Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

"Surprised. Dear Cordelia, you've made friends with the children of the city."

Cordelia, voiced by Clarice, looked back as a

I didn't even realize I kept looking at the closed door until I was called out.

"The children earlier are children from a nearby village. Through the welfare business, I knew him."

"Really? You seem a lot admired, that's nice."

Clarice smiled as she was convinced, but eventually shrugged with her eyes slightly down.

"Dear Cordelia, you knew the story of the girl of your dreams."

"Yep. I didn't think you were that healthy..."

It's not unnatural for Cordelia to know the rumors in the Wang capital, but I don't want them to think I'm coming to church for Sherry. No, I do aim for Shelley, but the purpose is not fortune, but herself. Cordelia, although affirmative, worried about the area, but fortunately Clarice did not see it that way.

"I haven't talked to Mr. Shelley much yet either, but I'm sure she just wants to please people purely. But...... I'm personally anxious that you've used that rare power just a little inadvertently. Now she occupies the weather and so on, but sometimes someone comes to her and tries to satisfy her personal desires."

"Again, you hit it"

Clarice nodded silently and replied. There is a colour of concern on that face.

"... she often says she wants to strengthen herself and spread her fame, so that she can support Her Highness sooner or later. I'm glad to hear that - minus your age, the extremes are a little noticeable, and it could be poisonous."

……

"However, this is a personal view. Some believe that power will be a sign to enrich the country."

"... it's hard."

"Yes. It's still unknown how strong her powers will be. So these may also end in concern"

Clarice grinned slightly when she said so, pulling out only a little of her shoulder.

"It just doesn't involve being a very rare force even in the present situation. Now the knight is right around the corner, and I'm going to keep a close eye on her so she doesn't pop up on her own first. Because what's important to us is to keep the people out of danger."

Cordelia also nodded at Clarice's words guiding Sherry as a knight.

As a cordelier, I have a lot of doubts, but if Clarice is right, whether she has some problems or not, Sherry is acting on others now. So I can understand the concerns and worries.

(But it's very big that the knights are concerned about what's going on here)

I hope the days pass peacefully until I am picked up from Count Clyde Raine as I am.

But on the other hand I think so, then I'm concerned about the ghost words that are the reason I came here. If it's "I'm fine because I'm protected by a knight," there's no point in Cordelia coming here in the first place.

(What the hell are you saying there is?

Does the ghost expect Cordelia to possibly overlook 'something' and enjoy it, including that? Or really nothing, do you want to see the ghost words confuse you and turn right and left? I don't just fully trust the ghost claim of liquor. If the ghost knew Cordelia wanted to avoid Sherry, it would be harassment, but that's something she couldn't possibly know.

"But lately, it's a bit promising."

"Huh?"

Cordelia raised her face in response to that voice and ran her gaze straight in the direction Clarice stared at. Then one carriage gradually approached this way caught my eye. The carriage stopped in front of the church and a slightly skinny man with a cane showed up.

"Oh, this is Lord Keithley. Thank you for working today."

"Good day, Count Zakharov"

"It's always nice to see it. As reliable as you can be."

Count Zakharov, who exchanges greetings with Clarice, had a soft grin.

(Count Zakharov......? I'm sure your name was Boris.)

Cordelia has also heard of the family name, and can do enough to show on the map what area the territory is in, but I don't remember learning in detail. If it's a house with features or connections, I can tell you more, but the fact that it hasn't been taught should be a house that doesn't have much to do with the Pamela family.

Cordelia was looking at the timing of her greeting as she thought about it, but accidentally looked into contact with Count Zakharov.

"Is your daughter... perhaps the daughter of Count Pameladia?

"Nice to meet you, Count Zakharov. My name is Cordelia Ena Pameladia."

"Oh, excuse me. I'm Boris Zakharov. He's not as famous as your father, but he's the Count."

I know you're saying this, but it's very hard for Cordelia to respond. I can't say, "Is that so," and "That's not true," it's a lie. But if he was still grinning as he got lost in the words, Count Zakharov kept talking.

"I've heard rumors of you launching a charity with the son of the Marquis Frantheim. I also provide a lot of support, but if I get a chance, I'd like to have an exchange of views."

"Oh, thank you"

Surprised by the sudden words, Cordelia conveyed her thanks. In contrast, Count Zakharov turned his body back to Claris again after deepening his grin.

