The eyes of the young ones gathered, and they turned their heads.

Just as Elina had said, Duke Haribo could be seen.

“I thought you wouldn’t come, but you arrived late.”

“I know. I didn’t even expect it.”

The sound of whispering could be heard from all over, making the ears itch.

Lamein, who had been quietly watching Duke Haribo, quickly looked away.

To Lamein, Duke Haribo’s attendance at the hunting tournament was not very important.

‘I might be a nuisance if I wander around too much. Let’s just look around nearby for now.’

She was solely thinking of finding herbs.

The Moldovar forest, boasting dozens of meters in height, was the most magnificent among the forests of the Martin Kingdom’s capital.

Lamein confirmed the flags planted higher than the trees here and there.

As Cedric had said, the place was so vast that there were designated areas for the participants to hunt animals.

‘If you get bored waiting, you can take a walk nearby. But don’t go in there.’

She began to look for the right timing to leave, repeating Cedric’s words with a serene expression.

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Cedric, who had entered the depths of Moldovar forest, drove the horse leisurely, looking around.

He stopped the horse, watching the youngsters entering the forest with a combative look.

And he jumped off the horse with a hop.

“Cedric, what are you doing?”

Edward, who had been following him, stopped his horse and looked down at Cedric.

“Um, I’m going to look for prey.”

Cedric answered with an eye that did not seem to want to hunt at all.

“It should be around here.”

Then he began to wade through the grass that had grown up to his ankles with a leisurely step.

Edward slightly narrowed one eye.

“Cedric, you want to find game here?”

Cedric’s head turned towards Edward, moving about.

“I’m looking for an animal to dedicate to my lady, so don’t bother me and pass by.”

Edward, who had been looking closely, now shook his head.

“Are you going to catch it with your bare hands?”

Cedric’s bow and sword were hanging on the saddle.

“What can I do if my lady wants it?”

A faint smile spread across Cedric’s face, focused on the bushes.

“Right, then hunt diligently.”

Leaving his friend, who he had no idea what he was doing, Edward left the place.

Sasasak.

“……!”

Cedric slowly narrowed his eyes at the faint sound coming from the grass.

Something seemed to pass by, as the grasses shook like waves.

Cedric, who had been watching intently, soon relaxed his eyelids.

“A squirrel.”

And he watched the squirrel climbing the tree, laughing lightly.

‘A rabbit. A bunny with bouncing ears.’

‘Never kill it, just bring it as it is. Definitely!’

He spat out a chuckle again, recalling Lamein’s words.

“A rabbit…….”

He shook his head in a jest, but did not erase the smile.

At first, he wondered what she was thinking when she said that.

But the moment he recalled her appearance watching from the side, he immediately knew the reason.

“My lady wouldn’t want to see an animal caught and bandaged.”

She would hate any life being hurt.

Yes, that’s how she is even if there’s something left.

Cedric, who had subtly smiled, took a deep breath.

And as he was approaching the horse,

Tadaktadak.

The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was heard.

Most of the participants had already gone deep into the forest.

Cedric turned his eyes towards where the sound of the horse hooves came from. And then.

‘Bens?’

He discovered Duke Haribo and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Bens’s hair was fluttering in the wind as he sat on the horse with a confident expression.

Cedric, who had been watching quietly, took his eyes off.

He had naturally expected Duke Haribo to attend the hunting tournament.

He wiped his interest in a character that did not need particular attention, and looked closely at the horse in front of him.

And he looked around slowly.

“Over there would be good.”

Then he took the horse and delved between thick tree trunks.

He, who had stopped among small trees with thick leaves, tied the horse to a tree trunk.
And he gently stroked the mane of the good horse with his hand.

“Stay here quietly until I return.”

He whispered softly and walked slowly between the wooden pillars.

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Lamein, who was sitting reading a book, quietly looked around.

Elina is having a cheerful conversation with a young lady seated at another table.

Though invited to come along, she declined sharply and held her place.

She neatly folded the book on the table and stood up with it tucked at her side.

Glancing to confirm that no one was looking at her, she slowly left her seat.

Walking at a leisurely pace as if strolling, she gradually quickened her steps.

The eyes of the spectators don’t quite reach.

Only after reaching a place where the bushes were dense did she stop and unfold the book she had tucked at her side.

“I’m not sure if I can find it.”

And she began to compare the herbs in the book with the dense grass growing around her.

The efficacy of the herbs in Lamein’s book in this world was truly remarkable.