NovelEnglishGiovanna-san has hardly ever ridden a horse before this.
For a beginner, riding on the back of a horse was intimidating because of the height, and when the horse walked, it was surprisingly shaky and scary.
And then, suddenly, the horse started to run at a high speed.
It was said that the beast horse could maintain a speed equivalent to the full speed of an average horse for a long time, and the surrounding scenery looked as if it were torn to pieces.
The full speed of a horse is about 50 kilometers per hour, right? It must have been an unimaginable experience for Giovanna-san, as compared to me, who was used to traveling by car or train in my previous life.
Although she was held tightly from behind, she said she was terrified. She also screamed when they jumped over a wall as tall as a person, and when they jumped over a river in a giant leap – she screamed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt[You passed out, sorry!]
Giovanna-san was still losing her temper several years later when she was reminiscing with the head of Forest People.
It was not her fault. …Ancestors, what a thing to do.
No, I understand he was doing it to avoid being caught. A person using a magical beast horse would have been called a heretic or an unclean being around Astra at the time, and it would have been considered wrong.
They would be disguised to look like normal horses, but it would have been obvious if they ran like this, so once they started running, the only way was to run through until they reached a safe area.
But it was definitely a terrible experience.
By the time Giovanna-san regained consciousness, the magic beast horse the two of them were on was moving at a leisurely pace.
After a short stop, Lord Vassily asked.
[You’re a woman. Where is the real inventor?]
The moment she was asked that, Giovanna-san unintentionally slapped her opponent.
[I am not an imposter! I am the inventor, Giovanni Di Santi! I am the one who restored the waterworks. I am the one who invented the windlass, the crane, and the tools. I am the one! Man or woman, it makes no difference what’s in my head!]
The accumulated resentment, exhaustion, and stress exploded, and she cried a lot after that.
At that time, she did not even dream that the person she was dealing with was the Duke. Of course, no one would think so in that situation.
[I see. Well, I’ll let you prove it at work.]
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLord Vassily simply said so while waiting for Giovanna-san to calm down. When Giovanna-san looked up, expecting to hear words like “Don’t lie” or “A woman can’t do that,” he looked back at her, as if to say, “What a surprise.”
[I don’t care if it’s a male or female, as long as it’s a cat that catches mice well.]
When Giovanna-san arrived safely in the sphere of influence of the Yurigran Empire and was informed by a group that had come to pick him up that the other party was the Duke of Yurinova, she fainted once more.
I deeply sympathize with her.
Later, Prince Vassily described Giovanna-san as looking like a kitten with its hair on end. Even the slap was cute, reminiscent of a kitten’s cat punch. I guess he could easily handle it.
I wondered if my brother would feel the same way if he was slapped by me.
No…no. I couldn’t slap my brother, even in my imagination!
Instead, I would pat him on the head in my imagination. And hug him. Hehehe.
Stupid me.
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