5: 00 a.m.
As soon as I wake up, I wash my face and confirm my plans for today.
(Will you accompany Vik on an inspection in the afternoon and exchange views with the ministers at night...... Wow - trouble......)
I was playing in the city late yesterday, but I'm in great shape because I haven't been drinking. Claire tells me to take Dion out with me, but I'm sure he's not the type.
In the morning, he decides to move his body just a little bit in the room.
To train a full sword after this, but to get used to it lightly.
I'd rather be all-mighty for Keith, who specializes in swordsmanship, or Lewis, who excels in witchcraft and knowledge. Among other things, I'm particularly good at intelligence.
Vik also says that my night out is part of my job and rather recommends it.
Originally, I like girls.
Smells soft and sweet, makes me think it's cute. But those kids want to keep it for viewing on a daily basis instead of putting it on their side.
By the way, night games are not out of work areas apart.
Sometimes I get misunderstandings, but I don't think it's particularly important because this is my role.
After gently swinging the sword to confirm the movement, load and review the necessary materials for today's work while grasping the bread.
After I got back from the city last night, I read it until I memorized it word for word, word for word, but one more time, just in case.
I didn't really like the effort. [M] Or, essentially, it should still be.
But I can't show her any more than I've decided to be here.
Meet her, back 10 years.
I was only eight years old.
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"Donnie, let me introduce you to the daughter of Count Clark's house."
I thought I was just mishearing what my father said. Because it was a brunette shortcut boy right in front of me.
The outfit isn't a dress, either, but a larger half trouser that looks like a culotte. Dark hair, eyes with a slightly strange atmosphere.
With a very beautiful face, he was the most beautiful boy I've ever met, often meeting people.
"It's Donnie Ward. Greetings."
When I gave him my hand, he named it too.
This is Louis Clark.
When I hold my hand all the time, it's surprisingly thin. But there was a sword in the palm of my hand, and I quickly found out that I was learning swordsmanship. After all, it's just a mishearing.
He's a man!
"Let's get together in the garden. There's something good about it."
When I ask him out, he shakes his neck and follows me.
"... trees, tree climbing...?
The Ward family's proud garden is huge. At the end there is a small tall hill, built to look over a strip.
It was my pleasure to climb that hill to the tree and look out over the city from the highest point in the Ward family. Lewis is confused when he sees me as soon as he leads me to a place to keep it.
"What's going on? Could it be that you've never climbed a tree?
"No. Neither your father nor your brother will let the tree climb loose"
The Count Clark family is surprisingly tough, I say to Lewis.
"Then you can try going up for the first time today. Up the tree, it feels good to see everything! You want me to take care of it?
"Yeah. Poppy. I can go up on my own."
These tree branches are a little complicated and difficult for beginners to climb.
But Lewis climbs quietly after me, trying and mistakenly by herself. I'm sure he hates losing so much.
When he arrived at the top, he sat with his legs tangled in tree branches and looked out over the city of Ultz, which stretched out of the garden.
"Amazing, here. You can see well to the royal palace."
"Isn't this my favorite place?"
Looks like Lewis is happy. I'm glad I showed you here, I thought.
"Doni."
My new friend called me by my name for the first time, and I'm just a little tense.
"What?"
"Will you leave your father alone with what went up in the tree today? I'm sure he'll come."
"Oh, fine! That's a man's promise!
To my answer, for a moment, after a bewildered emotion, Louis laughed.
"... like, it"
The smile was kind of dazzling.
And then we used to hang out together. It's only when Lewis comes to the Ward family on his father's errands, so roughly, it's a couple of times a year.
Looks like Lewis is also close to His Royal Highness Vique, the first prince of this country, and I heard something about him in the royal palace on a tree.
He wasn't the type to chat with peppers, but he's very funny when he's smart, knowledgeable and deep.
It was fresh to me that I felt the aristocratic warrant of the same generation was a little childish.
And Lewis seemed keen on the archery of the sword as well. Occasionally, the swordsmen were crushed, and there were scratches on their legs peeking through their half pants.
I've only done a few things together. [M] As expected, he was terribly strong. Before I could even cross my sword, I was stuck with a wooden knife in my throat and surrendered.
I've done everything easily since I was a little girl. The study solved the general problem when I was taught one thing, and the sword was the best among my friends even if I hadn't practiced it too seriously.
But for the first time since I met him, I told a kid about the same age, 'I totally lost!' I thought.
Clever and brilliant in swordsmanship, with connections to the First Prince, he will surely be a knight of His Majesty the King in the future. Well, it's none of my business.
When I first met Lewis, I didn't doubt it.