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

"Eliza, have dinner for your horse too!

"Okay, I'll do it"

Kids the same size as myself run around with their leaves in a bucket.

As one of those children, I also turned toward a group of horses indicated when I added a large number of leaves in a barrel held in my arms.

The barrels are heavy, and the horses move around as they please, so if they don't hurry, they won't know which horses aren't feeding. It's winter, but it's sweaty work. But wonder and it's, like, comfortable or fun.

"Dear Hall, are you all right?

"Oh, of course"

To Theo, who came to see how things were going, must have looked terribly childish of me snorting. When he smiled bitterly, he walked away without saying anything more.

The spiritual shaking that kept me standing with Latka, Count Teresia and Lady Ortensio left my insides devastated as if after the storm had passed.

It's pathetic for someone to say anything more, but I can't stand it. Especially when, like Mrs Ortencio, she tries to be treated purely as a child, she feels that something in herself will decisively collapse, and only fear solicits.

All the inhabitants of the Golden Hill Hall now felt terrible. I don't like the fact that phobia is mentally unstable following distrust. My inner immaturity is made to emerge so much that I can laugh at myself.

So... I decided to get out of there. It is a runaway, vulgarly speaking.

I can't help throwing out my job. For this reason, the runaway is the tent of the new inhabitants who were to live only during the winter months on the next hill.

In the morning I go back to the hall to do my work, but I go out at noon from documents of high importance and priority. It's a long way from home.

Originally, during the winter months, there were no particular problems with the workload, as it was intended to devote afternoon hours to martial arts archery and the training of the leadership rather than work. It's just going to be the tent of the hill next door, not my room the way back from the barracks.

Of course, this is the only escape. I know enough about it myself.

Still, if the environment changes, some things change incidentally. People like Mrs. Ortencio and Latka are less likely to encounter people who are hard to meet right now. The emotions that were still a gift would calm down a little.

If more time passes than emotions and my age can cause, there must be some problems to be solved.

"Eliza, are you done?

When I managed to finish feeding all the horses I had been entrusted, a girl my age rang from behind.

It's half a month early to let me wake up in the Sil tribe. I was allowed to stay during the inspection, staying in a tent full of children.

"Oh, I got it."

"Then that's it for today. Let's go have dinner."

The girl grins and takes my hand and goes back to their tent. When I was just here, I got lost with all the same tents, and from then on, I always had the habit of someone pulling my hand when traveling.

"Yes, this cloth and change. You're gonna catch a cold when you sweat, so you're gonna wipe it right?

"I know. It's okay."

My treatment among the children in the tent is basically 'new'. The children are baking me care with amusement for me unfamiliar with the Sil way of life.

Regardless of the older kids, it is really interesting that even the younger ones behave as if they were my brother or sister. I guess it's quite a fresh mood for those on the side who are usually taken care of to turn to the side who take care of them, just as vice versa.

I feel relieved by the lack of entrustment.

The change of mind that was given was the ethnic costume of the Sil tribe. The tunic and dalmatica that we usually wear are also unique costumes for the Yugfena region, and although there is not much difference in tailoring, the embroidery pattern that we stab has a brighter colour flavour than that of Yugfena, with more animal motifs such as birds and horses than plants.

I politely wiped my whole body before putting it on. Without having to tell the girl, wiping the sweat properly has been knocked into the bone marrow during the three months she was in the barracks.

The felt jacket is very different from the usual costume, but it was time to get used to it.

Did you find out the change of mind was over, the girl peeks her face out of the clash? He put on his shoes while cleverly clamping in front of his jacket and came to my side.

"Hey, Eliza, what are you going to do today?

"Today... I have training for the leadership"

Since the sun is past Jomtien, it's time for Gunter to pick you up at the entrance to this simple village.

"Oh well. That's the chief's job. Good luck with that."

Nodding at the girl's encouragement, she crawls out of the tent. I was attacked by so much air coolness that I felt pain in my face as soon as I could. I'm not cold because my body is on fire, but I'm cold in the horn.

As I put my hand on my mouth to warm my sore nose tip and exhaled white, a girl who then crawled out of the tent wrapped a felt long cloth around my neck. Is it a muffler? Arxia doesn't have it.

"Wrap it up properly, wrap it up. It's hard when the chief catches a cold."

"Oh, su... sorry"

I said I was sorry, and I remembered that I couldn't pass it on to the child. Words of apology are for them, nothing but sorry. The first time I said 'I'm sorry' I was tilted in the neck.

"I'm sorry about that after I really caught a cold. In times like this, thank you."

I just laughed a little bit because the girl says that quite well. When did I ever forget such an easy thing? She's right, it's certainly strange to have a muffler wrapped around her and make an apology.

"Thanks"

"Mmm, you're a good boy."

The girl grinned, stroking my head. I finally got funny and smiled like I was caught.