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

The sound of the glass colliding with the floor and smashing sounded well around besides thoughts.

(This is... normally a matter for anyone to be furious with...!!)

Multiple glasses suddenly flew in, and a colored drink - fortunately it seemed to be juice, not wine, but still, the dress and face, are getting stunningly wet. That's also due to the inadvertent behavior of a single maid who suddenly took a tray from her supply hand, too much momentum. In that it was stranger not to be angry, Cordelia nonetheless silently wiped her face before uttering the words and gently ran her gaze around.

Brilliantly monopolize your gaze.

I can see my surroundings breathing and watching Cordelia.

I guess the situation is something like shattered glass and a drink on the dress from the face, then maybe you can understand it with the look of Sherry with the tray, but at the same time you can't understand it. If Cordelia is not a party but an outfield, I wonder why that is happening.

However, Cordelia hasn't missed a glimpse of Shelley's expression, though she also has a surprising look on her face, that gives her a taste of accomplishment for a moment.

(It wasn't even in the game, was it, heroin failure so far)

There was no surprise, but it was enough to have zero drinks in the fold that I bumped into, and that's also something that the damaged 'Cordelia' makes too unscrupulous a demand, so much so that 'Cordelia' 's words and actions were more drawn from the surroundings.

The action now may have been prepared by Shelley as an operation to uncover Cordelia's "true intentions," or she dreamed of something.

(Even if I can't imagine, do I have to? You've done things you don't even know.)

And it doesn't involve one thing.

Besides, whatever you say in Shelly's satisfying 'Cordelia' appearance now shouldn't cause any problems. Not at all good at acting or anything, Cordelia erased her expression and never opened her mouth to her will.

"'Is it you again,' Mr. Shelley." Do you know what you've done?

This is the first time I've ever told Shelley the same words as the line "Cordelia" issued.

I guess Cordelia was waiting for this word, and I saw Shelley. Shelley covered her mouth with both hands.

"Wow, I would like to help... but I'm sorry, Master Cordelia"

I can't peek at your expression from the way you leaned down.

But it doesn't look like Cordelia to me like she really needs an apology. It would be a deliberate act in the first place, and it still has a frightening atmosphere, but questions remain about words that would claim their legitimacy before apologizing.

Cordelia took one sigh.

"The inadvertent actions you have taken can hinder people. 'Look back at what you did and how foolish you were'. What you need is not self-defense, but sincere apology and reflection."

"When words are not enough, do you mean? In what way do I show my sincerity?"

What thoughts is the voice trembling from?

And Cordelia approached, and Shelley stiffened herself. Maybe that's supposed to fly even flat-handed from Cordelia, but Cordelia isn't 'Cordelia'.

Thoughts are completely separate, even if you quote the words' Cordelia 'from time to time.

Cordelia passed right next to Shelley.

And about three steps forward and turning around, Shelley was also turning with a full look of surprise.

Cordelia turned to that sherry and turned a sharp gaze. After all, I guess I didn't notice anything.

"This is the one you owe an apology to before I do."

"Huh?"

The most trembling thing about the word was the service that made my face blue.

Shelley didn't understand the meaning of losing words and seeing the servitude she could wield.

But the supply bowed its head like it was suddenly bounced.

"Also, I'm sorry...!! Your injury is...!!"

"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine."

"But what, the glass... and the servings...!!"

What I was preparing was taken away by a warrant, and even that damages other warrants. In response, the supply was extremely disruptive. And when I saw the glass fragments scattered across the floor, I opened my eyes even wider. And as he tried to run over, Cordelia stood still with one hand.

"Please calm down. You'll hurt your hand. Please wait while others pick up the tools for cleaning."

"So, but..."

"It's okay, I'll clean it up by the time Your Highness is here."

Still, I don't know what I've done, and the color doesn't go back to the face of the service.

Cordelia turns to Shelley again as she calms down by kneeling next to the servant who has dropped her knee and stroking its back.

"Mr. Shelley, are you still not going to apologize?

"I don't know what you're talking about. Isn't it natural that it's not worse! What do you think he needs to be afraid of?"

I don't understand the situation, so I'm in a hurry.

The results differ from what I thought when I said I drew out the words' Cordelia '. They were supposed to expose Cordelia's ugly mind, but they also understand that their expectations and circumstances are different from the surrounding atmosphere.

Cordelia stood up slowly.

"It's my responsibility for the job I've been entrusted with. Who will be questioned about the cause?"

"You're going to blame her!? Even the dress must have a lot of substitutes!? Even the glass isn't yours!

"I'm saying it's not a strange occasion to do that. It's not surprising that I let an invitee unfamiliar with my job help me with a quote, a situation in which the royal family is harming those they invite, even if I didn't care, to be held accountable in any way."

I guess Shelley doesn't understand the value of the glass that's here or anything. The dress could also leave stains. I guess you don't even imagine that if that claim goes to service, it's going to be a big deal.

Cordelia went on to fold herself up to Sherry, who was even trying to find words that could be disputed with Cordelia staring at her.

"What the hell do you want to do, annoy others? If you mean to keep bothering people, 'Remember, you're going to turn Cordelia ena Pameladia completely against your enemies. I will not forgive you." "

Cordelia, along with that declaration of war, felt a loss of weight from her shoulders.

The dispute with Shelley is not yet completely over. But I felt completely distinguished by the fact that I was able to mouth the same line as "Cordelia" in "Cordelia" 's preferred outfit and still tell Sherry a different idea than "Cordelia".

