The twin suns that illuminate the world of Tsula, Altain and Solein, were brighter than ever today, and birds flew throughout the capital city of Astra, filling its skies with their song.

People were outside, enjoying this spring day.

Some headed to the markets, while others headed to the taverns for lunch.

The little ones came out to play with their mischievous laughter and the elderly watched over them with a smile. 

Many also worked in the artificial cultivation fields inside the greenhouses, and knights patrolled the streets with strict discipline and gallantry.

Everyone was full of vitality, different from the tension that was felt in the air in the past. And this was not strange; The goddess of salvation answered her prayers, bringing fourteen envoys with the power to eradicate the evil that threatens this world.

Most had faith that the heroes brought by the goddess from who knows where would change the situation Tsula was in, and only the blasphemers who lost faith continue in despair, loudly proclaiming that the world was still doomed to ruin...

And all those who still had faith in the goddess who had protected them since ancient times, were curious about who the heroes were, the saviors of all that she brought to these lands through her servants.

The capital city and more were burning with curiosity.

The Imperial Palace of Astra was a victim of that curiosity, specifically of the aristocracy. There wasn't a moment these past few days that wasn't filled with nobles coming and going, trying to make contact with the heroes in some way, only for them to be blocked.

The knights were making their rounds and the guards were at their posts, ready not only to defend the palace, but to stop the problematic nobles who seek to gain advantages by establishing connections with the heroes.

There was no way the Holy Emperor would allow such a thing. Not now especially, where the heroes still can't use their magic, no matter how physically strong they are.

And on the fourth day that the heroes were summoned, just one day away from being able to restore their powers or, at least, give them access to magic, something happened that caught the attention of the 'uninvited guests', who They looked in confusion at the luxurious carriage leaving the palace with fanfare.

It was the holy Emperor's chariot, an extremely magnificent chariot that seemed to be made of gold, with many other precious metals coating it.

The magic of the complex and powerful divine incantations inscribed could be faintly felt thanks to the aura of divinity emanating from its sacred runes, and on the top of the chariot, the flags symbolizing the Holy Empire of Astra moved gracefully in the wind.

—A flag of a goddess praying for salvation, the very symbol of the church.

While the nobles couldn't help but wonder what was happening that the Holy Emperor seemed to personally leave the Palace, the carriage marched while looking like a caravan, with imperial knights on horseback in front.

In addition to having two dozen additional royal guards and a couple of servants in the rear.

Nobody could understand it. Everyone knew that the Holy Emperor was powerful as the only Terran demigod and Knight in the realm of champions. Other than the usual imperial guard, there was no reason for so many guards.

At least of course, that he had suddenly become weak due to age, which was absurd due to his divine heritage...or that whoever was inside the carriage was not even the Holy Emperor in the first place.

But who had the right to use the personal carriage of the Holy Emperor of the Terran Empire?

It is known that the emperor currently had no wife or children, much less any living family other than those who live in the heavenly lands.

Then who? Who could it be?

Full of curiosity and desire to know the answer, some nobles left the imperial palace before they could be kicked out in order to find out.

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Asagao smiled excitedly as she looked out the carriage window at the buildings of the empire's capital city, her eyes shining like a child's, making her look like someone her apparent age as an air of excitement surrounded her.

She laughed amusedly as she greeted the well-dressed people outside with surprising confidence, who looked in awe and reverence at the Holy Emperor's carriage; some bowing as if they were going to worship a deity that descends upon the earth.

“Woo! Asfhon is actually being quite admired by the nobility! He must have accomplished a lot of things for them if that's the case!”

Unaware of what people adored, not admired, who they thought was traveling inside the carriage, Asagao exclaimed happily as he rested his hand against the window.

It's a good thing none of these people can see me ~ I would faint from nerves with so much attention otherwise!

She thought with a pleasant smile that did wonders for her divine facial features, making her personal Maid, Milin Asyartri, force herself to hold back the fangirl screams that threatened to escape her mouth at seeing such a variety of rich emotions in the charming face of your lady.

She promised herself that she would control herself to maintain her mistress's dignity, since this would be the first time that Asagao has made an exit outside the imperial palace since she came to this world, and as such, it would not take long for the future princess of This nation is known to everyone.

That was why he had made sure to dress her well to fully complement her beauty that transcends the human along with her features that demonstrate her divine lineage, at least in Milin's eyes. So that everyone could appreciate the beauty of her princess (Even if it's not official yet).

She must not ruin that with the unseemly behavior she displayed in the palace; she must not tarnish the name of Asagao Astran Löwenherz in any way that would cause others to mock her (Again, Milin is getting ahead of herself).

