I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

A few days passed on my fifth birthday.

Early morning in the early spring when there is still darkness.

Maybe it was some kind of hunch that Mrs. Golton woke up at a time when she still couldn't come to wake up either. Inside the mansion stands russian, and the grown-ups' lowly talking voices echo in detail.

I quickly changed from night to everyday clothes and gently slipped out of the room. The hallway is blurry and dark seeping, and it's chilly.

Wearing tunics and clothes like a piece of fabric called Dharmatica are everyday clothing in this country...... precisely in this area, but this is heavy in vain. It's hard just to hold the hem so the cloth won't pull over.

I would have to make a big deal of myself in the room until Mrs. Golton picks me up, but this is all the noise in the mansion. There will be nothing to blame for going to see how things are going to get out of the way.

This mansion, known as the Golden Hill "Kokoka" Hall "Yataka" and others, is so small that it is not unlikely, given the temporary luxury of the Cardia family. The origin of the name would be the wheat fields surrounding the perimeter of the hall, which is the direct jurisdiction. In this realm, wheat with high unit costs is grown in the direct jurisdiction, and black wheat is grown mainly in the fields of the inhabitants. Until three years ago, it appeared that Hatake's "Every Thing" hangs on the wasteland.

In Arksia, the residence of the lord would normally be the size of a small castle, but since the Cardiac realm remains small and poor for generations, there seemed to be no room to build a castle or anything else.

What my father left unrebuilt... was he afraid that the flashy construction would attract his attention? The habit, the prison, is the worst person to make because it is greatly increasing. All I thought about was holding back knowing that my actions fuelled the disgust of the people.

For these reasons, the Golden Hill Hall, which falls into the smallest category as an aristocratic residence, divides the second and third floors into living spaces such as bedrooms and the first floor into corresponding spaces such as reception salons and canteens.

To my bedroom, located almost at the deepest end of the second floor of the mansion, I dived into the noise of the downstairs, which I could hear even separating the floors, which were never thin, even as I was fascinated, and moved to the area around the stairs. This is the first time since I killed my family.

Let's hide ourselves in the shadow of the pillars and gently peek at the entrance under our eyes from the fence of the staircase. Both doors of the front door were open, busily many adults repeatedly walking in and out. Most of them are armed men, and perhaps Viscount Cardia's leadership will wrap around leather-centric, non-unitary equipment. Wearing armor made of metal, were the soldiers prepared by the Earl of Teresia himself or sent through the House of Lords...

Considering that the soldiers who came in from other realms with the "Chain Mail" are very normal, maybe the technical standards in this realm lag behind on a century-by-century basis. Isolation of the Lords is prevented by the House of Lords, and that is unusual in Arksia, where domestic standards are being stabilized. Relax again.

There are currently eleven human beings living in this mansion, including me and the Earl of Teresia. Mrs. Golton, my nanny Nurse; Mrs. Mareshan, tutor Gavanes; Berwaier, secretary of the Count; Natan and bread-roasted Olga of Cock; Isadora and Febe of Maids; Boreswaf of Gardeners; and Mary of Lower Girls.

Only me and Mrs. Golton and Mrs. Mareshan would have no problem staying in the bedroom until this hour, and everyone else should have already started working.

As a result, there is a slight leak of anger from the reception.

He said he wanted to know what it was about and came out of his room, but it was obscure. Even if he concentrated his consciousness, he couldn't pick up what it meant.

Should I give up and go back? It's time for Mrs. Golton to come to the room to wake me up. Outside the window, Zhu was beginning to shoot thick into a thin, cloudy dark sky.

I cursorily turned my heel back, feeling the thought of pulling my hair back.

It was just at that time that someone rushed into the reception room.

How urgent it felt to close the door, or did you not feel the need to do so?

From the lost reception of the separation, the voice sounding good even though it was not as loud reached my ear very easily.

"I will report to you. Azir Ilyshetz, stationed in the village of Cyril, has received news of the discovery of the wolf dragon Dracanis."

- Wolfdragon Dracanis? I inadvertently stop stepping out at that sound that I can even feel out of place.

The name of the monster that comes out of the gaga story has become so pressing. I twisted my neck, forgetting that I was trying to go back to my room for a match that was only odd to "even".

Some of the gaga stories Mrs. Golton tells in her bedtime story exist that are classified as heroes Tan. Maybe it doesn't change that the monster exorcism of good and evil is one of the popular stories to try to change the world.

For example, an episode in which Wetzler, the entourage of the great godson Kusha Fema in Earl Kusha religion, welcomes his daughter to his wife, who has exorcised and rescued the evil and immense werewolf dragon, is known throughout Arxia. Most of all, this is more of a myth verse than a gaga story...... There are other stories of ancient sages comparing wisdom to old werewolf dragons who lived for thousands of years, but this is one of the frequently told gaga stories.

According to this, a werewolf dragon is a giant wolf with scales, with wings similar in shape to snakes at the tail and bats at the shoulder to fly through the sky.

─ ─ I thought it was just a kind of fictional synthetic beast, but it didn't seem like it.

The werewolf dragon exists. Speaking of which, this world wasn't just another world, it was fantasy, and I still remember it. If I recall the information in the game often, the word 'demon' appeared several times.

Especially since the Black Mountains (Amon Knoll) and the Snow Snakes live in the depths facing the Bandicea Plateau, there seems to be very little to see.

"Still, I can't believe there's a wolf dragon out there all of a sudden. What the hell is wrong with you?

"... somehow"

Mrs. Golton, who had been asked questions about werewolf dragons early in the morning, blurred vaguely with no excuse to think of how good she was, even though she would hear them back with a strange face.

You can't possibly leave the room and tell them the facts of wandering around early in the morning or anything like that.

Even after noon, the mansion remained noisy.

It seems the Earl of Teresia has no particular intention of hiding anything from me about werewolf dragons. Although the Count had instructed Lady Golton not to approach the reception room because it was standing in, when she was in the dining room she was able to listen to stories exchanged in the reception room very normally.

There is one fairly large individual wolf dragon found. According to the stories we hear, the ecology of werewolf dragons is close to that of ordinary wolves, usually acting in herds. That means that the wolf dragon is a lone wolf who left the village.

What brings the werewolf dragon down from the Black Mountains (Amon Knoll) to the people on purpose? There is no reason why a new territory could not be built in the mountains. When it comes to big individuals, I don't think they get away with losing so easily in a territorial feud.

"Dear Eliza, we're eating now!

"... excuse me"

I concentrated my consciousness too much to think about. A sharp reprimand flew in from Mrs. Golton to a neglected meal, and in a hurry I stopped thinking about werewolf dragons.