"Is that kid here today?

"I saw you earlier."

"Well, I'm looking forward to that"

With that said, Count Zakharov slowly disappeared into the church. The footing looked light instead of with the cane on it. Clarice, who dropped it off, shrugged with a tender look.

"Count Zakharov says you will feel the shadow of his late wife to Mr. Shelley"

"Your wife's...?

"Yes. They seem to be looking for clues, too, if it's not blood ties. It's not the wind of impossibility, so everyone in the church will be watching over you. For a long time, the Count has been so devoted to this church that he is trustworthy, and even Mr. Shelley agrees that he may adopt a son."

Indeed, Count Zakharov seemed a gentleman who seemed calm at first glance.

There shouldn't be any children in the Count Zakharov family close to Cordelia's age. But nevertheless, if you know the story of mobile libraries, it would also be true that you are familiar with the charitable aspects.

(But... I'm not supposed to be the one with the edge... If you have different heroin personalities, maybe that too......)

Even considering that it could be different from the game, we can't help but get caught up in the current situation, which is often what the game is all about. Shelley looks quite different about her personality, but so far she hasn't made a difference from the game about her name.

(In the first place, also about the reception of Count Clyde Raine, what was the deciding factor in the Count judging that child to be his daughter...?

If you have something with a family crest in it, you'll find out soon enough.

But if you possess something like that, I also think someone in the church has already found it.

(... Let me look into Count Zakharov a little bit when I get home)

An unauthorized intrusion would soon be more noisy than a knight's vigilance. To observe from Clarice's words, the knight is attentive to the Church. For one thing, it's not worse than Cordelia initially imagined.

"But is it going to rain... Does Master Cordelia have any plans after this?

"Yes, just a little..."

"Then why don't you take a tour later with the meaning of rearrangement? I'm free for the day tomorrow, how about Dear Cordelia?

"Thank you, may I ask you something?

"Absolutely."

Clarice's offer is very much appreciated by Cordelia.

(In any case, I have to come back here again)

I'm lucky on top of this that you made a reason to come. First, let's find out what we need to find out by tomorrow. I can't say anything at this stage about what is right or wrong.

With that in mind, Cordelia broke up with Clarice and left the spot behind.

Ronnie took a long sigh where there was a little more crowd on his way out of the church to his home in Fulvia.

"That was very strange. That girl, and how the lady's doing."

"Me too?

"You must have been restless."

"You can't deny that. 'Cause I thought you were a rare type of kid."

I really wanted to deny it, but when it came to 'That's not true,' etc., it also seemed like I was trying to force myself to hide the upset, and Cordelia shrugged her shoulders and affirmed. Because I guess what Ronnie says is that you're really getting into attitude in the first place.

"Well, you were a lot stronger. Doesn't a lady have a good chance of meeting someone strong?

…… Perhaps so. But strength isn't a bad thing in itself, is it?

"Well, confidence often leads to success. But there are many failures."

……

It's true that Hazel also bothered me when he didn't listen to people from the first meeting, but that was a matter involving Hazel himself, so I don't somehow understand how he's going to be desperate either.

In contrast, Shelley was not for people, but was angry that her claims were not heard.

(I hope it's good for people, but I don't get what I want and I get eclampsia, right? At least you look different than the heroin I know)

If Shelley is different from the game, maybe she doesn't have to be scared or worry about her future. Not that I can't have that expectation, but I also feel like I'm going to have another problem, not to mention whether I'm going to be involved in that.

"But is that really a dream based word? It's like a trust."

"Right."

"If I could dream of a way to grab a thousand bucks or something, I'd be able to live a very easy life."

"... that's what Ronnie wants to dream about?

"No, that's troublesome too if you think about it. I've heard that when you hit a shot, organizations that want to make donations push you all at once."

Cordelia sighed, wondering if it was something she could be convinced of for that reason.

"Well, he can't even talk about what he dreamed he'd do, and maybe he wouldn't do that."

"Yeah, right."

Ronnie's right, I didn't hear any rumors that Shelley had dreams about herself, and Shelley didn't say that today. Actually, it's possible that you're watching, but if you are, I think you can dream about how to convince someone you don't believe in.

(But you didn't think it was that atmosphere. I wonder if it's the same as heroin that you never use your powers for yourself.)

