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

I finally gave my body a little rest in the village of Neza. As for consciousness, I'd still like to be awake, but anyway, my still young body can be impotent, but impossibility doesn't work. Later at night, he is attacked by an intolerable sleeper. I had no more memories from the moment I rented a room to lie in the house of the famous lord who was the village chief. Instead, you wake up fast. My body tries to wake up on its own with the dawn.

I fished the load, changed my clothes, squeezed the cloth in the water bucket I had placed inside last night and wiped my face and neck. Brush your teeth too using a cheap cotton cloth.

When I left the room after my shift, Claudia, who was sitting in front of the door, called out good morning.

"Have you rested a little, Lord Erlicia"

"It's Eliza, Lord Claudia. Good morning. Your body is fine, no strange tiredness"

"Good for you, Lord Eliza."

Claudia's voice, who spent the night awake for protection, had only a little less hegemony than usual. Ever since she left Wang Capital, she has not been able to take a busy break, being an escort.

I'll have to give him a break early when this noise subsides. ─ ─ In the first place, it's harsh to leave my escort to one of her. Even when I was in the hall, I still move around more like this now.

When I went downstairs, the famous lady prepared breakfast. The lady looks at me and I'm sure she'll scream small and try to lay flat on the spot.

"Stop."

I stopped it quickly before I saw anything distressing. I don't want to see it if I can afford an older woman over thirty. I stood the lady up properly and thanked her for one meal, but she was pitifully trembling all that time.

I'll have breakfast prepared in the dining kitchen after Madame leaves to escape. It was regular black wheat bread and egg soup with no poison or foreign matter, and bowel stuffing (vis crochet). Bowel stuffing (vis crochet) is supposed to be a preserved food, and in the Cardian territories, where the livestock industry has not yet been able to recover it, it seems to have distracted them.

Now that seems happy or painful.

Whatever it is, good intentions will have to be returned with good intentions and sincerity.

You've been calm for a long time.

"Yes?"

"No, Lord Ena... because Lord Eliza used to crush the hearts of the people so well that I could tell from my eyes."

Oh, and I nodded back at Claudia's words, who uncommonly noticed the wrong name on the way. I mean, she expected me to be more anxious and angry.

It's certainly not strange that it does. That was something I was aware of myself.

I'm calmer than she expected because all the warriors of the Syl are moving. The leadership and the Syl clan will always catch the bandits and pull them out before me. I'm sure of it--in other words, I trust them. I have to.

"Gunter and Theo will live up to my expectations"

To my answer, Claudia blinked one and then chuckled.

Paul and three territorial soldiers on my escort have been waiting for me since last night on the way out of the house of the famous Lord.

"Good morning, Master Hall"

"Morning. Any reports?

"Looks like Raswiwok found traces. They're tracking us right now."

Paul answers with a clear voice. Apprenticeship soldier who just entered the army last year, but I feel that this kind of place has grown greatly as a soldier back from the fort of Yugfena Castle.

Speaking of growth, I can no longer satisfactorily cross that back to Raswiwok, who is now bigger than a horse, and who is still smaller. Clever that werewolf dragon is trying to help me understand it and other abilities.

...... I put my consciousness back on the report and told Paul, "And then?" and encourage them to continue. He opened his mouth after showing only a little hesitation.

"And... on the road, hair that seems to belong to a missing woman"

That the woman's hair was falling on the road visibly? I can imagine from there, I feel terribly unpleasant about the women's situation. If there was any trace of them on the way to track down the bandits, the missing persons were abducted by them.

I felt it stained red in front of me.

When it was confirmed that I was still suspicious last night, I felt clear anger gushing out. I don't know about that emotion, which is not frustration or anger, but the inner heart boils down to, except to describe it as anger.

"Lord Eliza, I'm afraid of my eyes."

Claudia told me and I noticed that Paul was threatening my gaze. Would you have looked so scared? I can't imagine how powerful a seven-year-old would be.

When he had no choice but to rub around his eyes, Paul gave him a slightly relieved look.

"Okay, tell him to keep tracking."

"Ha!"

Dropping off Paul, who replies well, I turned to Claudia.

Take a bunch of notes from the pouch lowered to the belt and the thin charcoal wrapped in cloth and write the instructions briefly.

"Lord Claudia, I will temporarily relieve you of my escort. I want you to take Elise to the Golden Hill Hall in the Sella River Hall. To Elise, take this."

When she gave him the finished one by pulling a thousand pieces, Claudia slipped her gaze into the letter and bent her lips into the letter to. In that note to Ratka, he wrote only two things: to take the whip out of the back of the dungeon and carry it here, so that Elise, the lady of the royal decree, would not see it during her stay. It's not like a whip that sucked a person's blood to show a lady staying for therapeutic purposes.

"You have to figure out how to use it so they don't say it's your father's coming back."

"I understand"

"I hope so."

Claudia nodded small and gave the three remaining escorts a terminal instruction, turning her heel back to the stables.

Vision remains red and boiled.

Still, my head was cold as ice with wonder. I even feel like I'm in the ice holding boiling water.

That's why I wait here. The moment my wolf dragon, the people, the soldiers, pull 'it' out in front of me.