An Old Country Bumpkin Gets Lost in Thought

“All personnel, attention!”

The next day, at the Order of Knights’ headquarters.

Allucia’s dignified voice rang across the grounds. I was getting used to this sight.

Her voice still had its usual poise, but the vigor—the strength—that had been there until yesterday seemed somewhat subdued.

I wondered why. She didn’t look unwell, at least. In that case, should I assume some serious circumstances had arisen?

“I’ll start with the conclusion. Prince Glen’s sightseeing tour will proceed as originally scheduled.”

“Huh?”

Seriously?

The words slipped out before I could stop them. The knights listening were murmuring, too.

After escorting the prince and princess to the palace yesterday, there must have been a meeting with Allucia, Gatoga, and the others...