It is also possible that we simply haven't had enough power to dream yet, but we decided once to protect Shelley. All you have to do is see it through until she gets to safety, or find something so she can report a kidnapping matter by then. If there are too many uncertain elements to destroy your mood, but you can't leave it there, you have to do it.

"Hey... do you think there's a risk that she'll be stripped from church by an intruder?

Cordelia asked Ronnie, wondering if it was a little noisy.

"Getting stripped? Because it's a rare force, are you worried?

"Yes."

"... I don't think it's impossible, but it must be difficult. Even with the eyes of a knight, there are many blind spots, and the church is not secure because it is free to go in and out. So it would be easy just to get in touch with her."

"I knew... only to the point of contact, right?"

"Yes, even a little noise will soon convey the situation and make it harder to secure the escape route. Anyway, if you're going to run away alone, it's going to be hard if you're going to run away from the knight with a little girl."

Still, if we were to risk being kidnapped, would that mean that some help would be provided from within? No, because Shelley pops herself up in the first place, which could mean that she'll soon have a chance to explore if she waits.

(... it's really a headache issue)

I hope you are aware of the danger, along with the perception of the peculiar power... this makes me worried that even if I am welcomed into the aristocratic world in the future, there will be problems with my behavior considerably.

"That, Mr. Cordelia?

"Huh? Well! That's an odd encounter, Master Miles."

If they had stopped me from thinking about that and looked back, there stood a boy with a seen face. Unlike Vernault, it doesn't seem like he's strolling alone because his entourage is with him, but he's a rare opponent nonetheless.

"Good mood, we met in a rare place."

"Mr. Cordelia seems to be doing well, above all. But I was surprised, because I thought it was about Vernault to see you here."

I didn't follow up particularly because Cordelia had the same sentiment, bitterly laughing at whether it was a common perception that Vernor was wandering around. Except for Jill and Vernault, who also meet up, all over the city... there's nothing wrong with that.

"The reviews, they say, have produced good results. Congratulations."

"Thank you. Thanks to you, too."

"I wasn't expecting that seagrass to be like this, so I was surprised. I can't believe I was consulted early in the plan. I need to make sure your father never finds out. You're gonna get mad at me for making a better deal."

Miles, speaking in a slight manner, nevertheless conveyed his heartfelt blessings.

Though I'm somewhat sorry, it doesn't make any difference what I couldn't talk about given the profits. Perhaps Miles is laughing because it's a congratulation after understanding that too.

"Were you going somewhere today? No, or are we going somewhere now?

"I was asking about the Grand Bookshelf until earlier, and now I'm headed to the pharmacist. In the meantime, let me stop by the church."

"Well, that's a shame. I got a little interesting book, so I thought I'd stop by the office with you if I had time..."

I appreciate the invitation, but I wasn't in the mood to ride the invitation to Cordelia right now.

Fortunately, Miles wasn't the type to go through a strong claim. Another opportunity, and a friend who laughs and pulls it off is rare in Cordelia.

"But a church? What church did you stop at?

"It's a place famous for stained glass..."

"Oh, I wonder where Count Zakharov often goes"

"Oh, you know what?

To a light word, Cordelia accidentally circled her eyes, and Miles continued the words with a smile.

"Count Zakharov once worked in the shipping business."

"... Once upon a time, was it?

"Yeah. Not long before we were born, they lost two ships a summer and went out of business, but they said the charity was no different. I'm not a very popular person, but I have a good career in philanthropy, and if you tell me what you're talking about, I think there might be some things I can help with."

Surprised by the unexpected remarks from Miles, he added, "... Whatever you say, I've never seen your face in person either," and the connection is still thin.

"Boy, it's time"

"Oh, right.... Well, unfortunately, see you next time"

Cordelia also spoke to Ronnie, "Shall we go," as she heard Miles wave the scene after him say, "It's time for you to stop, isn't it?"

(... lose two ships... I don't know how much damage it is, but it's certainly not small, is it?)

He was a man with a nice smile. And as far as Clarice and Miles are concerned, I've been with the church for quite a while.

(... I don't know if I doubt that... but my mouth widened to find out)

Now with no clue, we just have to hit the possibilities one by one.

On the other hand, I wish I could find something, I couldn't help but find nothing and wish everything was a ghost lie.