Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Although it's just delivering a letter, it seems very simple.

But both Elaina and Jean were stuck in their old ways of thinking. After all, they were meeting a prince of a kingdom. As a witch, it wouldn't be too difficult for Elaina to meet him, but what reason could Jean possibly have to do so?

Unless she happens to encounter a prince strolling in the street... but if the prince stays in the palace, a place like the palace, Qin cannot enter without permission.

Irena's departure suddenly made the delivery mission much more difficult.

Clutching the letter, Qin stood outside the palace, pondering how to meet Romeo.

There are methods, of course; it's just a matter of how much to pay. Let's try the ordinary methods first to see if we can achieve our goal.

"Hey—you sneaky fellow, I've been watching you for a while." A knight walked over from not far away.

"Your hat is nice."

“Thank you, I just bought it yesterday. No, wait—I’m asking you a question, what are you doing here?” the knight said.

“I wish to meet Prince Romeo,” Jean stated her intention.

"reason?"

As expected, I got the answer.

I can't exactly tell him I have a letter to give him, can I? What if someone gets curious about the contents of the letter and wants to check it? Although the possibility is low, it can't be ruled out.

If it were Irena, what kind of nonsense would she spout in this situation?

"Cough cough."

What's causing your cough? Do you need any medicine?

"Excuse me, I'm just getting into character. Prince Romeo has an important request for me and has invited me to meet with him."

Yes, Elena would definitely talk such nonsense.

"You?" The knight looked the zither up and down.

He looks like an ordinary person. What could His Highness possibly need to entrust with something to such a person?

"Give me your name, and I'll go and ask His Highness."

bad thing……

If I were a witch, I wouldn't be questioned at all.

"A kingdom secret? Do you really want to know?" Qin asked calmly.

"Even your name is a secret?"

"It's related to a neighboring country. You can ask His Highness for details."

Hopefully, this prince will understand what I mean. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to come up with an alternative idea.

Upon hearing the word "neighboring country," the knight immediately became respectful and left.

……

"Juliet, did you give him the letter?" The arrogant king on the throne looked down at his daughter, his head adorned with a large crown with a dog totem, and his entire face was shaped like a dog.

“Of course, my father,” Juliet said.

"That's good—what's his reply? Did he agree?" the king asked impatiently.

"My messenger has not yet returned with the message."

"Oh."

"But Father, do you think he would agree?"

"Men are creatures whose lower bodies control their upper bodies, so he'll definitely agree."

If he could destroy the kingdom of that heretic during his reign, he would definitely be recorded in history as a great emperor.

Because the two kingdoms are very close in strength, they have been locked in a stalemate for more than two hundred years—ordinary means simply cannot break this balance.

Then we have no choice but to resort to conspiracy.

He sold his daughter's beauty—using her as a honey trap to turn the prince of that kingdom against his will.

She promised to marry her daughter to him and then have him act as an inside agent for the enemy country. In this way, the only victor would be her side.

Their communication difficulties were obviously feigned, otherwise it would have been too convincing.

Not long ago, he sent his daughter to deliver a plan to Romeo, arranging a time for a coordinated attack on the neighboring country.

The plan is progressing quite smoothly. Everything is ready; all that's missing is a reply from the other party.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, my daughter," the king said.

"It is my honor to dedicate myself to the country."

"Go back."

Juliet lifted her skirt and slowly pulled it down, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Back in her room, she walked alone to the window and gazed into the distance.

She disliked this kingdom intensely because, as a princess, she had been indoctrinated with various ideologies of the Dog God Cult from a young age. Regardless of her own thoughts, she had to accept them.

She actually doesn't like dogs.

She disliked the idea of ​​dogs being elevated above humans—what was the point of living then? They were just pets, yet they were treated like royalty, requiring human loyalty.

But she had no choice.

As she was sighing, her gaze fell upon a strand of gray hair.

Huh? Doesn't that gray hair look familiar?

Wait, this definitely looks like her! How did she get back so quickly? Did she take my money and then not do any work?

"What are you doing?" Juliet asked.

"Huh? Are you talking about me?" Elena asked knowingly.

Is anyone else here? Did you deliver the message?

"I asked someone else to deliver it."

"You commissioned your male accomplice?"

"It makes us feel like we're committing a crime—don't worry, he's reliable, he should be."

"What you're saying is very unreliable. Going back to the original question, what are you doing here?"

"It smells like bread."

Juliet then looked speechlessly at the gray-haired witch who was eating bread like a groundhog in front of her.

"If you've eaten my bread, may I ask you for another favor?" Juliet asked.

"You said."

"Could you... take me away from this kingdom?"

"Hmm?" Elena suddenly stopped chewing.

……

“Please take me away from this damned country, please—” a somewhat haggard man said. “I’ll do anything.”

If you didn't know beforehand, it would be hard to believe that this man is Romeo.

This looks like he's received a huge reward.

Qin crossed her arms, momentarily confused by the guy's sudden action after reading the letter. What did he mean by "taking you away"?

“I don’t want to betray my love—she’s confessed to me the truth that she was using me, and I think I should tell her the truth as well,” Romeo said. “She’ll find a way to go abroad; please take me with you.”

"Why do you think I can do it?" Qin asked.

"Juliet believes in you, so I believe in you too."

But I don't believe in myself, so where do you guys get your confidence? What did that letter say?

"Please—take me out of here."

"Can't you get out by yourself?"

"I had no choice in the matter."

"alright."

That night, two hooded men sneaked out of the palace.

"What did you do to those knights?" Romeo asked curiously.

The guards acted as if they didn't see them at all.

"Don't ask too many questions you shouldn't ask," Qin said.

After leaving the palace, the blood-red color in his left eye gradually faded.

He could still use illusion magic of this level—but even so, it still caused him considerable mental trauma. Fortunately, it wasn't to the point of losing control.

His granting Romeo's request was certainly not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Rather... he gave far too much.

Shortly after the two successfully crossed the border, they discovered that another group of people was also heading in the same direction.

The person rushing towards me seemed strangely familiar.

Juliet—

Romeo—

The man and woman were moved to tears upon seeing each other. In the moonlight, they ran towards each other and then embraced tightly.

"Sorry……"

"It was me. I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have betrayed your trust."

"No, I'm a man, I should be the one to confess first—I was the one taking advantage of your feelings."

The two poured out their hearts to each other with endless sweet nothings.

The truth is that the two kings seemed to have come up with the same strategy—to use each other's children to seduce the other and turn them against each other—but the result seemed to be that their children actually fell in love.

then……

While they were flaunting their love to each other without regard for others.

The accomplice who facilitated their meeting had already left under the cover of night. By the time the two came to their senses, the gray-haired witch who loved bread and the strangely charismatic swordsman had vanished without a trace.

(Couples can marry within three generations of collateral relatives, and in certain periods, it was common for cousins ​​to marry... so don't worry about the two people in the story.)