Fifty-fifth Extra-Margin
"Where is this?"
"Why am I here?"
"I'm hungry, what should I eat at noon?"
The blue-haired man pondered these three questions.
His name is Gerald, a handsome guy who has been "selectively" amnesia, and is currently on a life correction journey that he doesn't know when it will end, and he is also absolutely lost today.
"Calm down for a moment...... I was supposed to be in the woods near the town of Magnolia in the Kingdom of Fior. Then, after fogging up, after coming out of the fog...... That's it!"
After thinking about it, Gerald looked upβthe ceiling he had never seen before.
Look down - the floor you haven't seen before.
Turn left β unseen wall.
Turn right β the window, and the view outside is the same unseen view.
"To be sure, this isn't near Magnolia anymore. β
"Could it be that fog is actually a magical fog with a teleportation function?"
"So now, where am I?"
So the question comes back β where is this?
Mutter~
The inside of the empty stomach began to make noises.
"Well, it doesn't matter where you are, it's lunch!"
Gerald's attention began to focus on food.
"It's going to be in a building here, it feels complicated, and if you don't know how the road is shaking, it's just a waste of energy. So ......"
He walked to the window and looked out.
The building is located on a high level, and you can see the outside - very prosperous, and if you look at the atmosphere, the capital of the Kingdom of Fiorlie, the city of flowers, Crokas.
Looking up, the weather was nice today, and no flying units were found in the sky near the building.
Confirming that there was no danger nearby, Gerald decided to fly out from here.
"Shooting stars. β
In the blink of an eye, Gerald was in the sky, and the entire city below was in full view.
The magic that covered the surface of his body was weaker than he expected:
"Magic doesn't seem to be smoothing...... The concentration of magic particles in the air is also somewhat low. β
"Forget it, it's not a big deal, as long as the magic can still be used. β
"Then again, it's a big city!"
"But this architectural style doesn't look like the Kingdom of Fiorre...... Did the fog teleport me to other countries, in case there was a language barrier, or if the currency could not be used...... I thought I could stay in a hotel for a long time, but I still have to sleep in the open (sigh). β
snapped, and slapped his cheeks with both hands: "No! It's too early to give up, let's go down and have a look!"
In order not to be noticed, Gerald made a special detour, flew to a relatively distant place on the outskirts of the city, and slowly lowered his altitude, and finally landed closer to the city gate, covering himself with a wide cloak, and approached cautiously.
When we were about to get to the gate, I finally heard the others talking.
"I understand! The accent is a little strange, but it doesn't look like it's a long way from the kingdom of Fior!"
This relieved Gerald.
Deliberately slowed down and observed for a while the reaction of the guards at the city gate to the people entering and leaving.
"Only people with conspicuous weapons or props will be inspected individually, but fortunately, I came out this time with a little change of clothes and travel expenses. β
So he passed through the city gate calmly.
As soon as I entered the city, I found something that I hadn't noticed when I looked at it in the sky before - the streets were lit up with lights, which was very festive.
"Is it some kind of festival here?"
Before he could think about it, the aroma of food wafted into his nose:
"It smells so good!"
"No matter, it's important to fill your stomach first!"
However, currencies are different.
"No, I don't have the strength to go anymore......"
Sitting miserably in an inconspicuous corner of the street, smelling the aroma of food around him, Gerald's expression was loveless.
At this time, a group of guards walked through the street in an orderly manner, presumably patrolling.
The leader's sharp eyes found Gerald in the corner, frowned, and walked over:
"Hey, that guy in the corner!"
Gerald looked left and right, as if unaware that the man was calling out to him.
"Don't look at it, I'm calling you!"
The leading soldier approached: "Today is a good day for our king to marry the queen, and in the past few days, there have been many homeless people like you who have nothing to do. Don't squat here, it's unsightly. Do you still have the strength? I can recommend you a job that fills your stomach. However, whether you want to or not, you can't squat here anymore. β
"Although he looks fierce, he is a good person!"
Gerald thought movingly, and stood up, "Thank you, please recommend me to work!"
"This voice!?"
The leading soldier was taken aback, and he asked a little hesitantly: "That, you...... Can you look up and let me take a look?"
"It can be...... Gerald thought, anyway, this is not the kingdom of Fior, no one should know him, and he raised his head to look at the leading soldier.
The soldier's eyes widened slowly, and he waved his hand silently, motioning for the others to continue patrolling.
He himself took Gerald to a small alley where no one was around, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen Your Majesty the King! I don't know why you are here, but it is not too early now, please return to the castle as soon as possible to prepare for the wedding!"
Gerald was puzzled: "Wait, wait! Why are you calling my majesty? Are you the wrong person?"
The leader raised his head, took a deep look, lowered his head again, and said firmly: "Please don't be joking, Your Majesty. Your voice and look the same as I know it. If you're not, then no one is!"
"No, no, no, there must be something wrong!" Gerald tried to deny, "I only came to this city today, so it's certainly not His Majesty the King you know." Perhaps, it's just that I happen to be exactly like His Majesty the King you know, even with a voice. β
Seeing that Gerald's expression didn't look like a lie, the leader hesitated, but was still very polite: "If that's the case, please come with me to the castle." We can't let people who are exactly like His Majesty be left behind. β
Gerald didn't want to make trouble, and there was no need to make trouble in the current situation, so: "Okay." I will also look at your majesty in your mouth. And you just said that your majesty is going to marry the queen today, I don't know what kind of person the queen is?"
"Queen......"
The leader's tone changed, when he spoke of the king just now, he was respectful, and now when he talked about the queen, his tone changed to worship, and even a little fanatical:
"The queen used to be our boss and the strongest man in the country! she has bright red hair and is adept at wielding a magic spear that can change shape......"
The two of them were drifting apart, so they didn't see that at the gate of the city, a group of lively people were walking in.
"Ah~ I didn't expect Misgang to invite us to his wedding!"
"What I didn't expect was that he would actually marry Elusa here! I had seen that Elusa at the beginning, super ~ fierce!"
"Love, I also think Elusa is more gentle on our side!"
Among them, a red-haired girl in armor smiled and didn't say a word, but her eyes showed longing, and she looked into the distance: "Gerald, are you okay......"
Amidst laughter, a group of people walked towards the castle......