Reincarnated as a Dungeon Master, I Became Unstoppable by Doting on My Monsters—My Gorgeous Monsters Have Started to Conquer the World on Their Own! - Chapter 33.2: In the Carriage

Even if he had lived a simple life and tried to be as respectful as possible, being praised by a beautiful woman would still make the coachman feel pleased and hopeful about future relationships.

So, it was true that he was a bit more talkative than usual.

However, the sound of an irritated foot stomp came back in response to the coachman’s chatter.

The one who stomped her foot was the tall beauty, Biondetta, whose eyes were closed and eyebrows were raised in quiet anger.

Even if it wasn’t enough to shake the carriage, the coachman was confused by having angered his life-saver and her sudden, unreasonable behavior.

“Excuse me, coachman. When will this carriage arrive in Nadinalesre?”

“Ah, yes! We will reach a relay town by nightfall and arrive in Nadinalesre by tomorrow night.”

The coachman answered, flustered by the sudden work-related question. He thought that the two of them must not be accustomed to traveling.

The fare was free since they had saved his life. He had hastily offered this when they were leaving. For the sake of his honor, he would have made the same offer even if his life-savers were not two beautiful women.

However, despite such a well-intentioned offer, Biondetta seemed dissatisfied.

“…Arriving tomorrow night? Can’t we save about 8 hours if we don’t go through the relay town?”

She said this in a scolding tone, as if asking, “Why aren’t you doing that?” The coachman felt guilty despite doing what was best for the horses.

“Ahaha! Well, you’re right.”

The one who saved him was Rosarosa’s laughter.

(Sometimes customers don’t know any better and ask to speed up the carriage… It’s good that the young lady seems to know about carriages.)

His heart was already captured by the kind Rosarosa. However, his relief was short-lived.

“I did want to try riding a carriage since I heard about it from Lord Wit, but this is too inefficient. Rosarosa, let’s get off.”

Saying so, Biondetta put her hand on the door of the moving carriage and seemed about to jump out. Normally, he would rush to stop her, but he could only watch silently, thinking it might be unnecessary for the two much stronger than him.

“Eh, hey, Mr. Coachman? Would we be stopped if two women try to enter the country alone?”

Rosarosa, unfazed by her companion’s erratic behavior, asked the coachman.

“Ah, you’re hunters. Do you have a letter of introduction?”

“Ahaha, of course not! We’ve never been hunters before.”

Rosarosa laughed, aware that she was saying something absurd. She was confident the coachman was smitten with her and wouldn’t mind her misspeaking.

“Is that so? Why hunters, then?”

The coachman, already captivated by Rosarosa, asked without thinking she was out of touch with reality.

“Well, I heard it’s easier to enter the country that way.”

Could there be a more suspicious answer? Yet, in the coachman’s mind, they were already fixed as a disguised young lady and her bodyguard.

“Therefore, I thought I’d support them, who probably share a secret situation with me.”

“…Even if you’re not a woman, two inexperienced hunters might be interrogated. Maybe I can vouch for you.”

That makes sense. Becoming a hunter would provide a guild card as identification. Normally, one would get an ID from an easy-to-enter guild before entering a large country.

“See! Did you hear that, Biondetta? Helping people brings good karma, just like my brother said. It might be faster than entering as a pair.”

At Rosarosa’s words, the coachman saw Biondetta remove her hand from the carriage’s edge. It seemed the conversation was over.

Just as the coachman was about to focus on speeding up, he heard a sudden shout from behind.

“Yuck! Biondetta, you’re not giving birth next to Rosarosa, are you?!”

A shocking curse echoed from the girl who had been so lovely and innocent until now.

“What’s going on?” Naturally, the coachman turned around.

“Uwaaaah!”

A human-sized bee with piercing eyes was now sitting in his carriage. The coachman’s surprise was more than justified.

He fell off his seat, panicking.

Could it be that the tall beauty is a monster in disguise? The coachman was about to arrive at the correct conclusion when his thoughts were interrupted by Biondetta, who had landed next to him.

“Rosarosa, bring the horse and the coachman boy into the carriage. And dispose of that corpse.”

Saying this, Biondetta began to unfasten the reins that were pulling the carriage. The coachman was utterly confused. However, when he noticed that Rosarosa had discarded the shell of the bee, which was already an empty corpse, he regained some composure.

“Wait, wait! What are you doing?”

Ignoring the coachman’s voice, Biondetta continued to tinker with the carriage.

“Ahaha, Mr. Coachman, you’ll see something rare~ Lucky you.”

As Rosarosa said this, the coachman was lifted by something like a rope and placed inside the carriage with the horse. He had no idea what was happening.

“I’ll be driving the carriage, so Coachman Boy, think of an efficient way to introduce us.”

Saying this, Biondetta, still in her elegant outfit and heels, grabbed the reins and began to pull the carriage.

(This can’t be! It takes two horses to move this carriage!)

The coachman’s astonishment was beyond words as the two continued their arbitrary actions.

“Eh, it’s embarrassing to go into town looking like this!”

Rosarosa made an irrelevant protest.

“No, we can just let the horse go before arriving. We can’t waste time.”

Biondetta began to run, pulling the carriage, and suddenly, a gust of wind started blowing inside the carriage. It was due to the air resistance caused by the sudden burst of speed.

“Yaha! So fast!”

The coachman no longer had the courage or reason to interject.

(If you can pull a carriage faster than a horse, it would be frustrating to use a horse.)

He thought. And while desperately trying to calm the horse so it wouldn’t get stressed by the wind, the coachman realized something.

(Wait, are we floating because we’re going too fast?)

He was finally freed from this hellish roller coaster about three hours later.