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

"Yes, it's a corner, so let me introduce you to my friends?

"Thank you. Happy."

Taking a light courtesy, Prince Wang summoned the surrounding men with only his gaze. Is the method uncomfortable such as a boulder such as Prince Wang?

"Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Eliza Cardia Einschvark, junior count. Lord Eliza, they are Viscount Grace and Baron Eric, son of Grand Duke Dovadyne. Then he's Baron Sieghardt of the Marquis Laurenzorel."

"I'd like to introduce you, my name is Eliza Cardia Einschvark"

I was heartily impressed by the beautiful boy in line, who was spectacular in the boulders. He is worthy of a historical patterned person overlaid with blood, each with a neat face. Is it possible that the facade seems younger than the impression of a blurry memory because it is still a year earlier than at that point?

"Yeah, you are. I heard it was made up of medals, so I was surprised by the name of being a woman."

"Right. Wouldn't a dress look better than a knight's dress?

I was standing around listening to you. I'm so sorry.

It was Grace and Eric, the boys who were introduced, who didn't even say hello and laughed and did something nasty. Were the sons of the Grand Duke of Dovadyne, kinsmen of the royal family who were the cousins of Prince Wang?

The appearance seems to be a complete paternal concession to both, very similar to that of the twins despite their belly brothers. The red hair stretched down to the lower shoulder in bulk behind him, and the depressed eyes are like a mirror. Even the game was certainly played as a character in that position.

I thought it was set to be excellent in that game, but was it misremembered? I didn't know you could throw up a statement clearly disparaging me in the official setting, in the introduction of Prince Wang. He seems to be very light-headed.

"He said this still looks like a father. From what I hear, you think it's a living copy?... I was lucky to be on the battlefield. My leadership is quite confident because of its level of practice, but it is a small number of people. There was a commander in a small enclosed enemy unit, all I can say is complete luck."

I vomited words to provoke the other person's small malice, feeling that my facial expressions wouldn't even move with Pickle.

"Like a father, hey. I know, you slaughtered the people and devastated the territory, the demon and the famous man, right?

Apparently, he sniffed sharply at what he wasn't dealing with, and Eric mixes frustration and hits even more malicious words.

I paid a little attention to my surroundings. Those who were now listening were stubborn and rigid in our sinister atmosphere. Prince Wang and Sieghardt, the only remaining surroundings, seem to be wondering how to stop Eric.

"─ Yeah, definitely that infamous man. The evil deeds that the former lord committed to the territory are truly troublesome. At any rate, the reconstruction is still not entirely over. If you get up to five years early, you'll hope it doesn't come true."

"Do something stupid. If your father died five years early, you would never have been born in this world."

"Even before I was born, I didn't have any particular problems."

Answer pale. I had predicted that would be the answer to stirring up the other person. Eric shakes his head in terrible frustration. He was terribly disturbed by my answer.

─ ─ Will this open the distance a little?

I want Eric to have bad feelings, not Grace or Sieghardt, the sons and grandchildren of each house, because I have such terrible plans.

I have difficulty with people who are more qualified than me whose relationship continues as a nobleman even after graduation, even if they stop by for nothing, but even if they hate me, it's hard to do it. Eric is a bastard, so he won't be involved in the future.

"Eric."

Grace stopped him, trying to grab Eric's shoulder as he was still about to yell at me. He hears a blur and something, pulls him back and disappears into the dance space.

For now, I should be better off, but I didn't even have the courtesy. You're not very welcome to get along with Grace as badly as you can, but, well, if you don't go into the Grand Duke and other high houses of nobility, you're someone you don't even have that kind of relationship with. I thought I had no choice but to cut it off and leave it alone.

"... my friend is being disrespectful"

Eventually it was Sieghardt who bowed his head. He is the grandson of Candidate Laurenzorel, commander-in-chief of the Royal Army, a brunette boy with terrible coloured sharp eyes, shining in light and gold. The stern face, which closely resembles my grandfather's, has a corresponding hegemony for the grandchildren of the house, which leads the largest martial arts nobility in the Arxian kingdom. He is the tallest and most supple of the four, and at a glance he can tell he is the noble brother of the martial arts.

I guess I will be treated more as a martial arts nobleman than in the name of Einschvark, but compared to him, my body felt like something terribly thin. Do you mean that gender differences are still significant?

"Never mind. Because I seem to have offended him."

As he glanced over his shoulder, the commander-in-chief's grandson exhaled relieved. I admire how that looks somewhat like Claudia's, and it's still bloodline.

"Will Count Laurenzorel be a good victor? On the battlefield, thank you for your help."

"I'm sure you know better about my grandfather. I lived in the same house, but the last time I matched my face properly was before the war. Looks pretty busy right now."

"Oh, then I guess they're ending the fighting that happened a while ago. There were many wounded soldiers, but also many prisoners. On top of that, the enemy has even put in new weapons. Beyond peace not being exchanged, we must prepare for the next engagement"

The Royal Army is an official army, and the Leading Army will treat us like an army. Therefore, when it comes to war between nations, most of its processing will be borne by the Royal Army and the Royal Knights. I'm talking about the strict Marquis Laurenzorel, who must be taking the initiative to work.

That's what Elgnard replied, remembering that he seemed busy too.

"... the leadership of Cardia, what about the wounded soldiers?

Prince Wang, who was listening in silence, quietly asks. You know the number of wounded in the Royal Army, that looked serious.

Not so much because of the scale of the battle - rather, it's a very small number of people, but it's been an unprecedented and huge war for the last six hundred years. As the number of mothers has increased, so has the number of children, of course.

"Luckily, our army returned from the battlefield almost intact. Our army consists mainly of cavalry units… things are slightly different from the Royal Army, where infantry units are predominant"

"Yes, that's good. He won a martial arts medal from the first line, and the army returned almost intact? It's gorgeous. And very reliable."

I felt my lips slightly distorted into the form of a bitter laugh, even though Prince Wang smiled at me to celebrate.

"Thank you very much."

Really? Does he not know when my first formation was really about?