Go to jail! 〜 The villainous daughter wants to be loved in the extra edition

The building was surprisingly large and naturally full of water. There is a small fountain in the center of the blowout entrance, with something like a river flowing beside it. Stained glass was embedded in the ceiling, and angel sculptures were embellished around it.

For a moment I wonder if Raphael has gone the wrong way to come. But when I saw the warden's uniform with a blue line in the gray that came out to pick me up, I was glad that it was the same as the one the illustrative gild wore. This is definitely 'The Jail of the Water Palace'.

"I'm so sorry that you took the time to step up. I'll show you. This way, please."

Led by a small, gray-haired warden, we went through a long hallway to the back of the building. Then I hear the sound of water. There was a lot of water flowing from the top, partitioning each cell like a curtain. The prisoner's side is invisible because it is blocked (chattered) by intense water. Of course you won't see this one from over there. So closer to the wall than to the curtains.

"Please be careful not to touch the water"

The warden looked around as he said. There's no sign of a guard other than him, but maybe that's all it means is that this place is well built and you don't have to worry about breaking out of jail.

Each one is divided by sharper water of faster speed than we thought, and it feels dangerous when approached. Although I've seen it on TV a little before, even though it's water, I think I can cut it with iron instead of radishes. Sure, you can't get away with this, and you'll get hurt before you get out of jail.

Veronica, the villain's warrant lady, spends the majority of her out-of-the-box time in this, so sometimes there's something that comes up in her chest. But unfortunately, the imagination and reality were completely different.

The exterior and entrance are splendid, but there is just tons of water around here with the jail in the killing landscape. It's boring. Summer may be just fine, but I feel cold now in winter. Even thought of it as a pilgrimage to the Holy Land was a little floating because it was the place where love with Zildo was born during the making. I want to put a drink in myself like that. After all, prison is a prison, and there are no shards of mood.

"Have a look, would you like?

The warden I was guiding turns around.

I look for words in a daze.

"What do you say, Nica? How do you feel about being here for the first time?"

Raphael also asks me for my opinion.

I used to tell him enthusiastically that I wanted to go to jail.

"... Yep, that's more intense than I thought. The sound of water is loud. Some of the momentum is sharp, so even the hard stuff is going to cut off."

"Exactly. That's why getting out of jail is difficult. If you try to get out there, your body will be cut off."

"I knew..."

I can't believe I admired this place.

Me hoping to go to jail and get out of the way.

That would have foolishly shown me in Raphael's eyes.

In "Branois", the guard manipulates the magic stone to weaken the momentum of the water at the entrance and take care of the prisoners' meals. Only a few words exchanged then. Still, Zildo sympathizes with Veronica's situation, gradually as she cares. Veronica is also attracted to the sinister and gentle older jilds.

One day Zildo tries to escape Veronica by manipulating magic stones without permission. Prepared to be punished, he desires his loved ones to be happy in the outside world.

Veronica, however, did not escape. She was also thinking about Jildo and showing him around. If I run away, the guard's jild will be in terrible shape. Hands and hands that touch each other for the first time over the water wall, two staring at each other uncut -

But this, then, is cutting rather than cutting. As long as it doesn't considerably weaken the water momentum, you won't even be able to get inside. There's no such thing as a twisted love. If you go nearby, you may be loud, unable to talk, and unable to sleep at night. Really, here, that scene?

As I was leaning my neck, the warden opened his mouth towards Raphael.

"As I told you earlier. The magic stones are in bad shape because the magic formations are about to disappear and the amount of water is higher. You can't weaken it, you can't go in there."

"Right. Seems worse than when I came here last time. What about the meals of those inside?

"No, nothing since last night"

"That shouldn't be. Shall I fix it right away?"

Hearing Raphael's answer, I wonder.

How do I fix it?

Raphael's magic is supposed to be light and fire. He healed me with light, and when he was caught, he appeared a firepillar with magic in the magic stone of a pendant. I guess he's a special example, though I've never heard of anyone who could use two kinds. As much as I said myself before that magic is amazing because of my ancestral returns.

But when the attributes change, so does the magic formation. Sometimes I hear that even wizards can make mistakes about the attributes they specialize in because what is painted on a magic stone is just complicated. So I don't think he can fix it on this occasion dealing with attributes that aren't water. Maybe I just came to get the magic stone, or something?

"Nica, I'm sorry. It seems to be in a hurry. In the meantime, you're free, right? You should get someone to deal with you."

Raphael smiled at me.

You mean redraw the magic formations on this occasion?

We need water magic here, don't we?

... No way!

"Can Raphael also use the magic of water?

"Oh. Finally, I'm also going to supply magic. I told you I have business to attend to.

"Raphael, could it be magic you can handle..."

"Nica, you're probably right. Because I'll tell you the answer later. By the way, Warden, is he here?

"Him?... Oh, I'm here. Let's call it in."

Who the hell is he?

Even when I look at Cleman, the escort who was behind Raphael, he shakes his head to the side. Cleman, who will be my brother-in-law in the future. If he doesn't even know he's almost in action with the prince, there's no way I can tell.

"There will be stories about each other. Talk fully. Nica, be good."

Raphael walks in the direction where he thinks there is a magic stone when he drops a quick kiss on my cheek. You told me to go with you, and they left me out of the way. There's no way I can accumulate stories with people I don't know. Besides, I wish I didn't have to say it in a tone that makes me be a good kid and tell my kids. I don't care how old this place has always been, or how old it is.

Standing in a swoop, he came with a man with a returning warden. Of course I'm the first person to see you.

"Thank you for waiting. Did His Highness go first?

"Yeah. What about you?

The moment that person takes his hat and looks up, I breathe sharply.

He said this face is - j (...) l (...) d (...)!