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

"You know my father? No way. Really?

"Of course it's true. Your father is doing much better. [M] I've sent you birthday celebrations."

Walking down the school's bright hallway towards the canteen, I'm intrigued by a conversation with Zephyr Mordon, the son of a gradually met searcher, Uncle Mordon Borderline.

Beautiful silver hair, slightly greener eyes than yours - still, the more I look at it, the more confused I am as to why I have never noticed him before. Has the impact and gravity of Prince Wang been too strong and overlooked?

"... oh, maybe a bunch of baked sweets?

"That's right. You got a good idea."

"Every year, every time that one arrives, it comes from a dear friend of my own, and my father's in a very good mood. I just thought he was a nobleman of the king's capital..."

"I don't have a specialty in my territory. Besides, if you want to buy confectionery, you can only buy it from Wangdu."

Oh, yeah, Zephyr smiled softly and hit the gavel.

The expression doesn't really resemble your father, and I compare it to what I know.... The mild grin, which seemed to be somewhat lacking in its content, was a reminder of the existence that was closer to me.

The vibe is very similar and things are going crazy.

As we approach the Great Dining Room, there are more other students in the hallway.

Zephyr didn't seem to care, but he had a clearly mixed gaze of curiosity and ill sentiment as he was in a friendly conversation with the notorious me.

"... Oh, I did. I'm sorry, but I have a little business in the library before lunch. I'll see you later."

Step away from him by saying that at the right turn. The two of us are going into the cafeteria like this because we were going to draw too much attention to the boulders.

The Mordons are not very strong in their presence and influence in the King's Capital. This is due to the fact that it is too far from Wang Du geographically, and the limited time available to Uncle Mordon Borderline to stay in Wang Du.

But one of the most important gemstone producers, the Maudon Border Bo Dynasty, makes money by doing business with merchants based in Wang Du. You will want to avoid making an extra disapproval within the King's City if you can.

Even if he has consolidated his position considerably among the merchants, he can still not measure how the impression on Zephyr himself affects him after graduation in an isolated environment called inside the Academy.

"Really? Oh, no... yeah. See you later, Uncle Cardia...... Earl of Einschvark"

He was Zephyr, who tilted his little neck, but I guess he noticed the gaze of the other students. I nodded as I was convinced and waved in a glimpse.

"Mordon, stay with Cardia. Because you'll be indistinguishable from the Earl of the Einschvark family."

"Oh, right. Uh... I want you to call me Zephyr, too. 'Cause I think I'm confused with your father."

Let me do that.

Nod, turn your back on him, then.

I noticed that the way you spoke was somewhat similar. You're supposed to have the same language as your father, but you feel so strange. Either because of the similarity of the atmosphere, or because of the similarity of the way you speak, you feel the similarity of the atmosphere?

"─ Hey."

He was called from behind and paid the hem of his coat reflexively to the signs that approached him. Flipping away for about two steps while inverting the body, I get rid of the hand stretched over the cloth to my hair.

The Lord of hands screamed small. I guess I was prevented from gazing and never thought I could make an attack, albeit mildly.

"... excuse me, Baron Dovadyne. I was surprised, and I had a habit of being on the battlefield."

I tell Eric, who froze his expression, that I almost pulled the sword out, in a slightly harsh voice.

I really almost slashed and threw it away reflexively in a little while. Apparently, the behavior of spinal reflexes against an ambush knocked into Gunter is staining the bone marrow.

For once, I am still a man on the battlefield. I would like Eric to take those circumstances into account.

Because it's a completely unsprickly thing to do, such as clinging to and killing the Grand Duke's people.

"So, what can I do for you?

"... where are you going? It's lunchtime, isn't it? What are you going to do away from the cafeteria and out of sight? Are you going to tear even someone's squire apart?

I tilt my neck, looking back at that eye glitched with animosity and ridicule. What do you mean, tear your squire apart? I don't have too much clapping and I have no idea if it's a black joke instead of a greeting or a curse or if I really suspect so.

"The destination is the library, though. I thought I'd do a little digging to see if there was anything in it about irrigation work."

"... irrigation work? Oh, my God."

"You had undeveloped land in your territory. We work on rivers and lakes to eliminate flooding and create waterways to create an environment where people can live."

"Ahhh. That's hard work, Sama."

I should have answered the question, but Eric threw up like a frustrated, short spit.

It's also troublesome to deal with them, then try to give them back their heels, but they can be held back again.

"We're not done talking yet!

"... what is it?

"Alfred seems to appreciate you a little, but me and Grace don't trust you! Don't get me wrong and get familiar with Alfred, you naughty little uncle!

Don't get me wrong, isn't that this dialogue?

What makes you sad and have to imitate like buying a multifaceted aristocratic disharmony from yourself? It is on me that I am annoyed by the unexpected proximity of the King Prince.

"As for the deep thoughts of His Royal Highness Prince Wang, I can't try to be a junior uncle in the midst of it. But your Highness is intelligent and blessed with the environment, so you will soon learn who you are in this institution."

"Huh? What do you mean, that?

To Eric, who tilted his neck with his face in his face, I'm sorry, but I need you in the library, so I'm just leaving.

What does that mean? Let Prince Wang understand the difference in identity.

Ha... Shall I really go home for a good reason in order to open the distance from Prince Wang? I'm the one who gives permission anyway.