Became a Strategist with a 100 Intelligence and 100% Accuracy

Reika, Jinor, and I, along with a few guards assigned to us, rode in a carriage at full speed toward Hisphil Castle.

All of the guards, having been personally assigned by Jinor, seemed aware that Reika could use magic. They were akin to personal retainers of the Nighhardt family, albeit a small contingent. Perhaps because of their limited numbers, Yuri had chosen not to interfere.

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Reika had been gazing outside the carriage for quite some time.

As if she were trying to take in every detail of the world beyond, her pink eyes reflected the vast blue landscape with clarity.

"……."

I watched her from the side.

She was, admittedly, quite cute.

Soft, delicate features, smooth, fair skin. Unlike Airen, whose warrior’s path had left her with toned muscles, Reika looked untouched by sunlight, sheltered within the safety of her estate.

There were many women in this world, but few who so thoroughly embodied femininity from head to toe as Reika did.

"…Ah."

Reika, who had been staring out of the carriage, finally seemed to notice my gaze.

Her eyes widened in panic, and she flailed her arms frantically.

"T-this isn't…! It's not like that, I mean…! I just—!"

I briefly considered teasing her a bit more—her reactions were amusing.

But I wasn’t one to take things too far.

"You seem to be enjoying the view quite a bit."

"Huh? Ah… Well, um… This is the first time I’ve left Valharat since my father enlisted in the Aishus Army…"

I see.

That explains her fascination.

And then—

—Grrrrrgle.

"…Ah…."

Reika’s face turned red all the way to her ears.

I didn’t make a big deal out of it. Instead, I casually pulled out a piece of hardened wheat bread from my pocket and offered it to her.

"Want some?"

"Ah, um… I…."

She hesitated, covering her mouth with her hand.