Cordelia smiled loosely as she felt she could bring it to her usual pace, although not until the tension was relaxed.

But Shelley shook her voice.

"Why... you say things like you're on the side of justice..."

That was a really small voice. I never told Cordelia, even though it was an inquiry. But no matter what Shelly thinks, there's nothing on her side here.

But in the meantime, all of a sudden, Sherry stepped out and grabbed Cordelia's arm.

!?

"If only you had... acted the way you dreamed!!"

Cordelia opened her eyes to the magic that had poured rapidly from her grabbed arm in just a moment.

In an instant, an unpleasant sensation wrapped around my body, making me feel very close to what I felt during the curse I had felt in the past.

(This, the kind of spell...!? How could Shelley...!?)

No wonder Shelley herself has more powerful magic than she was born into the Clyde Raine family. But I don't think we'll be able to use such a ban in two years.

But trying to unwave my arm doesn't work well with chills. Plus, even if we could get the same power as usual, the power Shelley grabs is so strong that we don't think it belongs to the lady.

(Magic is also rampant!!)

Cordelia, who understood that Shelley was coming to kill herself with the momentum that she could take herself on the road, tried to resist with utmost necessity. But a moment's delay is huge.

(Bad)

The condition must have passed quickly around, I thought I heard someone who would have been a knight on the guard.

(But I can't make it...!

If I hadn't run away at all - with that thought Cordelia concentrated all her nerves and resisted even witchcraft. I give up - when I told myself so strongly, Cordelia's arm suddenly got hot.

It ran through the body at the same time to reflux all previous chills, and all the disgusting signs disappeared. The bracelet, which was then the source of heat, was shattered and scattered.

Cordelia looked at the bracelet that broke and fell to the floor as she calmed her rough breath.

(On the bracelet, protected...?

Shelley had been held back by a knight while Cordelia breathed relief.

But Shelley's already lost consciousness, and I can't see any resistance.

"Are you hurt?"

Asked by another knight, Cordelia shook her head small.

"Nothing. More than that, she may be under some kind of curse."

"The curse...?

"I don't know much about it either. But there came a power that didn't seem to belong to her."

The knight nodded at the cordelia telling him small. I guess that means looking into it.

In the first place, you activated a magic trick to harm them, but also in the castle. Even if it is determined that the power does not lead to death, it is necessary to investigate it. Cordelia doesn't know what kind of disposition that will be. However, that is already not within the scope of what Cordelia would do.

"For one thing, I will disperse you. I'm not dressed to be in public right now."

"Then I call on Master Ishma"

"Your concern hurts, but fine. I can't stand in the way of your brother's work."

The noise may already be in your ears, but making you reschedule because you're inside can lead to a lot of confusion. Cordelia picked up her crushed bracelet.

"Can I just ask you to arrange a carriage? This is it, I'll be waiting for you in the courtyard with little eyes."

"... ok. Well, let's give someone a confession."

"No, that's fine too. I still know about the location, and I want to calm down a little."

If Cordelia said so, neither did the knight say anything more.

But before I walked away, I remembered something I had to say, and again I leaned in front of the service, gazing high and opening my mouth.

"If you like the glass, I'll explain it to you later, too. Because it's obvious you didn't do it intentionally."

"No, this... is mine, even for me... Cordelia..."

"I don't care. But if you get sick about today and can't help your work here, don't come to my house. You're welcome to be more responsible."

And Cordelia left the venue behind.

"Talk to Your Highness later, please," Clive and I had plenty of room to smile.

And Cordelia, who reached the courtyard, slowly stretched her back after making sure there were no signs of people around her.

"Tired...!!"

I don't think the ladies acted like they did, but I still couldn't help but raise my hands and stretch my spine. All the shoulder burdens that were only marginally left were gone, and my head was really clear.

"I don't know about her disposition, but I hope this inspires you to face reality,"

I don't dare to get involved myself, but I still wasn't going to blame Sherry for Cordelia right now. That's because Cordelia herself has the thought that if she doesn't remember, she could have been in 'Cordelia' and Sherry's shoes.

In addition, Cordelia had more to worry about than Sherry's future. That's about the magic Shelley used.

(I don't think that means I had to follow with a curse like Lara... either may have been abetted and accepted)

And if you think about it, the question is who gave you the curse.

If only the signs I felt were similar to the curse that had been laid on Lara, it would be the magic of the Durrauz kingdom.

When I think of it, the face of one person comes to mind.

"It was also moving behind 'Cordelia' if it might be a ghost, or..."

There is no evidence or anything.

A presence that had never seen its face since its return to the Wang Capital enjoyed Cordelia's actions whenever she appeared. With Shelly two years ago, I know ghosts, too.

……

I thought for a moment everything was cleared up, but I still had my mind on it.

If I don't settle with an unnamed ghost, I feel like it won't be a real goodbye to 'Cordelia'.

(If this was really the work of the ghost, there must still be something coming close to me -)

Yes, it was time to think about it.

A hasty footsteps reached his ear and Cordelia accidentally stood up. But I remember saying that this footstep was too cluttered for a ghost, and I didn't want to be near the castle. If it's a decree that the carriage was ready, I think it's a little too hasty even if you care to call me.

Cordelia I thought of that, but the person who showed up in front of me was unexpected.

"Your Highness...?

Cordelia lost her word to the dark-haired blonde who let her breath out.