“But..Asyartri-san..”

“Asagao-sama, I insist that you only call me Milin! I don't deserve to be treated with respect by you! You can even simply call me a lower maiden, if you wish!

“I will never do that!” Asagao shouted, only to then sigh with the tired expression of a person who had clearly given up on something as he spoke again, “Milin… Is this whole… procession of knights, guards and servants really necessary?” ? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated? I understand that you are very strong on your own…”

“Of course it is necessary, Asagao-sama. Leaving the matter of security aside, it is necessary that there be enough servants to attend to the needs of a prin—I mean, heroine like you—who deserves all the respect of the citizens of the Holy Empire", Milin declared with an unusually dignified expression, “ Furthermore, apart from protecting her, the Knights and Imperial Guards that follow us are a message from His Majesty to the nobles who try to investigate her, so that they understand that she is under the protection of the Holy Emperor himself!

“I don't understand much…” Asagao whispered with a bitter smile.

“It's alright, Asagao-sama. You don’t worry about those people… You should be happy that her majesty agreed to let you explore the imperial capital with me this time,” Milin said, with a big smile on her beautiful face.

"That's true"

She couldn't help but nod.

Although Asagao felt very insecure about this world at first, two days of living in the palace doing nothing but reading in her room or chatting with Ashfon at night led to her curiosity about the world described in the books. from your shelf.

She asked Ashfon, that kind Holy Emperor, if there is any way she could explore the imperial capital safely, to which the man flatly refused with a strict expression, saying that it was too dangerous for her.

He didn't like how somehow she seemed to have become a protected princess inside a castle who was kept away from the dangers of the outside world, but Asagao wasn't someone who was going to start whining about something like that to the monarch of a kingdom. nation.

Still, it was annoying.

It was only when Isthar rose up in protest against Asagao's nocturnal visits to the Holy Emperor, which caused uncomfortable rumors to spread, that Asagao had more free time to read, which is a rather elegant way to get bored when he wasn't seeing the heroes doing ridiculous things with their absurd bodies.

His boredom and growing curiosity led him to try to ask Ashfon again for permission to visit the imperial city in some way, which he surprisingly accepted this time, with eyes full of determination to achieve something he did not understand.

Thus, the Holy Emperor gave her his personal carriage (which almost made her faint because of how luxurious it was), and had her accompanied not only by Milin, but also by this enormous group of servants.

The huge number of people following him just for one outing led him to insist to Ashfon that it was too much and that he only needed his maid, but the Holy Emperor of the nation was stubborn to continue with this. It seemed that Asagao had to carry it out since so many personnel were mobilized, and it was not going to be for nothing.

And that's how they ended up here, leaving for a destination unknown to her while traveling in a luxurious carriage with a lot of people who are there to protect her and serve her at any time.

It may sound strange to say this, considering that he was a man no more than four days ago, but this situation made Asagao feel like a Princess on a casual outing with her entourage or something.

…Of course, she had no idea that most of those who followed him, including Mllin, thought that was what was happening here (Some servants and guards were even very happy to finally have a princess to do this with). things).

"Although it's good that Ashfon sent so many people to keep me safe and comfortable...but I still think that only you are enough for the task, Milin."

Asagao said with a serious expression, remembering how Milin challenged Priscilla to a duel to force her to let her be by Asagao's side in peace in case she won, after which the new head of the servants (She is semi-official) proceeded to accept the duel and defeat her in a matter of 5 minutes without being injured in any way, unlike Milin herself who seemed on the verge of death.

Of course, we must remember that Priscilla is part of a very special group from another world with absurd physical abilities, and that Milin could last 5 minutes against them (leaving aside his sealed powers) is proof of his power.

Asagao could still remember how he watched in amazement from the steps of a small coliseum (The palace had a coliseum, how absurd!) as Milin summoned a true soul weapon in the form of a spear to proceed to fight at high speed against Priscilla, unleashing powerful shock waves with each encounter…

It was as shocking as that time Ichirou and Mito accidentally broke the sound barrier (Yes, accident!) while using all their physical strength…And Mito's, that Humanoid Dragon, was more devastating!

If it weren't for the fact that there is a magic barrier on the seats of the stands, Asagao was sure that she would have been blown away by the wind waves...

“It's good that Asagao-sama has so much confidence in me. However, for the sake of her image as the prin-heroine, Asagao-sama must have a large number of servants at her disposal so as not to become a target for malicious nobles…”

“…. Milin, why do I feel like you were about to say something strange there?

“It's just a mistake, my prin-miss.”

“….?”

