"L'arc can I ask you a question too?"

"Sure thing, kiddo, go right ahead."

"Who are you guys?"

L'arc laughed at my question as Eclaire blushed a little next to him. Then, it was up to Eclaire to explain to me who they were at L'arc's request.

"We are Adamantite adventurers L'arc and Eclaire. We are the youngest adventurers to ever get to this level, so we are not household names yet."

She had to be joking. She better be; I knew what that meant. I had read a book about these levels of adventurers during my library research. If what Eclaire said was true, then these guys were really, really big shots in the entire world!

Adamantite adventurers were said to count as an entire battalion of soldiers on their own, and it was said that you could count the number of active adventurers on that level with the fingers on your hands.

I felt so insignificant for a moment; my title of princess meant shit compared to their status of Adamantite adventurers. They could probably get away with killing me with a slap on the wrist. That's how much power they had.

L'arc's clothes made much more sense now; he was a real samurai, not a wandering one! As for Eclaire, she still looked like a sexy Valkyrie; sorry, her breasts were just a little too obscene. Seriously, how are those things natural?!

Even so, it was good news overall. Nobody would even consider messing with me with these two beasts near me! I was practically untouchable!

{Ribit!}

It does not help with the nausea this frog was causing me, though. It was way too nauseating for long travel! I already felt like throwing up after only a couple of minutes. The saddle was comfortable; it was just the shaking of the thing's legs!

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It made you dizzy with so much left, right, left, right movement! I felt like throwing up, but I held it together until I couldn't anymore. I simply turned around and threw up rainbows onto the floor as we kept moving.

{vomiting noises.}

"You okay, kiddo?" Asked L'arc as he handed me a handkerchief from underneath his armor.

"N-No, the Toad shakes too much @-@."

"Aha, you'll get used to it, kiddo!"

I wouldn't be so sure, L'arc. It really wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world, but at least we were moving at a steady pace, way faster than we previously had with the horses.

The experience, however, was unpleasant, and my hips began to hurt after a couple of hours until we finally took our first stop for dinner after an entire day of riding our beasts. We had made a lot of distance in so little time. The merchant hadn't lied.

The Toad was damn fast; it was, in fact, so fast I had to stop sometimes just to wait for L'arc and Eclaire to catch up with me. Yet, that felt like a disadvantage since it was faster, making me Toad-sick faster.

When we finally had to stop, I was almost dead, laying on top of my Toad, holding onto it for dear life as L'arc and Eclaire prepared something to eat like they had no problems with their dragon rides. Ah! Must be nice.

Then, when L'arc helped me get down from the Toad, I finally returned to my senses.

"Alright, kiddo, a river is nearby; why don't you bathe with Eclaire? You guys both stink of Toad."

"L'arc! I don't smell! Girls don't smell you silly!"

"Come on, Eclaire! I will make dinner; just go on already."

With that, Eclaire and I went in for an afternoon river bath. It wasn't so bad; after hours of torture, on top of that Toad, the relaxing water was soothing my soul. One problem arose, though.

I was now almost naked next to Eclaire, who was completely naked. She didn't seem to mind any lookers; of course, there weren't any, but what if one guy was just watching us! You can never be too sure! And her breasts were tempting me, too!

"Put your hands on them, Anabel! Touch them! Touch the holy melons of youth!"

No!! I won't. You won't control me this time, intrusive thoughts! I won't let you guys take over! And as if to prove me wrong like usual, my right hand slipped unto Eclaire's right breast. How long had I been doing that?!

"Uh? What are you doing? You're curious or something?"

"Uh-uh yeah! When will I get breasts like yours!?"

"How old are you again?"

"I'm eleven!"

"You should have a little already, but it seems like you're destined to be an ironing board forever."

Ahhh! Straight deep into my soul, I call foul play! Referee, that was an illegal move. She should be disqualified!

"Now, please stop groping me unless you're ready to be dominated by me."

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to hold onto your breasts for so long. I apologize, I apologize!"