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

In the season when the sowing was over, this year I also came to my birthday celebration dressed in a silver-decorated Rin Knight costume with red and black tailoring.

The Earl of Teresia has suggested this year that we try to get half his hair down, but this too, as usual, will be rounded up in one near the apex of his head. My father kept his long hair the same color as mine down all the time. I didn't want my father to be overshadowed by the inhabitants dressed in a slightly similar way.

Last year it was not executed because he was in the Wang capital for the reception ceremony to the church of Arksha, but this year he is in the territory, so he also went to check the status quo in the territory.

Again this year, the period is three days, the first day marching a grand march through the villages in the territory. This year it is a rather lavish queue because in addition to the leadership, it also incorporated my private soldier treatment, the Sir warriors. About a dozen recruits from a nearby village could afford to be recruited. They were absent because they were unable to train in time this time, but the difference in the number of people is so trivial.

Compared to two years ago, there is only a little room for one reason, but the economy in the territory has been recovering, making it luxurious to go with it. If, despite the rising standard of living of the inhabitants, the march of the lords remains narrow, it is in vain to cause anxiety to the people.

For that reason, this time, I will also be on the Raswiwok. Last time I was stoned by Latka, I also had the aim of intimidating him with a horseman to prevent such incidents.

Although Laswiwok has finally stopped growing, he is taller than a military horse. In my young and small body on the boulder, I could not even cross like a bareback horse, so I was forced to saddle with reluctance Raswiwok.

It's been a long year.

"... oh, the inhabitants"

"Really?

Am I caught right next door by Gunter and Claudia because they have a lot of my escort experience and the sight is good there? Gunter with a face tough enough not to be called mediocre is both a raven and a horn, Claudia is quite a beautiful girl if silent.

Gunter seems to be relieved somewhere experiencing the noisy tension from last year, and if you don't know that, Claudia, at first glance, is natural, but if you observe well, your pupils are open for vigilance. Wildlife or something. For the record, Raswiwok's height is so high that the two horseback riders and I have almost the same gaze.

As was the case last time, the inhabitants were making flower paths at the edge of the marching path, but in the first village of Claria I went by, I could see someone smiling and dropping me off.

Sometimes the village is closest to the Golden Hill Hall, and the changes in the territory are noticeable. Smiling people mainly turned that look to the warriors of the Sil tribe who had various interactions during the winter months, but they didn't really change their expression when they saw me.

"Long live the lord! May Lord Eliza and Count Teresia be much better!

"Long live the lord!

When the flower path breaks, the famous man yells at me. Follow him. Hail was also raised by the people of the village.

"Long live you. Good for you, Master Miyagi.

Gunter laughing furiously raised his surprise as if a little.

I managed to stretch my spine and keep looking forward, but the tears tell my cheeks that I'm blurry and fall. I think it would be nice to stay without makeup because I am a child.

"Oh, when you leave the village, you take a break. What the hell?"

"I'm not going to march with a crying face."

I can hear you laughing bitterly from both neighbors. He seemed frightened and had a very warm voice.

You figured out the tears drooling, Raswiwok's long snake-like tail cleverly stroking my back. My ears shook in a good mood, reflecting sunlight and brilliant scales.

Heavy tensions were the only thing that had disappeared in other villages, but the eyes of the inhabitants were somewhat like exploring. I know life is getting better, but it was still a wind of distrust because the lord was me. The village of Cyril, where a disturbance occurred last time, still even leaves an unpleasant atmosphere. I felt a nasty glance from just a fraction of them, but the majority still dropped off the queues in silence as loud as a funeral.

I've been on the table for two years. It is difficult for the people of the village, who rarely see me, to identify an unfamiliar existence. A tough gaze determines me. Spoiled and accepted it.

A completely different gaze was gathered when we entered the village of Neza, where we were last to visit this year. Those who smile calmly, those who look straight at me with a little fear, with all sorts of reactions, they are uniformly warm.

"Dear Hall, see, there. Look at that."

A fun looking Gunter finally points to the right. When I turned my eyes, I saw two village daughters with short hair waving at me, surrounded by women in the front row of the flower path. The colorful floral crowns they put on their heads are dominated by dark red.

I was so happy, I accidentally broke my expression. The ends of my lips hang on their own and my eyes drop. Waving back modestly, the village daughters peeled their heads all together.

"Bless your hall!

"Happy Birthday, Master Miyagi!

As soon as they were on both ends, the villagers cheered and scattered something over the sky. When I found out that it was a petal of the same colour used for the crown my village daughter was wearing that rocked and fell, my eyeballs got hot once again.

Little children shouldn't have loose tear glands.

The others apparently knew this welcome of the villagers of Neza beforehand, and were a little embarrassed to be stared at with a smile for a long time.