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

I don't go outside except in the courtyard of the mansion or in front of the front door. My days repeat every day a schedule that is completely unchanged.

In the morning, Mrs. Golton woke me up, gave me a late morning prayer with a good demeanor, and a morning meal in the dining room. Until noon I take classes by Mrs. Mareshan, grab a snack, exercise in the courtyard if it's sunny, if the weather is bad, do a reading, wipe my body with water when the sun starts to fall, pick up an afternoon meal, and finally, perform an evening prayer and go to bed.

There is little concept of free time, as the children of the aristocratic family are thus more thorough about what is called a regular life by the nanny Nurse.

When it was time to get used to the state of the restless mansion due to the wolf dragon Dracanis noise.

It was me and Mrs. Golton, who lived their normal lives as if there were no such thing as rushing adults in and out, but certain events forced me to change that routine from the ground up. The Earl of Teresia immediately gave me the material for my emotional education.

On that day, the upper string of the two moons, the mansion was rarely quiet back. Because the adults who were making noise about the mansion day after day went out to capture or expel the werewolf dragon.

It was when the three of us were eating snacks, as usual, with Mrs Mareshan's lecture, which would be held as if nothing had happened. The entrance was russian and the dining room door opened. That's how the Earl of Teresia, who came in, purposefully spoke directly to me to come to the courtyard as soon as he finished his meal.

What the hell was the first thought?

It is also surprising that the Earl of Teresia needs me, but what is even more surprising is that the Earl himself called me until he imitated such a small-time use. Since we first exchanged words last night, I have had several opportunities to speak directly, but enough times with one hand. I panicked and packed a snack to see if it even happened in a critical situation because of that pattern. He also ran into the courtyard knowing his demeanor.

However, when it came to the key issue, it seemed to me that we were going to raise the Wolf Dragon Child (Drakanishhen).

The werewolf dragon that was in the realm this time was a female individual, and I would have liked to have searched for a convenient land to give birth to.

The fact that no male was found to be the number one and was full of scratches made him think that he had apparently come down the mountain after losing a territorial battle and being driven out of the nest hole. From the pattern of their appearance in the village, the Counts appeared to have searched for the wolf dragon's temporary "Kalinegura" for protection, but the wolf dragon itself seemed to have died unbearably in childbirth, leaving behind the four-headed wolf dragon (Drakanishhen).

Werewolf dragons are highly intelligent demons and can be used as horsemen, etc. if people are familiar with them well before maturity.

For the last 200 years or so, there is no real example, so it is merely inheritance, but to try it out. This realm, which is one of the most insecure in the country because of my father, sometimes houses the military force arranged by the Earl of Teresia for the sake of peace, and there will be the idea that even if training fails, disposition will be easy. In Cardiac territory, frequent snow snakes emerge from demonic forests and black mountain ranges in the eastern kings, often causing even less damage to livestock. Since the main food of the wolf dragon is the snow snake, the Earl of Teresia seems to have decided to raise it because it can be used for the realm if it can be used successfully. I have no objection either.

Of the four wolf dragons, three were sent to Yugfena Castle Fort, the king's border guard fort to the east, he said. The one remaining is held by Count Teresia, who sat on a bench in the courtyard, sucking the breast milk of a dog made to be contained in skimmed cotton. It was quite a surreal sight for an old man with a relatively tough face, the Count, to take care of the wolf dragon that only a puppy could see, and when he popped out into the courtyard, he had no idea what to say to the dude.

Unexpectedly, I didn't mind being pompous, and the Count briefly explained the upside of things, then gave a perfectly brief explanation of why he called me.

"Eliza, you will be the lord of this wolf dragon. Take care of yourself every day so you can tame yourself properly"

"Okay."

In this conversation with the Count, confusion is allowed only for more or less two seconds. This time it was clarified in advance until the intent of the werewolf dragon breeding, so the reply became an immediate one. When is it possible that Dada is not educated as an aristocratic child that she is equipped with the thinking skills that make her head clear to herself?

With the help of Mrs. Marchant, who has a reputation for her knowledge and taste, she decided to name the wolf dragon Raswiwok, who became a terribly rare pet.

It is the name of the ancient sun god that used to be believed here in the Yugfena region. Now it's just a treatment of obsolete gaga stories, and when the sun names it in the story, it names this name. I remember Mrs. Golton asking me when, if we were to talk about the rats missing the sun over the cheese for Raswiwok and people getting in trouble for the weakened sun.

I thought Mrs. Golton's origins were southwest of Arxia, around the Grunfeld region, but it's something I used to know about Yugfena's gaga story...... It's so serious that if it's not accommodating, it's about Mrs. Golton that she might have bothered to look into it.

Raswiwok was really a newborn wolf dragon.

When the noise of the wolf dragon began, by the time the moon, which was the upper string, was the third moon, Raswiwok began to open his eyelids with thin rashes. Wanting milk and rubbing her nose small, she was rubbing against skimmed cotton in a shabby motion, but when she gained vision, she began to turn her nostrils at risk, and Kamil, the apprentice soldier who shares the caretaker, regrets for a long time.

"That obnoxious was adorable..."

"Isn't that what growth is all about?

"Toddler." And then it's adorable, Tsari. Tsari's lack of cuteness is due to the disproportionate lack of childhood... "

I don't know why, but Kamil, who calls me Tsari, once drives me to the other side of consciousness to be a fine aristocrat with a Viscount position, he talks about it. He's completely rude. Forgive any disrespect where others have no eyes, what a mistake you may have made in the first place. We thought it would be troublesome for each other to be afraid of each other just because they work together face to face every day.

"That young things are all adorable because they gain the asylum cravings of others, which means they are a kind of defensive method"

"That's not what Tsari's really cute about"

That's how it's decided to flow until Camille suppresses her head and does an imitation to mourn, and she hears the sound of Mary the lower daughter blowing out of the hallway facing the courtyard. This sentiment seemed interesting, and she laughed ridiculously at listening to me and Camille's conversation like this from time to time.

Do you even take a breath instead of breathing in your daily work? I don't mean to take it, but if it's funny to hear it, I think you'd like it.

"If you're playing by hand, I think Raswiwok will be able to move by himself next."

"A werewolf dragon born in Shuo opens his eyes on the night of his watch, runs and plays on the night of his lower string, and leaves his nest on the night of March. Raswiwok was born before and after the previous day of hope, so the time when he opened his eyes matched the contents of the song"

"I've been told a long time ago that we used werewolf dragons as watchdogs in this neighborhood, but I don't know if it's true."

I heard Kamil groan so intriguingly, looking into Raswiwok's golden eyes.

In less than ten days this little creature will move around alone...... pet it with your baby in my previous life. Be human. As far as I was concerned, I enjoy seeing that growth every day, and miss the young adorability lost every day. I would never put it in my attitude, but what I feel may not be the same as Kamil.