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

Last day of the birthday celebration.

A number of strange faces lined the unusually used hall and the courtyard facing it. They are lord nobles who rule neighboring territories and nobles in various positions connected to the Earl of Teresia. I've never seen him in person, although I know his first name.

There can be no such thing as an acquaintance of nobility to me who killed my family at an early age and stayed out of direct jurisdiction until yesterday. It was also the first time for as many people as I can remember to gather in the Golden Hill Hall like this.

From the upstairs window you see a brightly colored flood spreading beneath your eyes. Since I am still a minor, I leave the response of my guests to the Earl of Teresia. Wait here until you have all the guests you've invited.

"That young man is the son of Viscount Henznad. Then the green knight costume next to it is one of the sons of the Earl of the Junas Frontier"

"Around the age of leaving an advanced learning institute? If the tranquillity continues, we'll be friends for a long time until their son's generation."

Camille, who stands next to me and explains the neighborhood of those nobles, has gone outside the realm several times as an escort to the Earl of Teresia.

It seems normal to be a nobleman of the Wang capital, a nobleman without a title, or a nobleman who keeps those children at his side, but a nobleman who rules small territories in the outer interior often brings civilians. The neat Wang Du aristocracy, the Count of Teresia with a background in court service, had transformed his followers by relative aristocracy so that when he went to the neighborhood, he would accompany those in the leadership to serve the Teresian family when he went to the Wang Du.

And because there were not so many opportunities to go to the neighborhood, Kamil was borrowed in that case, to say the least.

If it's so obvious, I can see Count Theresia moving to make this Kamil my squire no matter how dull. With Kamil on my side today, I'm sure that's confirmed.

Looking down at the faces of the nobles for some time now, Berwaier followed the Earl of Teresia downstairs until earlier. This man travels fast with arrow cod. When you become the secretary of the Earl of Teresia, will you wear it even on high speed walking?

"Dear Eliza, the people present are ready."

"Okay. I'll be down in a minute. Kamil, get Raswiwok."

"Yes, Master Eliza"

In front of Berwaier, he left Raswiwok's lead to Kamil, who had changed his attitude, to pay for a luxurious cloak that fell off his shoulder.

As usual, today's outfit is a knight's courtesy, which is also a positive courtesy, not an abbreviation, today. Abbreviations and quasi-courses should be in the long court. But when it comes to cloaks, it's heavier than that, and I can't help but notice that the fabric seems to move greatly just because of the movement of the upper body. It's still good if you're on a horse like the first day of your birthday celebration, but depression doubles as soon as you stand and walk. When he accidentally wrapped it up and tangled it around his right elbow, Berwaier gently said, "It's just for today."

"It's still heavy when it comes to proper costumes."

"I thought it was lighter than a dress. Because they say underwear is heavy."

……

To Berwaier, who mentioned women's underwear as if it were nothing, he returns his silence unspeakably and descends the stairs to head downstairs. At that moment, my face was unwittingly drawn to the person with his face out of the corner.

"Oh, Master Eliza!

"Mrs. Golton......"

I would like to make an excuse that I have no choice but to answer my voice. A gorgeous dress is held in her arms, full of soft and transparent cloth. From the day she finds out that today is the day she reveals herself to my nobles, she continues to sue me many times, no matter who he is, to dress me at least on the third day.

"Dear Eliza, lady. Please reconsider, getting out in front of other aristocrats dressed like that is synonymous with declaring that you are going to work while being a woman!

"Is that a problem, Mrs. Golton?"

Come on, I was just opening up to her sexism, too. I found myself in a harsh tone with nature and Mrs. Golton frightened under barometric pressure. Perhaps Berwaier in the back looks scared, too.

"I am the undisputed Lord of this land. I have no other blood ties, and I can't leave my territory to the Earl of Teresia until I graduate from the Academy. He's old enough to know when this realm will fall out of his asylum."

I don't have time to take the hassle out of Madame's pointless petition forever. Especially now, when we're waiting outside for an important guest, the nobles. It's a waste of time for a nanny (nurse) who can't give up the situation at last.

"Then I shall rule the people and the land, which I will keep more than the king, alone. So learn. So this is how you get out in front of the nobles. Is that what the problem is?

"That's..."

I see Mrs. Golton stuck in words, and I go by it aloud because I'm in a hurry. Hi. She's had a lot of growth lately. Does it also feel like a rush because my duties as a nanny are reduced as I grow up?

Whatever it is, if you don't calm down a little, the lady will be increasingly isolated in the mansion. I wish Berwyer would say something to me because I don't know if I can take it seriously.

I hear the orchestra start playing music. I stopped once in front of the door to the hall and reviewed my outfit. Berwaier's hand comes out and shifts the scarf fastener just a little bit.

"Earlier, it was a lot nicer. If Eliza really thinks so, the Count will be pleased."

"... I think he's getting hypersensitive because I got hurt back on my first day. Mrs. Golton's actions must have meant that she thought of me and her future."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Belwaier says so without even a dust, so I wonder if I should follow up with another word or so. In the meantime the door was opened and the hall filled with brilliant lights, even though it was noon, was full of sight.

A bunch of eyes that can't even feel the shards of favor, pointing slightly at each other as soon as possible. It's time for me to lose my temper. Most of the first time they meet, they look at each other the same way. I can get used to it even if I don't like it. I don't hear nothing but indiscretion because I am a guest gathered by Count Teresia on a boulder.

When this happened, I decided to give up my defense because I couldn't care less about Mrs. Golton. When the coarse phase is applied in the sky above, the later becomes difficult.

The Earl of Teresia will take you to introduce you to the guests' nobility. Among Arxian aristocrats, there is a manners that the first person to meet must be introduced to a common acquaintance. That's why I couldn't handle the customer myself. Nevertheless, the person I greet immediately is limited. Lords of the King's Capital who have dealings and are likely to get along in the future with neighbors and the Earl of Teresia.

Their names came into my mind relatively smoothly because Camille told me beforehand. I am tired of being more polite to customers from important realms where there have been dealings since before, such as Henznad, Rogue Shea, and others from neighboring powerful realms such as Junas and King Yugfena.

In that, there was a man who was turning a strangely unpleasant gaze. When you were young and still like a little over twenty? Dark blue eyes on rare silver hair on snowy white skin that you can barely see around here. Even in Arksia, the special colours of the people of the region, far northwest of the king's capital and further west of the White Mountains (Amon Albus), strike me unexpectedly.

When the man looked at each other, he smiled. To the lack of so much evil, Ning Luo seems suspicious and just returns the meeting.

"Kamil, who's that silver hair?"

When I gently asked Kamil beside me about the man while showing his subject only by gazing, he got a little lost and then returned an answer that seemed less confident.

"… of the Fauchbali region, is believed to be the Maudon Border Uncle"

Faushbali...... a region located at the northernmost tip of the kingdom. It's so far away, I just know the general geography of the area. Often from so far away, I was tempted to come to the realm of such a rural, inferior Viscount. It takes nearly a month to get here by carriage. When it comes to Uncle Borderline, I don't even think he has so much influence within the court, nor do I know why the Earl of Teresia invited such a man today.

"Say hello?

"... no, fine"

The Earl of Teresia couldn't introduce him. I thought I should deal with other aristocrats rather than devoting time to him.

That's how I kick that beautiful silver color out of the corner of my consciousness and follow the back of Count Theresia. The man looked at me for a while. The only one in this venue who laughs softly, even when he says he sees something smiling, has been stuck at the edge of his sight.