Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 49.3

I thought that since the ceremony was mainly about the royal family, I was just an extra, but that assumption turned out to be wrong.

“Lord Yuto, please hold onto this handrail.”

“Understood.”

“It will shake a little, but if you bend your knees slightly to absorb the impact, you should be fine. However, do not look down; keep your chest out.”

“Understood.”

Once the preparations of the royal family were complete, the procession set off.

At the front were two riders holding the flag of the Kingdom of Yurefelt, followed by six guards. Behind them was a carriage without a canopy, carrying His Majesty the King.

Following that were carriages carrying the First Prince, the Second Queen, the Second Princess, the Second Prince, the First Queen, and the First Princess.

Just from looking at this procession, it’s clear that Alberic is currently leading the race for the throne.

The chariot I rode in was directly behind the royal family.

If not for the conflict with Fulmelinta, this position would have been taken by Duke Eberwein, who oversees the national army, so this should further strengthen the impression of Alberic’s advantage.

“It’s not shaking as much as I thought it would.”

“If you talk too much, you might bite your tongue.”

“I’ll be careful.”

The procession exited through the eastern castle gate, descended the slope, and entered the town below.

In the square where the ceremony was to take place, the families of citizens killed by the wyverns were gathered.

Many citizens lined the path leading to the venue, raising their right hands to the sky, and touching their foreheads, chests, and abdomens in that order with their left hands.

It might be a religious gesture, something similar to making the sign of the cross in Christianity.

From my position, I could see the Second Prince, his mother, and sister beyond the horses pulling the chariot, but they just sat still, not even waving to the crowd.

It’s probably wrong to compare it to Earth’s customs, but I somehow felt a wall between the royal family and the people.

And that feeling became even clearer at the memorial ceremony venue.

The carriages entered the square, where a large crowd had gathered, but despite slowing down, they passed through without stopping.

Neither the First Prince’s carriage nor the Second Prince’s, nor my chariot, stopped.

Even though there was something resembling an altar, we passed right by it and headed back towards the castle.

Sure, I was told to ride the chariot proudly, but isn’t this a bit too cold?

I thought at least a prayer at the altar would have been appropriate, but if this is how things are done in this country, I have no choice but to follow.

In the end, the carriages carrying the royal family circled the city and then returned to the castle by climbing up the western slope.

“Thank you for your hard work, Lord Yuto.”

“Is that it?”

“Yes, it ended without incident.”

“I see… Got it. Thank you too, Araseli. Having you nearby gave me strength.”

“That’s my duty, after all…”

Araseli seems to be getting cuter by the day; it’s not just my imagination, is it?

Maybe, when we get back to the dorm, I can give her a big, tight hug. A really tight one.

With thoughts of spending time with Araseli tonight, I returned to the dorm, but wearing heavy bronze armor and riding in the chariot had taken a heavier toll on my body than expected.

After taking off my armor, undressing, and getting out of the bath, all my strength left me, and I fell into a deep sleep as if I had passed out.