I managed to avoid endless sermons. I've been loading material made by the adults since I woke up and having meetings.
The front door is noisy. Is it time to come? Someone knocks on my room. Martha came in when I gave her permission to enter.
"Ma'am, I have a messenger from Your Majesty asking me to come to the castle"
"Okay."
I'm more in the mood than usual. Choose a dress that closely resembles the deep red velvet dress preferred by Villain Warrant Lady Rosalia. Deep red suited Rosalind well, too. And makeup is a woman's combat outfit. Turn the bright red Rouge and War Maiden ring to match your dress into a fan and wear my mother's made shawl.
Come on, we're in battle!
Between the sights of the castle, the task of stating the name and the guilt of the nobility was repeated. No, it's a big fish. Was it a total of 40? The Knight & Beast Troops were outstanding.
My father is responding, and I'm in the mood, but I'm free.
Behind me came the Holy Beast. Wow, and trying to moff... is that it? Are you in a good mood, Nana?
"Rosalind, why did you keep me out of this?"
Activate the magic that scatters sound just in case. I hid my mouth with a fan so I could not read my lips.
"... no, I'm not out of company. Because this time it was a covert action… because the Holy Beast is so majestic and conspicuous. Besides, you're not good at nights, are you?
"Mmm..."
It looks like you convinced me for once. Moff, I got permission. Wow, and mundane.
There was no cakera of tension, and the bowl turned to me to indulge in the mundane.
"This time, that Rosalind lady fell on us!
I'll blame you, but I didn't plant a guilty plea. That's what you guys did.
"Well..."
Let me pretend I'm surprised. Dear Holy Beast, I don't laugh beside you! I listened as I felt like a show I shouldn't laugh at the end of the year.
"Me? For what?
Question the Duke of Gerald. No, it's impotent. I'm seven. Because there's no higher technique for tailoring sins that don't even exist, is there?
"The knights are too handy. I guess you were going to fit it in beforehand, huh?
"Well! You said the knights made up the evidence!?
People around them squeal. I pretended to be surprised.
"Impossible. No matter how much, Your Highness, I will not tolerate insults to the Knights."
Mr. Rudolph stares at the Duke of Gerald. In fact, you didn't make it up.
I shake the fan gracefully to give it an extra look.
"Well, you must have been handy, actually. We chose one of the Knights who was competent and trustworthy and could be wasted, but we made a standby request near the relevant noble mansion in this case. Evidence will not be destroyed."
I laughed.
"Hmm, then Miss Rosalind. Why did you keep the knights waiting?
"I had an assassination plot. I just got word from a certain source. The killer looks the same, so I thought I'd clean it up on the set because it was just fine."
Dear Holy Beast, don't pull it. You're going to get mad at me. Stop.
"On the set..."
It doesn't matter there, does it, King? Stop, it's time for my facial muscles... I don't feel like I can hide them with a fan.
"Assassinate Rosalind!? Who's the killer?!?
A decent Lady Aldin gave me a decent scratch. Thanks, thanks to my facial muscles too. I almost laughed. Danger, danger.
"Heh heh, I'm calling for someone who tried to kill me."
A nobleman who tried to stab me yesterday was brought in captive.
"I was kidnapped by this girl! I'm the victim!
The niggling Duke of Gerald. No, no? You can't even match your mouth.
"Can you tell me the same thing when you see this?
When Pattin and I rang our fingers, the recording and recording device was activated to reflect a scene that was large.
"That one... I will die here... who will kill me?
I have my fine voice. (laughs) My acting is pretty good, too. The good aristocratic man shown is pale and trembling now.
"I will teach you a souvenir of the underworld. It was the Duke of Gerald who ordered me to kill you."
Noble man shaking up a silver knife.
The footage disappeared when I rang my fingers with my pussy.
"A fabrication! Make it up!!
A noble man who cries and calls and scatters. In fact, His Royal Highness Alfiej remarked that this footage cannot be disguised, but I wonder if I should have decided not to...
"... Rosalind can't make it up, but it should take some time. And this is real. The background is too fine. No noise."
His Highness Alfiej confirms my magic fixture. Haha, even though I gave it some the other day when I applied for permission to use it, I can't believe I figured that out.
"Wow, I'm irrelevant! Those there also conspired with Miss Rosalind... no, this man did it on his own to fall on me!
"Duke of Gerald..."
Aristocrats shocked by truncated facts. Poor thing, but you're a throwaway pawn, too.
"That's not wholesale by the Inquirer! Here is the permit application form. It's a thing that His Royal Highness Alfiej and His Majesty the King have given permission to."
