The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

31. Dales, City of Ports

31.

The sound of lapping waves. Seeing her seagulls intermingle her own cries amidst the sound of her waves, Ecelia felt her drowsiness. It wasn’t just her waves and her seagulls that made her drowsy. The midday sunbeams floating on the sea floated and floated, then shook along with the waves. Eventually she was swallowed up by the waves and sank into the sea.

Fascinated by the scenery of the sea she had never seen before, the saintess blinked blankly. Although she slept soundly, she seemed strangely sleepy. But she couldn’t fall asleep. Because her escort knight talked her out.

“Esilia, did you sleep well?”

“Yes… ? Oh yes.”

The saintess stretched her yawn at the drowsy mood that returned to her. She then realized that her escort driver was right next to her and blushed and hastily covered her mouth with her hand. Death Knight looked at her like that and opened her mouth. The unresponsiveness peculiar to her escort knight made her even more embarrassed.

“You can sleep more if you are tired. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep because I’ve been coming here without a break for two days.”

“Oh, no… ! It’s okay… !”

As she strangely ended her words out of embarrassment, Esilia felt even more embarrassed than before.

As Gerfied said, it took two days for them to reach the port city of Dales. It was because Zerfied suggested that we quickly go to the city and find out how to move to the Eastern Continent. The reason was simple. They could have made a mistake and had to spend a long time trying to get a ship to the eastern continent at the wrong time.

And that meant staying in the city for a long time, a result that they didn’t really like. It’s because if you stay in one place for a long time, you never know when the General Church will come looking for traces of her saintess. It was only natural that the saintess would not be able to sleep properly on her horse, which ran fast for two days without rest.

The saintess nodded her head at the attack of the swarming horses, and she left a soft and vague word saying that if you open her window, you should find an inn with a view of the sea, and then stormed off. In the middle of the night, she was a saint who had fallen asleep with a Death Knight who had arrived in the Dales, but her inspection did not last long because she did not have much luggage.

The saintess stretched her stiff body up again. Her languid mood just before her was gone, and her uplifted mood took over her. No wonder. How could she be still with the sea she had never seen before her eyes? And Esilia felt the urge to scream for the second time at Zer Peed’s words.

“Knight! Knight! Let’s look at the sea for a while… !”

“No.”

Her shocked Escelia puffed out her cheeks and tried to protest, but the escort knight refuted her argument with reasonable words.

“Esilia, there is no time to spend leisurely watching the sea. We need to get a ship to the eastern continent as soon as possible. You have already spent more time in Than you thought.”

And since it was reasonable, Esilia could no longer protest. Instead, she puffed out her cheeks as much as she could, explaining how she felt. ‘Joy! Heung!’ Was a bonus from her nose. Looking at the lady like that, Zerfied said quietly.

“So, if you’re ready to go, let’s go and get a boat.”

Essilia nodded her head, simply because she didn’t like the situation, and it was absolutely not that she didn’t understand what the escort knight was saying. She got up from her seat and brushed her hair. Brilliant noon sunlight fell down her platinum hair. As befits a saint of innocence, she didn’t have to do any particularly complex grooming, and her hair was undone.

When she left her inn, Celia put on the coat she had bought at Di Ervan, which she immediately took off. Even though the entire Central Continent entered autumn, the Dales still showed off the sharp sunlight. It was the momentum of a large city in the southernmost part of the continent.

Diervan’s coat, which used to show off the severe cold, was too hot here. Taking off her coat, she forgot to put on her hat, lest attention be drawn to her unusual eye color.

It was after her escort knights had already changed clothes with the clothes they bought at Diervan. He didn’t feel the heat because he was undead, but when he saw his lady taking off her coat, he took it off as well. And he put the broad-brimmed hat on his head, as Lady had said before.

When she went outside, Celia couldn’t help but vomit her admiration. There was a liveliness in the city that she had never seen before. A much thicker vigor than Di Ervan, the first big city her saintess had visited, glided through the city.

Large ships moored in the harbor. As befits the role of a port city, all kinds of goods pour down from the big ships. Starting with fruits, weapons with unique shapes. Even ceramics with geometric patterns engraved on them. They boasted as many shapes as the geometric patterns carved on the surface.

Not only that. People dressed in a variety of clothes that I have never seen before walk the streets. Esilia said she counted the new clothes to about 10, but soon after she saw more and more uniquely dressed people coming down from ships anchored in the harbor, she began to count them. Stopped counting

The streets of the city adjacent to the sea were already full of people walking, but they were filled with more and more people as people got off the boat. It was really phosphoric acid. Naturally, the streets were busy with people’s cries. Because where a lot of people gather, there is a market.

The stalls lined the streets were selling all sorts of things. Esilia found it more difficult to find a unified form there. One was selling clothes, the next one was selling fruit from another continent, the next one was selling fish, and the next stall was selling porcelain.

