"My Lady, please slow down! You shouldn't be walking anyway! You will sweat easily later!"
"That's right, Lady! Your pretty dress will be wrinkled! And your perfect makeup will also fade if you are exposed to too much sun!"
Faerie shook her head as she listened to the two maids, Laura and Cici, whining. No one would have believed that if they hadn't recently been so horrified that they were silent.
Faerie opened her mouth to react to the two young female maids' whine while keeping back her laughing and going without hesitation along the asphalt road that was decorated with many green plants of varied sizes and forms.
"Therefore, I must hurry," Faerie replied succinctly.
Hearing Faerie's reply which sounded indifferent made Laura not give up trying to persuade the black-haired girl to come back and wait for another carriage to be prepared while they were still near the castle where Leslie Berdandy lived.