His Highness Alfiej (Belly Black) smiles at the bad prankster.
"Oh, I remember. The Duke Gerald's office, the one that set it up to be used properly in a few places, right?
"Yes. It showed perfectly. I had no problem using it. It just so happens to be there."
I guess the problem is that it's hard to search. There was room for improvement. It was hard to check. When I ring my fingers with my pussy, the devil shows the footage again.
It was the Duke Gerald's office that was shown. It's a conversation between a nobleman and a duke.
"There's an abominable Rosenberg little girl!
"Duke Gerald, your worries will always be clear to me. You just have to get rid of that little girl."
"Do you have a plan?
"All you have to do is put sin on Waruze. It's all for His Excellency the Duke of Gerald."
The last video of a finally thankful nobleman was interrupted.
"Is this still irrelevant? By the way, I've got a lot of other interesting stuff to shoot, but I gave it to His Highness Alfiej (Belly Black). We've carefully selected stories about incest and things that seem to work."
"... what are you doing, Rosalind"
Subtle facial dilk. By the way, you had a big hit on the incest footage and screamed. The video confirmation was too large to be checked separately.
"It's a give-and-take world."
I laughed at Dirk. His Highness the Belly Black approved the Knights Dispatch in return by speaking to His Majesty.
"That footage is not conclusive. I'll admit I neglected Miss Rosalind. But this is not clear on what you instructed."
That's right, Duke. Doesn't it take a hook to this extent?
"Right. We'll keep the main one later. Shall I make an excuse first? The charges are tax clothing, misuse of border units, and leakage of information to Wolfaneer."
"... what?
I gave His Majesty the King the supporting documents.
"We have acknowledged the involvement not only of the Duke of Gerald, but also of the majority nobility"
His Majesty the King checks the documents. My belly-black lord also reads.
"But is that something we can look into so far? Unless you're an insider..."
The boulder is a belly-black lord. Smart. Then I laugh.
"I have a collaborator on that. Civilians, may I have your permission to speak, Your Majesty?
"Forgive"
"Okay, Rabbisha, come on"
"Yes, sir"
A beautiful Usa ear-healing girl appeared dressed in maid clothes. She gracefully thanks. Excellent for yesterday's purchase.
"Rabbisha, explain."
"Yes, sir. I am the eldest daughter of the Waruze Chamber of Commerce. My family kept the poor children free of charge. But personally, there are limitations… my husband talked to me about assistance when I was having trouble with money. I was just about to tell my brother and my father... and I asked him."
Pretend, and Rabbisha trembled. The very appearance of the weak lady invites people to seek refuge. Yeah, I haven't acted yet. There's an actress here.
"Rabbisha, are you okay?
Me showing how I care for her. Hey, after her act, you're Daikon!
She smiled cheerfully as she trembled.
"It's okay. It's for your husband. I saw where my brother was being threatened by nobles. If you don't listen to me, I'll kill all my family and the children I keep..."
Hara and Rabbisha weep. Squeezing but she went on to say the words clearly.
"My brother couldn't say no for us. I couldn't stand your husband… I talked to Rosalind. said Master Rosalind. Then let's take that backwards. You said to me that you wanted me to endure in order to exhaust a threatening aristocracy. The documents that His Majesty now has are in evidence that we have gathered while enduring humiliation. The Waruze Chamber of Commerce is in a state of selling even customers whose lives are more important. You won't be able to start again. I have sinned, however much for the gathering of evidence. You have to make amends."
Rabbisha stretched her spine, her eyes wet in tears intact, and stared straight at Her Majesty.
"Your Majesty, I am this lowlife, but I beg you. Please, judge these aristocrats...!
The place was left to her. The Waruze family's ments are not suitable for abdominal arts, so she decided to collaborate… more than expected.
Effective performances that read about overwhelming acting skills and the air in the field. Excellent.
"Mm-hmm. This evidence is the result of a proper investigation. Let's accept it. The aristocrats in question are necessarily punished in some way. Good luck, my daughter."
"... Yes, thank you. Thank you…"
Sobbing Rabbisha. Hey, I'm really tired. In addition to increasing the credibility of the evidence, you planted the Duke of Gerald = Bad Guy image. You did a good job.
"Rabbisha, don't nag me"
"... Jend?
Jend wets Labisha's tears.
"Sister, that old man was bullying us. He's a bad old man. Bad uncle, did you bully Rabbisha?
What the fuck?
"Jend? It's so important, can you tell your sister?
