I’m Not the Heroine

When I first joined the hero's party, we held a small celebration with a simple dinner.
For Nia, unfortunately, we couldn't do it in the city, so we had to camp out and hold the party there.

"Shall we go now?"

"Yes."

"…"

But Miara didn't have anything like that.
That was to be expected.

After all, she had asked for a constraint to be placed on her; there was still no trust between us.

"What should we do about the horse?"

"Louis, don’t you think it would be fine if you rode with me?"

"That’s true, but… Lux doesn’t seem to like Miara."

"Really? Is this horse really that fierce?"

Whoosh.

Miara stepped back as she watched the Night Lux kick toward her.
It seemed like she felt something special, and despite the beastmen’s strong affinity with animals, she didn’t seem to have that connection with the Night Lux.

"I’ll ride a white horse."

"Then you should do that."

Tempest, being relatively gentle, ended up with Aswell and me riding the Night Lux.

"We’ve finished the supplies; we should be ready to leave."

"But… can I ask something?"

Miara, sitting on Tempest, raised her hand slightly.

"What is it?"

"So, where is the hero’s party heading now? And I know there are other members in the hero’s party, what about them?"

I answered her question.

"The other members of the party have temporarily separated to focus on their growth. Now, we’re heading to the Imperial Palace."

"…The Imperial Palace? The place where the Emperor lives?"