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

The Golden Hill Hall, a traditional stone building that was built before my great-grandfather's time, cools down quite a bit in winter. The cold in the unfurnished room of the fireplace seems to cut itself off correctly and the walls and floors are cold.

Naturally, the dungeon, which is not even considered a heating feature, will be extremely cold. Sometimes there are small holes that connect directly to the ground as vents, which can be cooler than storage during the winter months.

The winter gap wind was strong, and the unreliable fire that lit the dungeons was particularly weak and shaken.

As I go down there with thick fur cloaks wrapped tightly around my body, I make a noise with Gashan and the iron lattice shakes.

"What's the matter, it's so noisy"

"Get me out of here! Please! I'm freezing to death......!

It was one of the two prisoners kept in this cell since summer, a slightly bodily man, who complained that way in a sad voice from the other side of the lattice. Thin clothes are also cold proof and shaking in the cold. The blonde's hair was dirty and cloudy with no shadow to see.

"Shut up......, don't beg for your life etc......!

From behind that next room, another man squeezes his weak voice to the fullest and yells. Seems to drain a lot of old songs. Was it this man who shook the most that caused the wear and tear?

As he watched silently with no answer to either, the blonde haired man left it to frustration and haste to yell back at the next room.

"Annoying! If you want to die so badly, die alone!! I don't want to freeze to death... Huh!

"You... you forgot your loyalty to God...!

"That stuff!!

A blonde man punches a fence. Apparently, after a long incarceration, this man's spirit finally succumbed to the life-threatening winter cold.

"Hey, talk about anything... anything... help me, get me out of here... My leg, my toe hurts so bad I can't wait...!

Severe pain at the tip of the foot is probably frostbite. It seemed frozen before my fingers because I didn't give them shoes.

It was seven days ago when it snowed and temperatures dropped suddenly. Perhaps already, the affected area is completely necrotic.

"... well. Oh, that would be nice. Talk to me and I'll get you out of there. Let's see your legs too."

I think I heard a terrible cat.

Rarely did the ends of my lips catch on their own.

"Is that true!!

"Of course. Honestly, I can't take care of these people who decide to be stubborn all the time."

The blonde man screams delightfully, while the other groans with an angry pregnant voice.

"What, take care of it! This......!

"Shut up!!

"You are the shameless one!!

Quietly observe men yelling at each other losing any spiritual leeway. Acting, it doesn't seem to be. I called the soldiers, regardless of the two of them, to get the blonde man out of jail.

"Vallon! Don't go!!

At last, behind the cry of the man as in the petition, the dungeon door is closed.

I told the soldiers pulling the man to lead the blonde man known as Vallon to the lockdown room at the main base, and then I climbed the stairs to call Raswiwok.

I finally find Raswiwok sleeping in front of Ratka's room on the third floor and drop his shoulder. Why are you there?

Having put Latka back into de facto house arrest, I had avoided letting Latka see her face these days. I haven't been able to think about what to say or what to say back, so naturally I will.

On the day I spoke to Father Farris, I returned him to the Golden Hill Hall without hearing any excuses from Latka.

Latka once told me why she threw a stone at me last winter after I woke up from my sleep in January. It began at his birth and developed into an abomination of nobility and, among other things, an unshakeable intention to kill because of his resentment of the lord in the treatment he received from his mother, who had become mentally ill, and from the villagers.

There was nothing in the story about the nun who planted the wrong perception about the nobility.

That's why I decided it was dangerous. Wang Du has a lot of people. I was concerned about the danger that Latka, who was on my side, would be found and 'reused' by those in that monastery who had some connection to Nordstelm, who showed hostile attitude.

Latka didn't talk about the nuns because she had no doubts about their activities - and Latka herself didn't want to share that memory with others with her personal feelings.

In other words, there will be a definitive gap in Latka's spirit for the nuns to enter.

But when I told Latka that, now he doesn't understand it in the true sense. All I could do was keep Latka away and surround and protect her at the same time.

...... of course it's a pre-construction story.

It's only natural that emotions don't follow. Seriously, that's not what I want to do.

I have a grudge. I squint with my eyes, and Russywok hoarse my throat.

Dragon Wolf (Dracanis) is highly intelligent, but does not have complex thoughts like people, and the expression of emotions is simple.

If Latka didn't want me to hate her, I wish she hadn't done something she hated, but her eyes were eloquent and purely telling the story.