"Yeah."
"I'll hurt Jend and leave him without allowance to Locke, the lowest bastard I've ever used without giving him rice, is that your uncle?
"Yeah. That uncle. I'm not the only one. He bullied everyone because it was so hard in Tazok. When I caught up with my bad uncle on the day I was with my sister, could I have been more annoyed? When it started raining and I didn't think it would happen, your sister gave it to me."
Shin, and a place to quiet down. As fierce anger swirls in me as the magic is about to burst.
"Your Majesty, Jend is the eldest son of my father's sister. He's my cousin."
"... right"
"In the meantime, shouldn't we mentally give the same act"
"... Later"
All right! I'll show you hell later! I'll show you the blaming bitterness of hell that gives you a real reproduction of what I've heard from Jend and the kids!
"Yes, I did. So let's get back to my attempted assassination."
I gave His Majesty my assassination contract.
"These are the documents that were in the Duke Gerald's Mansion, the Magic Certification Box. More..."
"I brought you here."
Bugs taken by my mother and tied to Ark and Martha. The contract of assassination carries a curse that would incur a penalty if the basic contract were different.
"If this is real, it should react to those who defaulted."
Bring the contract closer to Mr. Bug, the smallest bug... the boy suffered. The contract also glows and activates the curse. Is it because the assassin is supposed to be pretty painful but doesn't speak up?
"Alisa."
"Huh."
Alisa's Uncurse is activated and melts the curse. The little boy whose curse was broken had a shallow breath.
"Who's your client?
"It's that guy. I don't know his name. They asked me to assassinate you."
The boy pointed to the Duke of Gerald and looked forward.
"I don't know! Why would I have to kill such a little girl?"
"Is that a motive"
Give me this far, I thought I'd give you enough evidence and not tell you. But I won't tolerate the guy who abused my pretty jend!
Our harassing professionals break my heart! You're exposed to black history and you'll regret it!
Mr. Suey! Please!
"You are my light. Loomia, your eyes are like stars. You are my flower. You are most beautiful. [M] My cousin Loomia. Please respond to my love. I know I just want to be distracted."
"I, one with rotten sexual roots like you, hate it! Do something terrible to my precious son! Lowest!! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!
Sui reading old Duke Gerald's love text - Mr. Roomia responding to that bee - Duke Gerald's tear eyes.
"And taste is old. It's solitary. Come on."
More accurately, Mr. Suey. Exactly. I'm a little sorry for what I asked for.
"I mean, I hated the Beast Man because Mr. Loomia's marriage, which I liked but wasn't dealt with, was the Beast Man. I abused the Beast Man's child without sin. I hated you because I looked like Mr. Loomia. Besides, he was related."
"Come on."
Mr. Roomia is staring at the Duke of Gerald with an absolute zero degree eye. Well, that sucks. I agree.
Symmetrically, Sui looks like fun.
"I still have it. To homemade poems - and a diary of how drunk I am. I'm goin 'for it!
"Stop it! Please don't do this anymore. Yikes!! I did, I did!! Connect me to jail!
Oh, the Duke of Gerald fell.
"Uh, Poem, I want to chant, can't you?
You're pretty serious and angry because Sui loved Jend, too. I allowed myself to have no choice.
"... well, if you just stick around"
"Okay, this.
Title: Your eyes are a million volts.
Your smile, it's just-meeting in my heart.
Billy-breasted palsy YO
exciting, worth a million volts.
I am burned by you. [M]
It's like electric U NA GI "
……
It was read in a rap tone with a good voice in Sui's waste. This is terrible. What is this? Poem? Is it Poem??
"Heh heh."
An innocent child has expressed honest thoughts.
"My sister thinks so, too. It's rather hard to comment. It hurts passing terrible. It hurts too much. If you're listening, I think you have some kind of talent for eating damage."
"Ugh!!
Apparently he was distracted by my overhonest comments. The Duke of Gerald strikes at me but is knocked down by a blow by a neighboring dilk.
"Dilk is cool..."
"Rosalind, are you hurt?
"No!
Smile and stick to one arm of Dilk. Dirk will nadenade me. Sui spoke to me in such a good mood.
"But that's Rosalind. He's looking right at them."
"... well, that's not true"
In the end, the Duke of Gerald was imprisoned for various crimes and said that the death penalty would not be spared.
We each broke up and I worked to help my father with his work. As far as information leakage was concerned, our investigation was not perfect, so it was interrogated for the time being.
Thus, the long attempted assassination of Rosalind was closed.