Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

After Dida and Lyle left, I returned to normal business. But I can't get the exchange out of my head.

"... ah"

As a result, I made a brilliant mistake in the paperwork.

I guess it refers to this state of mind...... what an outrageous idea comes to mind.

I put the pen down once and stretched out my body as much as I wanted. There's a serious noise in Boki and Maiden.

What floats in the back of your brain is an earlier exchange.

... There is no right answer. That's something I've thought about more than once since I was appointed Lord's Agent.

But once again, it hits the wall.

If we're just talking about "if" … "what if”, it's easy to cut it off.

At that time, it's a good story to delude yourself into claiming that you just have to be ready.

But then I'm sure... Dida is not convinced. And the deceptively applied and hardened plating will surely peel off at the earthen pit.

When that time really came...... perhaps I wouldn't even delude myself. I even felt like disturbing it unnecessarily.

Even now, many times, I have kept the fate of a man... the Inoch.

Because the incompetent Lord kills the people.

... but the next one has a different dimension.

A person's life is exchanged directly, and he bears the responsibility.

More than ever, I bear the lives of my people.

... Even me in this world, as opposed to the eagle in my previous life, felt like I was shuddered by its too heavy and heavy blame.

I wish it was a world where no one would be hurt.

... That's just pre-construction. I'm just afraid I'll give the instructions.

If this is really the game world......

Maybe it was a friendly world for everyone.

Nobody was hurt, and the dirty part, as if in a story, was wrapped in oblate, and even if it were told like a beauty story.

No, even in the game... there was a villain named Iris, and that was taking on the dirty part in one hand. Really, maybe there's no such thing as a friendly world for everyone.

Either way, this world is real.

Otherwise, there shouldn't be so many different things to show off.

The drooling strife of the nobles amidst the intersection of various thoughts.

A sight that was not told in the story, that would make me want to frown on the difference between rich and poor.

Every single one of them gives rise to different thoughts.

That's why I'm still worried.

... Ask Tanya to bring me something to drink. I don't get a job in my current state.

Abandoning my thoughts, I tried to call Tanya.

"... oh..."

At that time, the pile of documents collapsed. A few of them dance to the universe.

Oh, I did......

The documents that were classified as corners got mixed up. Honestly, I'm disgusted considering the effort and time to reorganize this.

"... Tanya"

"Yes, here"

"I'm sorry, I'm going to the salon. Instruct them to prepare tea. Then can I ask you to sort out the paperwork here?

"I'm in awe"

Eventually, I threw everything out and went to rest.