was a small country with only a small population and territory, but the number of people was enormous.

This is because there were many people staying temporarily, such as soldiers and adventurers from various countries who gathered to fight the Demon King's army.

This situation of troops and adventurers flocking was not only the case for the Kingdom of Vale, but also for other countries on the front line against the Demon King's army.

Because so many people gathered and dispersed repeatedly, clashes continued here and there, and the commotion that occurred every day was a headache.

Fortunately, the armies of other countries were better.

Having to station troops from other countries within the country was a cause for concern in many ways, but at least they had a well-established command system, so they rarely caused problems.

In addition, there was no need to worry too much because it was well known from decades of war that what would happen if a military force dispatched under the pretext of supporting a country on the front line was attacked in the back.

In fact, it was said that such things happened occasionally during the early days of the Demon King's invasion.

Instead of supporting a country on the front line, they greedily rip off this or that, or the army dispatched for support takes over the castle, etc.

However, such actions did not all end well.

There were countries that gave in as they asked and then fell into ruin due to a decline in national power, and there were also countries that occupied countries on the front line and lost the know-how to fight against the devil's army, leading to their own country being destroyed.

The emperor of the empire himself went so far as to declare that the empire would personally punish anyone who backs away from trolling, which occurs not once or twice, but once every 20 or 30 years.

So there was not much need to worry about other countries' armies.

Rather, it was the adventurer who was the problem.

Even though they were not large enough to be a threat, the problem was that they were arbitrary.

When a lot of people gather, there is always trash.

Uncontrolled like the military, they led trouble wherever they went.

If they caused a bigger problem, they would have put him in jail or deported him, but that wasn't the case. At most, he caused trouble by drinking and acting out, or fighting on the street and shaking his fist, so there was no solution.

There were times when even such problem children became calmer.

When a high-ranking person came to the front line.

When a person of high rank, who was not just a noble person but even led a separate guard, appeared, everyone would take care of themselves.

No matter how self-indulgent an adventurer may be, there is nothing good about being looked down upon by a high-ranking person.

Taking advantage of this, royal family members often walked the streets of the Kingdom of Vale for inspection and to keep adventurers quiet.

... This is an excuse, and in fact, it was an excuse that the royal family, tired of never-ending work, often used when they wanted to get some fresh air.

The reason the king and his wife came out on the streets today was the same reason.

"Whew. "I think I'll buy something now that I'm outside."

"Didn't you say that last time too?"

"Is that so? Haha. "Because it rarely comes out."

The King and Queen walked down the street chatting with Flora, who was with them.

Of course, there were a lot of SS troops around.

The people around us might have felt uncomfortable as the procession filled half of the street, but no one complained about it.

Compared to the problems caused by adventurers, the brief inconvenience caused by the king's visit was not even an inconvenience.

At least, if you just quietly lower your head when the king passes by, nothing will happen.

There was no comparison with the adventurers who were dissatisfied with one thing or another and broke doors and windows sometimes.

Meanwhile, Flora was feeling an inexplicable sense of déjà vu as she walked down the street.

The number of times Flora left the palace and went to her streets was not very frequent.

It wasn't like they were specifically confining Flora.

On the contrary, her family wanted Flora to go out often, because whenever she did, she felt sorry for the numerous escorts who inevitably followed her.

She said that Flora didn't want to be escorted, and she wasn't a troublemaker who secretly left her palace alone.

Since she was such a quiet Flora, the streets outside her royal palace were naturally an unfamiliar environment to Flora.

A merchant selling goods with a raised voice, a drunk stumbling around in broad daylight, and the singing voice of a bard spreading stories from all over the world to other places.

It wasn't that many times, but every time Flora came out on her street, her eyes widened at her new experience.

But today was a little different.

The goods the merchant was selling were specialties of the empire, and although they were commonly traded within the empire, they were rarely seen in the Kingdom of Vale.

The drunkard was staggering and her face was bright red, but there was a smile on her lips. She seemed to have been drinking since daytime because she had a good job.

The bard recited a story about the husband of the emperor who had recently returned from inspecting the front lines. A princess somewhere confessed her love

In this way, Flora did not pass over the street scenes she encountered as merely fascinating.

She observed and analyzed them one by one and even tried to add her own thoughts.

It was a difficult reaction to come up with unless you are used to this type of situation.

As if she walked this street often.

I definitely remember walking around the streets outside the palace a few times. Why does it feel so familiar?

Flora was curious about that.

Still, it didn't feel particularly bad. Because she was able to learn about the cityscape that she normally didn't know about.

Flora, a little excited, looked around with a slight bounce in her step.

A lively appearance that could not be seen inside the royal palace.

Although Flora was very intimidated by the king's visit, she was still looking energetic and noticed something that caught her eye.

"... ?"

Purple hair.

The purple hair of a woman who was probably an adventurer was imprinted in Flora's mind for a moment, but clearly.

Obviously somewhere...

However, the other party seemed to have no interest in Flora and quickly began to move away.

"Now, wait a minute!"

Flora ran towards the purple that was moving away without thinking.

I could feel the escort unit behind me panicking and following me, but I had no time to pay attention to that.

The moment she saw purple, the feeling of déjà vu she had been feeling was heightened, and her forgotten memories began to emerge.

However, Flora's desperately running steps soon slowed down, and she eventually stopped.

The closer she got, the more she could tell.

If you follow that figure like this, you will lose your peaceful daily life.

Purple hair wasn't a commonly seen color, but it wasn't as unique as the pink hair of the Vale royal family.

Could it be that they are just similar people?

Could it be that she only resembles the 'friend' in the memory that suddenly came to mind, and is a completely unrelated person?

This memory is just an illusion, but wouldn't it be possible to become possessed by it and lose our peaceful daily life?

Despite her anxiety, Flora took a step further.

She was one step away from her beloved parents and the escort who protected her.

She looked back.

The guards who followed in confusion suddenly just stood in place.

Her father, Carlyon, who was kind but strict at times, watched Flora quietly, holding Chloris' shoulder.

Her ever-kind mother, Chloris, leaned on her Carlyon shoulder and looked at Flora with her usual gentle eyes.

She didn't want to break up.

I wanted to stay together.

However, the memories became clearer with each step, clearly showing which was reality and which was a dream.

Flora stopped at what she intuitively felt was the borderline and turned back.

My father and mother were so hectic that they couldn't even say goodbye properly.

I bowed with gratitude, love, and countless other emotions.

Carlyon and Chloris just smiled slightly and waved.

Suppressing the rising tears, Flora looked ahead of her.

Now it was time to head to the future.

This place is not reality.

Because.

"..., ...."

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