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

A feast, a standing dinner party somewhat too elegant to call it, begins to feel subtle tiredness due to tiredness and tiredness, and distant aristocracies and the like leave a little bit.

Waiting for Count Teresia, who has been surrounded by nobility, me, Camille and Claudia are still putting out their energy to poke the food in the corner of the venue.

I'm free, but I'm not bored. There are many nobles here who have never known their faces before. I couldn't just be frustrated that I had to get into their society in full from now on, such as observing their graceful movements, seeing who and who were talking to each other intimately.

As he leans toward the cup he has in hand, Kamil sits beside him.

"What's up?

"Mordon Border Uncle is coming this way."

When I glanced at the whispering reply, I did see Uncle Mordon Borderline walking loosely this way, talking about something calmly with the nobles of the King's Capital until earlier. He also looked at this one, so he couldn't be deluded.

He still smiled without including anything unexpected. You come to my sight without any stray, prompting the little man who was taking you right behind me forward.

Well, I looked familiar in the face of a man who seemed a little troubled. He was introduced to the Earl of Teresia on his birthday, a senior Viscount man who serves in court as a clerk.

"Good day, Viscount Cardia."

"You are in a good mood, Viscount Griebel. Thank you very much for your time on your birthday."

"No, we enjoyed it"

The snort also passes the look of seeing something odd on the Viscount's face. Is it because of the language that doesn't resemble what this child looks like? Sometimes a normal child portrait is far from a young child from the previous life, and I can hardly imagine what it's like. Instead of pretending to be halfway around, this is how it ends up.

But because of that, it seemed like the Viscount was pondering how he should proceed with his conversation with me. It's too straightforward to cut out the requirements, but it's also a bad time to pinch a little conversation. As a result, silence was about to fall after losing the time to give the next word.

"... of celebration, thank you for the juice of the grapes. If you are a winemaker, we will open it after we welcome the associate adults"

"Oh, no. If you like it, it's more than that."

I manage to pull the birthday gift out of the bottom of my memory and connect conversations. The gift from Viscount Griebel was a set of two bottles of red wine and grape juice, and as many other aristocrats came to give alcohol alone, the juice that was accompanied by me, still a minor, for immediate enjoyment was impressive.

Viscount Griebel hammers at it with a relieved face. I checked the Mordon Borderline uncle, who had fallen behind me properly, and continued the words.

"That's from the Fletcher region, so I think you'll like the flavor. My brother is the obedient knight of Count Galois."

"I call you Count Galois..."

"You, brother of Uncle Fletcher Borderline, are a junior count of Robert Galois. My brother was associated with Uncle Fletcher Borderline during the Academy of Learning, and my good brother, who was just about his age, served as Count Galois's lowest surname (Paige), and stayed with the Knight of Obedience."

"I see, that's a good edge"

"Yeah, yeah. Learning halls are great places to connect. The friendship you cultivate will also be deeper, as we encourage you to study together for three years at any rate.... Oh, I did. I'd like to introduce Viscount Cardia to a friend of mine from the Academy."

I return my consent to whether the story will finally get to the bottom of it or not, whilst sighing inside out in a roundabout way. Communication between nobles seems to make up 80% of the chatter. The unfamiliar exchange is still felt by me, who has never been nearly relative to a nobleman other than the Earl of Teresia.

"This is my friend from the Academy, Mordon Borderline."

Viscount Griebel stepped aside and gave the place to the man who had accompanied him earlier. The man meets gently and shakes his silver hair. You're a beautiful young man who doesn't seem to be around very well, which was the feeling I saw that face nearby.

"Nice to meet you, Mordon Borderline Uncle. Thank you to God for guiding us to meet you here today. I apologize for not being able to say hello the other day."

"No, Viscount Cardia. Despite this invitation, I apologize for not stating any words of celebration to the lead actor. I'm the one who has to thank God."

Not expecting to be able to speak directly from the Maudon Border Uncle, a great Northwestern nobleman, etc., my heart is havoc even under the guise of calm.

If you are staying in Wang capital, there is no harm in keeping the edge connected. There is no reason to think that he will come here now, even though he did not speak to you on the spot after riding the invitation to celebrate his birthday.

Unfortunately, now the Earl of Teresia has gone far, being flushed by other nobles. Were you after Count Theresia when he was out of sight?

I don't have the skills to read what a gentle grinning Mordon Borderline uncle wants. Even cold sweat made me nervous enough to get out.

"You don't have to be so hard. I have a son your age. As a single parent, I just wanted to talk to someone who would be my son's classmate."

My head exploded with overcapacity, full of vigilance and nervousness, to the borderline uncle who so frankly stated.

...... son!?

I nervously lost it.

When Uncle Mordon Borderline gradually walks away, who seems to have enjoyed a completely private story about his son being my age and what I'm learning now, ridicule comes in with weakness.

Apparently, the identity of that unusual grin was a smile directed at the hard work of a child his son and his age. Isn't that what I felt on my birthday?

It's a natural expression I've never seen before.

The result is that Maudon Borderline Uncle, who has a high level of child distress and is a child lover, liked it there. I was able to get a promise to keep my mouth shut so that I could unload cheap household items from the connected Wang Du Chamber of Commerce.

It was something that needed to be purchased in bulk in order to prepare the living base of the refugees who would receive it, so if it was available cheaply, I would never have gone beyond it.

I guess it wasn't extra, because I was also quite pleased by the Earl of Teresia, who finally freed me from the nobles.

Speaking of which, no one spoke to Lord Claudia anyway.

Claudia's father has a low status within the prestigious Laurenzorel family. If it were a gate, there would be people who would be noble without a jazz because of the title. If you are not a raider, you will not be described as a title unless you obtain a new position or have a territory. Standing within the Royal Army would be relatively easy if you were one of the Laurenzorels, but nevertheless your personality within the clan affects you.

Claudia is far worse off than I am because of that relationship, but there must still be sesame people out there who want a pipe with the Laurenzorels.

"That's right! I'm looking for a knight, so there's a lot going on. Father has told me that I should be free if I were to be admitted to the Knights by twenty, but since help has been declared to be lent, relations almost close to insulation continue from thirteen. We all know that."

Eh, and proudly chested Claudia, but it's really a difficult story to react to. From now on, we can only be certain that this situation is not a very glorious future waiting for Claudia, who is twenty years old. Because I don't think I have a daughter-in-law of my age or reputation. But I also don't think it's that hard to talk about joining the Knights by the age of twenty that the Earl of Teresia is doing well, that he has such a skillful arm, or that he has Laurenzorel's name in the first place.

"... there has never been a single female knight in Arxia"

To answer my whispering question, the Earl of Teresia whispered in his ear. As far as it goes, does that make the difficulty quite different in the first place?

If so, Count Teresia's aim is one. Claudia's future is neither the Knights nor the troublemakers of her parents.