The Outer God Needs Warmth

It's the weekend.

Normally, I would spend the day checking on the movements of the harvesters in my room.

But today, I can't do that.

The royal family called for me.

Since I completely rely on them for my life, I don't have the right to refuse. So when I agreed to go, they dressed me in finer clothes than usual.

They even applied a light makeup on my face.

Huh?

I didn’t get this treatment when I went to meet the king last time. What’s going on?

Isn’t this a bit too much?

Polaris and Kanna. Having memories of being born into the Barrington Marquess family and the Shiodor Ducal family, they now know the value of the clothes, perfume, and various accessories I’m wearing.

This is the kind of attire suitable for a formal occasion in a highly official place.

What exactly is going on at the royal palace?

I followed the person who was leading me toward the royal palace, still full of doubts.

One funny thing.

It wasn't a horse but an unidentified bipedal creature pulling the carriage. The light seemed similar to the horses of this world.

Memories of the faded world began to stir in my mind, noting the differences between the horses of this world and those from my past life, but to me, they looked the same.

The reason I can't compare the two is that I have no idea how much light the creatures from the faded world actually had.

Moreover, I’ve never seen a real horse.

When I see people on TV and notice there's no light, I guess I’ll never really know. Perhaps if I could return to the world I was born into, I might figure it out, but that's unlikely.

In every world I've checked through harvesters, there has always been some special power, whether it's magic, energy, or whatever other name it’s called.