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

The life to be lost to the children of the Sil tribe passes in serenity. It is only when your mind is at peace that you can explore your form.

By spending time with children around the same age, I was objectively revisiting my differences.

No, would I be right to say that I had to face my immaturity and instability, which is made to emerge even if I didn't like it?

I'll admit it. My spirit is young.

Even younger and more awkward than the children of the Sil tribe who began to spend their days together. Born and lived as Eliza, he hasn't even been able to grow the equivalent of eight years.

On the other hand, the memory of a previous life that has inherited something wrong is making me look like an adult.

Surely reason mimicked that memory. It is also true that when my self as Eliza was not established, I used that memory as a substitute for my personality.

But it's only a memory of a woman from a previous life, not my experience. I am cut off from her will and emotions. It is unlikely that my spirituality will grow anywhere near it.

And its ugly, distorted interior scatters confusion all around me.

Latka looking at me as an adult, as an asylum. Count Teresia treating me as a responsible adult. My heart was too immature to respond to them.

And Mrs. Ortensio, who tried to treat me as a child. Sweetness in her hands was like throwing out all her responsibilities. It was an act that stopped me from standing on my own. My sins will never forgive me for it.

How can those who do not know themselves put their faith in others correctly?

In an attempt to escape the pain of Kamil's death, I have expressed the confidence of the appearance of memories from a previous life, and that is nothing more than an insult.

I've never even noticed that before, and I'm hopeless and stupid.

It was thanks to the biases of the children that the foolishness was acknowledged without running into their own eyes.

They know I'm a lord. But he also understands that I'm just a child, and he pokes that fact at me softly.

... Well, I admitted it, though it's still going to take me a while to sort out my emotions to accept.

The snow, staring at the children and one of them, continued to descend for four and a half months. The clouds finally ran out around the time of the winter season to get a turnaround already.

May. In February later, this year is over.

One dove flew in from the king's capital, trying to sew up its slight sunshine.

"It's a notice. It also belonged to the royal family."

Count Teresia, who has lost his colour, offers me that note powerlessly. Surely there is pressed the king's seal.

In that painful atmosphere, I changed my collar, forgetting that it was in Latka's room that I met the Count directly before.

"Well, what did the king say?

When asked about the contents, the Count of Teresia rarely caged his mouth. Usually the eyes that photograph the intelligent depth light their suspicions and look down on the notice. As if he didn't want to admit what was written there.

The Earl had answered my question for a while, but he dropped his words slightly.

"... of Prince Albert, that the monastic membership has been decided"

-What?

In the Count's office, the noise of the clatter and the noise of the furniture moving. After a moment of delay I realized that was the sound of my hips floating.

"No way, no way"

From my mouth, words of suspicion leak out on their own, as does the Count.

Naturally. I couldn't believe it, so I had my head full.

"Are you expelling the prince from the royal family?

"... entering a convent would be so."

Stupid. Is there such a stupid thing?

Why now? I would have inspired Pranates enough just to be distracted from the status of Prince Wang.

Besides, what the hell would it be to banish from the royal family? That's like...

"Do the royals and the churches want war...?

Squealing the words, the Earl of Teresia jumped up his brow butt.

"Watch your mouth."

I apologize for being over-mouthed after being told I was picky. I said something I shouldn't have said, no matter how I dealt with Count Teresia.

Since its predecessor, the time of the Holy Art Kusha Law Kingdom, the Kingdom of Arksia has always wielded its power only for the protection of the followers of Kusha.

War is a word synonymous with defensive warfare. It is unacceptable in this country to even target other countries with provocations and declarations of war.

"So are you saying that there are circumstances? Planatez, or even push the Lindar Coalition to turn the enemy away from the throne."

The voice that should have come out of my throat was terribly cold.

Naturally. If Planatez becomes a hostile country, the territory of Cardia incorporated on the Eastern Border Defense Line will not be irrelevant.

If it is also a war, it is not enough to mobilize the soldiers of the leadership. Even the inhabitants will have to drive to the battlefield. In all likelihood, the Cardian army, which has few soldiers, soon becomes necessary for conscription as soon as it cannot be filled.

Let the people fight? For such unclear reasons.

Shall we drive those who have decreed that they will redeem their sins to the battlefield?

"Take it easy. The men of the court will persuade the king. It is certain that this cannot be seen as the earliest nobleman to keep the people in boulders. Not just you."

The Earl of Teresia, who restored calm one foot away, said so so so that he could forgive.

I snort back at it all the time.

... At the bottom of his belly, dissatisfaction and anxiety were swirling.