The cries of solicitors to come to their store, the sound of negotiating because they don’t like the price, the voice mixed with concern to be careful not to damage the items falling down, thanking the sea for not taking their lives as collateral today, from broad daylight A song that contains the curse words of drunken sailors.

All of this came together to form the port city, the Dales.

At first glance, the scenery seemed cluttered, but the saintess could clearly feel the vitality permeating it. This clutter was proof that the vitality was free and unfettered.

It was truly dreamy to see the vibrancy of such a city being dyed by waves bathed in the midday sun.

The saintess took her first steps in the port city, inhaling the salty smell of the sea. As she said many times, it was a busy street with too many people, but she was a saint and her steps were light. The feeling that she was walking in so much energy made her feel spontaneously stimulating.

It wasn’t long after she walked down that lively street, that the saintess noticed something strange. She was beginning to sneak away where she passed, people who had apparently been standing around so casually that it was hard to find her rules. Their gaze was behind her, towards her own escort knight.

The saintess was a bit perplexed. No matter how much her escort knights of her own unknowingly exuded her intimidation, she was not to the point of avoiding it like this.

This was a port city, and there were many muscular people like sailors who do rough sailing. Of course, there were also many giants. It was hard to know why they were avoiding them, although they were not as boring as Zerpied, and they were able to find muscular sailors who were four cubits tall.

And after a while, the saintess overcame her bewilderment and felt an absurd feeling. It was because she saw several young women strolling down her street, glancing in the direction of her escort driver. All with her face blushing. It was enough to make her saint feel incomprehensible and unbearable at the same time.

Apparently her escort knight was wearing a wide-brimmed hat, so Escelia eventually had to look behind her to see why. And her astonishment was clearly expressed by the size of her open mouth.

Unlike her thick coat, the slightly thin tan top was definitely covering her body as an escort knight. She was just covering it up. Her body was something she couldn’t hide. The solid pectoralis major muscle moved with each movement, and when the body was slightly twisted, the contours of the abdominal muscles were clearly revealed. When she moved her shoulders and arms, her biceps and triceps showed off their presence.

The saintess is very fast for her small body—a speed she has probably never moved this fast since she was having breakfast in the cathedral—she must come close to the escort knight and whisper did.

“Knight! Put on your coat!”

“… ? Isn’t the sun sharp here? If you wear the coat you wore in Diervan, everyone will look at you strangely.”

“Stop talking and wear it! Quickly!”

“Oh, I see. Don’t wear it.”

The escort knight had to put on her cloak, which she had hurriedly held in Celia’s attitude, which she had never seen before.

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As expected, the reception desk to arrange ships was full of people. Confirming that her receptionist sitting at her reception desk was a young dwarf woman, Escelia tried to prevent the same misfortune she had before, but she was afraid that someone might recognize her. In the words of her escort knight, she had to be by her side to keep quiet.

As expected, I didn’t like it because it was reasonable. But she couldn’t help it. The port city of Dales was a representative of a large city, like a capital city, where people flocked not only from the central continent but also from other continents. In particular, there were various religious facilities inside the city due to the characteristics of sailors who did not know when their lives would fly away and the characteristics of many people gathering.

And it was only natural that one of the religious facilities had a cult that believed in the goddess of innocence.

Fortunately, there was no misfortune like the one before.

Due to the people who wanted to be in the reception area pouring in like water, the Dwarf receptionist could clearly see that he was tired. Therefore, even when she saw Zerfied, she did not react like a woman on the street. However, she mumbled and responded to Zerfied’s words.

“… Yes confirmed A ship to the eastern continent? It will take about two days to get the ferry, so please wait until then.”

Hearing that, Zerpied was perplexed.

“Two days? We don’t have much time. Please save me sooner than that.”

However, the receptionist seemed familiar, and she showed no sign of embarrassment. She replied in a tone full of tiredness, as before.

“Sorry, but these two days are the minimum period. You’re not the only one looking for a boat. Everyone here is asking for a boat. The shipowners just can’t afford to take you with them.

And in most cases, not just people, but stuff as well. You also need to consider the length of time you ship them. So, if you don’t like it, can you find another way or pay for it?”

At the words of her receptionist, Jer Peed, she couldn’t help but sigh. She didn’t like it at all, but it was for a reasonable reason that made sense. Jer Fied paid her money from her lady and turned behind her. I heard the receptionist’s voice behind me.

“If you come back, you can get your money back, so check that out!”

Esilia asked cautiously as she watched the escort knight trudging along, not befitting his large stature.

“… Knight? What’s going on?”

“… They said it would take about two days to get a ship. I must stay here for at least two days.”

Upon hearing that, Esilia said to Zer Pied, that she shouldn’t be like that, but she really shouldn’t be, holding back her laughter as much as she could. Naturally, the attempt failed. The saintess had a hard time hiding the smile on her lips.

“Um… Driver, would you like to spend two days at our beach? I also take a look around the city.”