Asagao looked suspiciously at the smiling maid, but seeing how she maintained a rare serene and unchanging smile while looking at her, she put it aside and looked out the window again.

Milin sighed in her head, relieved to not be caught.

I should be more careful…

Ending that conversation for now, Asagao and Milin began talking about other things as the carriage passed through the beautifully paved streets of Atlas, with Asagao occasionally observing the district they passed through with curious eyes.

The appearance of the houses and buildings of the capital had a medieval style similar to that of the Middle Ages, as she could see with her own eyes, making her feel amazed by the strange similarity between both worlds.

However, she soon grew bored of seeing the same luxury everywhere. feeling a little upset because it's the only thing she could see.

Asagao understood that the imperial capital was strictly divided into three different districts: upper class, middle class, and lower class, and that for now, he was only allowed to explore the upper and middle class districts, where nobles and rich merchants reside.

He couldn't help but wonder why that was... but he didn't give it much importance. Although, honestly, she felt a little sorry for it now.

After all, she really wanted to hear the sounds and incessant bustle of the commoners, walking and chatting animatedly among themselves, reaching out to their pack and corral animals. She wanted to look at the market, where at every step you could hear merchants and shopkeepers offering passersby the most diverse products, from bread, fruits and wine to shoes, clothes or furniture.

She also wanted to see the dogs of another world and see how different they are from those on earth, to look at the cars used by ordinary people in the capital herself, to observe the street artists she read about in books attracting customers with their acts, watching the beggars sleeping on the ground, hearing the bells, the preachers of the holy scriptures and, above all, the criers who announced a municipal assembly or a communication to the commoners in their daily lives.

The advertisements in the lower district would be loud and the offers would be shouted at the top of their lungs. In the midst of this bustle, which generated many disputes, people would buy and sell; That was the lively otherworldly scene that Asagao wanted to see.

However, Asagao could currently only watch a scene full of fanfare that is only inferior to the imperial palace because no one dares to have greater luxury than the Holy Emperor.

The upper-class district was basically completely filled with the typical beautifully designed luxurious mansions belonging to the aristocracy, and he could barely see the carriages traveling on the streets.

Asagao knew that the people who walked by (and who stopped to look in amazement at the imperial carriage and its entourage) were nobles from prestigious families such as Dukes and Marquess, as well as members of wealthy merchant families.

The middle-class district, on the other hand, is where lower nobles such as counts and viscounts reside, as well as merchants with non-negligible influence.

Although they were not as big or elegant as those in the upper-class district, their buildings were still far above what ordinary commoners could afford to live in, and Asagao was already getting bored of seeing those beautiful places but lacking the excitement. from the crowd.

It was really a shame that she could only look at these boring places, no matter how beautifully designed they were... Although Asagao was shy, she thought that wouldn't stop her from enjoying seeing people more lively than those elegant nobles if she just stayed inside the carriage...

But it's a pity that that couldn't be.

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“Are we going to enter this place…?” The unofficial Princess asked with stunned eyes when she heard that they would stop to enter a 'shop', as she looked at the building in front of her where the carriage and its car stopped. entourage.

….It was a tea room, a rather large one even, that you could only find in the rich district as Asagao liked to call it. It had a beautiful design with a red and white color theme, and it looked lovely.

“Yes, Asagao-sama. Didn't she once say that she wanted to try drinking the tea she liked so much in the shop where she made it? Something like enjoying your favorite tea in your place of origin... Weren't those his words? Well, here we are, my lady,” Milin said with a delighted smile.

That favorite tea was what Asagao drank with relish at the previous meeting, by the way.

“B-but…this is not the store I imagined…”

“Asagao-sama must understand…that nothing eaten inside the palace could have come from an ordinary place.”

The mad maid shrugged her shoulders, still smiling, while a guard opened the carriage door with a respectful pose and, with an elegant gesture, extended his hand towards the princess, who, without responding to her maid's logical words, gently shook her hand. her hand nervously, accepting his help to get off the carriage.

With the help of the man, the white-haired, blue-eyed girl who came from another world revealed her appearance for the first time to the people outside the palace, in front of the most famous tea room of the Holy Empire of Astra.

Today, Asagao wore a headdress tied to her chin with laces, very Victorian-style, with a soft gray color and blue ruffles in the shape of roses on her head, which made her look very adorable, and a cute dress of the same color with ruffles. grey, whose hem reached his calf.

She had black slippers covering her small feet, as she looked anxiously at the surroundings with her beautiful blue eyes holding the guard's hand, while Milin came out behind her with a proud smile.

(This image is for reference only)

And all the Nobles who saw that beautiful girl were stunned by her appearance.