I Change The Genre From Romance To Fantasy
Episode 8

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Kelatks... Keletk...

"AYOOO... WHO WANTS TO GO TO MOROCCO! THIS IS THE LAST CARRIAGE!!" cried the horse-driver.

"Excuse me."

"yeah? Uh! Miss Ira, are you going to be in the morocco again after all this time?."

"Well, that's it." He was the horse coachman I knew and also the coachman of my horse every time I went to Morocco. *Not Morocco is okay*.

I went up without a second thought, inside there were some people sitting next to me, I didn't mind because it would also help me to be disguised and also thanks to my different appearance the suspicion problem had been resolved. "Phew... It's getting tighter now" I muttered, removing the head covering.

"Have you also got a departure constraint?" asked a young mother who was holding her baby.

"Well... Lately the region tightened the permission of its citizens to leave the region," I said pretending to frown.

"I saw...."

"That's not too much in my opinion" an old man sitting in front of me spoke. "We all know that lately rumors of war are getting rife."

"Ah... I heard that too."

"Regional owners forbid citizens in their territory to leave the city just to protect us, I think it is a good thing because we have a regional leader who cares."

"You have a point... So grateful that our regional leader is Patriarch Emersyn even though they are sometimes creepy!."

"Assist-you can't just mention the name of the noble family," the parubbaya male admonished next to the young mother.

"...."

Seeing them speak I recalled the contents of the novel where the current position of the passage was the beginning of the imminent war. The war is still not happening but the Emersyn family has made preparations first apparently... Come to think of the war in the novel said to be very long because of the many kingdoms participating in the war.

"Tsk, this opens the battle game," I muttered.

"Did you say something?."

"Nothing" I said with a smile.

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Clotka... Clot.... Clot...

After two weeks of travel we finally arrived in the Moroccan territory, the Moroccan territory was included in the territory overseen by the Duke of Rabatra because of that. After I bought a giant land in Morocco, I started to stop by this place a few times to meet someone I hired.

"We've reached Miss Ira."

"Good...." In the horse-drawn carriage there was only me because the other passengers had gone down first before reaching the Moroccan territory, fortunately the horse-driver I knew was a native Moroccan who lived in the village. "Let me down here."

The horse-drawn carriage stopped at a vast savanna field, with a vast blue lake stretching for hundreds of kilometers. "Huh... It's so fresh."

"It looks like you're going to farm... Are you sure you don't want me to drop off?."

"Well... The last time you drove me there your horse-drawn carriage almost fell into a cliff."

"Hehehe... That's because I wasn't careful first."

"Just your excuse." I took out a bag of bronze and gave it to the coachman's horse. "It's a travel expense."

"It's too much, miss." The driver who saw the pile of money felt uncomfortable.

"What's? Most..?," My face probed towards the horseman whose lips were slightly raised upwards. "I've always given you that amount and never complained but why are you complaining today" I said exasperatedly.

"Hehehe... I was just kidding... Joking, '" he said with a laugh.

This scoundrel... He wouldn't be able to laugh like this if he knew who I was... I decided not to tell her my identity because I thought it would be troublesome.

"Then I'll go first." I waved my hand as the horse carriage went away from the forest area. The place I'm going to is the Moroccan hinterland where, behind a very dense forest, there's a horse ranch I've been running since I took over the old Ira business.

I sighed looking at the dense forest for the fifth time. "Bright... The distance I need to use the bracelet is still not adequate." I don't use the power of the teleportation bracelet right now not because of the insufficient distance, but because I feel sorry if I use it to shorten the mileage. "This bracelet has a lifetime so I have to use it carefully."

I began to walk into the forest which was increasingly filled with insects, animals and wild animals. "Damn it, even though it's been a few times past still this place is still annoying." My feet that were stepping a few meters were suddenly caught in the mud. "Uungh-I forgot about this mud" I cried.

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"AAAARG-F@ck!, this is annoying..," I cried in frustration. It's been almost an hour since I entered the wilderness filled with natural mines across the forest. "Dam... I'm tired." My feet had reached their limit so I was forced to sit next to a giant tree. "Uhg-I would love to use this bracelet but it will be redundant... The state of MIral does not produce these goods haphazardly."

After an hour of rest I decided to walk again, although heavy and full of obstacles I did not give up until finally when the sun was about to set I managed to get out of the forest. "Damn it.... It takes 4 hours... Huh... Good thing my mental clothes have been trained in a long life, otherwise I would have given up and used a bracelet because I was lazy."

Although it had come out of the forest in fact it took me another half an hour to get to the destination but fortunately from here I was able to breathe with relief because a hidden village was already in front of my eyes. "I... Will take a break to restore my strength."

Although my body has strong magic energy, I decided to save as much magic energy as possible because my world is now very different from the earth. If on earth I can still get help from energy-boosting potions but here such a thing does not exist because everything is still very classic.

I who have been accustomed to receiving instant things on earth after human evolution can certainly not be familiar with manual things in the world of this novel. "Excuse me," I said to a beautiful middle-aged woman who was picking up some clothes.

"Well?."

"Can I stay tonight at your house?" I asked.

"Are you an outsider?."

"That's how.., I've been so exhausted from walking for hours... My leg almost broke!."

"Haha... Looks like you are indeed an outsider, well, indeed today there will be no horsemen passing from the forest due to the festival... You're so sorry let's stop by for a moment at my house." That middle-aged lung woman was so friendly she was kind enough to help me who was a stranger. "I say thank you first."

"No problem." he said with a smile.

The woman in front of me right now is Naira Agata, a good-natured widow who has met my different looks every time she visits Morocco.

Because he was so good that I always stopped in his place to rest a few times to believe enough that he would not hurt me.