Unless it was a carriage used as a luxury item by nobles, pine was commonly used. It was because pine was cheap and easy to obtain.
Unless a commoner had a reason to use expensive deciduous wood for a carriage, the wooden piece Cloe brought was from a deciduous tree, specifically oak.
“Does that mean it’s a carriage for a mansion?”
“No, it’s too old for that. In my opinion, it might have been made by a carriage maker living in an oak-rich area. Maybe even in the Vellont Kingdom.”
“Is there such a thing in the Vellont Kingdom?”
“Yes. That area is more limited.”
After a moment of contemplation, the carpenter answered affirmatively. There were several regions with dense forests where oak trees were commonly found.
If a carriage maker from that area made and drove the carriage, it was a plausible explanation.
“It’s an old-fashioned carriage, so it might have a year or be passed down from parents. Perhaps an old man who is familiar with the carriage has been using it continuously.”
The location and age range were now defined, and the previously vast possibilities narrowed down in an instant.
Cloe decided to visit the region pointed out by the carpenter.
“We’re about to arrive!”
With the shout of the coachman, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down. Not long after, the carriage came to a stop.
The knight who got off first extended his hand to Cloe with a smile.
Trying not to stand out, Cloe boarded a shabby carriage, but the steep stairs proved problematic due to her unfamiliarity with them.
In the end, Cloe couldn’t find her balance and stumbled, but the anticipated accident did not happen, thanks to the knight who came to assist her. He effortlessly lifted Cloe, who had almost tilted over, and gently placed her on the ground.
“Thank you.”
Feeling embarrassed for making a scene, Cloe lowered her hat and spoke. However, the knight didn’t say a word and simply turned away. It was a gesture signaling her to proceed.
Silent and with his robe pressed deeply, the knight remained an enigma.
Cloe was not particularly sociable, and while she was good at socializing, she had no intention of getting close to a knight who kept silent and seemed to close himself off completely.
“I’ll go ahead. The location is…”
She, too, refrained from unnecessary conversation, unfolding the carefully folded map.
Unexpectedly, the knight either didn’t snatch the map away or didn’t seem to notice Cloe’s perplexed gaze. Instead, he independently read the map and pointed out the direction.
Snatching something away without a word? Even close friends wouldn’t do such a thing.
Feeling discomfort from his aloof attitude was natural, but beyond the awkwardness, Cloe didn’t feel any particular emotion.
Perhaps it was because the knight’s touch, though rough, felt warm.
In any case, Cloe left the knight alone without reprimanding him.
Following the directions on the map, they reached a village.
Though rare in such rural areas, Cloe covered her face with a scarf just in case of any unforeseen circumstances.
“Excuse me…”
Cloe turned around and called the knight.
“I want to be alone from here. Could you stay a bit behind?”
Ideally, fewer people should know about this matter. However, she couldn’t completely distance herself from the knight assigned for the day, as it was a dangerous task.
“Why?”
However, the knight’s response was unexpected.
Not only was he nonchalant, but even the polite language, which Cloe maintained, had disappeared.
“…?”
Did I somehow travel back to a year ago? Is this the Argen Duchy?
“No, in the Argen Duchy, I maintained proper etiquette.”
People think all sorts of things when they are bewildered. For a moment, Cloe became foolish.
“Why are you trying to hide something so much?”
“…”
“Are you meeting a different man, perhaps?”
A voice flowed smoothly through the gaps in the robe. An arrogant tone.
“My lovely lover.”
It felt oddly familiar.
As Cloe, still trying to make sense of the situation, stood dumbfounded, laughter echoed in front of her.
Gradually, a hand with visible veins emerged from the robe. The once unified robe unraveled, revealing bindings.
“…Your Majesty?”
The upward curve of the gaze created a fierce impression. The stout, straight nose conveyed a man’s nobility, while the plump, elongated lips added a touch of charm.
Even if there are two souls, a face cannot have two.
Cloe called out the opponent’s name as if possessed.
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Soon, Koon responded in a playful tone.
“Your Majesty, how did you…?”
“How did I, you ask?”
“…”
“When your lover dared to plot something mischievous behind my back, I came to apprehend.”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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