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

Snow melted fast this winter.

Full snowfall is over before June, and by the middle of the day, the snow that has already fallen has begun to unravel. The ice stretched over the western lake water seems to be already thinning, which is going to put the resumption of fishing ahead of schedule.

As long as we ripen the trivial work that occurs due to those seasonal patterns, we can do it a little slower in the afternoon.

I dispersed my lord's work on admission to the Academy of Learning, so I could finally relax in time. … well, if I go back to the Academy, I can easily crush it to ripen the task.

It is nevertheless thanks to Oscar's bias that work has become assigned more effectively and free of wasteful burdens.

Sometimes the Earl of Teresia was daring to gather work for his lord in order to rebuild his territory. but still Oscar is excellent at sorting work.

Above all, it was helpful to educate the children who became apprentice soldiers in the leadership so that they could work in paperwork in cooperation with the bishop of the Church of Earl Kusha, whom they had invited a few years earlier.

Even if you can't read so many difficult texts, there are exceptionally many more people who can turn administrative work within the leadership as long as you can understand the calculations and even the words you need. Besides, if I retire from the army due to injury in the future, I can give you a job.

The territory is starting to move to eliminate chronic staffing shortages. Loose time only during spring break, but enough to experience changes within the realm.

Having been taken out of the room by the three Tealas in the name of breathlessness, I went down to the garden where the snow was still lingering, dressed in the now perfectly settled Sil style cold gear. The newly built Lords' Hall is much larger than the Golden Hill Hall and is treated as a space for two wolf dragons after all.

"Ah, Master Eliza."

"... mefli"

Trying to hide herself in the corner of that garden, a young girl was sitting up and shaking.

He is a former Lindar engineer who took him back to the realm, and is still a mysterious being, a wizard, Mehri.

"Why are you here..."

Though the snow has stopped, it is still winter and the snow still accumulates. It's hard to say it's a good temperature to get upset outdoors.

"Both Eliza and Claudia, because it was their job. I was watching Drachnysha."

Mefri looks like she's in trouble because she can't get in the room.

I didn't know what to say and I just had to look at her reddish face in the cold.

Mefri has been doing this ever since he brought me back.

I, Claudia, then only allow my heart to the werewolf dragons, Raswiwok and Vedwoka, avoiding contact with the others.

Vanitas and their former slave boys and girls are also protected, which Mefri tried to use in the hall. I can understand you don't want to meet them face-to-face. I don't know what to do because I deserve it.

I give Mefri a private room, but when I can't be by Claudia's side, I keep squatting in a place that I've pioneered in this way to keep it out of sight.

I want her to stay in the room as long as she's trembling like this outside the cold, but given her past and mental situation, I can't force her to stay in the room.

"Get inside the hall before you have a fever"

In the end, I just have to say that on this occasion. But Mefri looked up at me with cloudy eyes and laughed lightly, shaking her neck to the side.

"If I could stay in Master Eliza's room, I would. I'm gonna put up with all the other kids, okay?

"... Mefri, listen to me. I'm not going to flank you as young as I am, and I can't miss a child trembling outside the hall who took you out on purpose."

………………

Mefri bends her mouth to the letter to and looks up at me.

"You're in trouble, Master Eliza."

That one word that was squealed like that was dyed with joy for some reason, and I accidentally frowned between my eyebrows.

"I don't want to go back to my room. If you can't stay here, can I go to the village?

"Don't dress warmer and go with Aslan"

"A warm outfit means that Altrus ethnic costume?

On my terms, now there's a wrinkle between Mefri's eyebrows. Hi. I hear she doesn't have good feelings for the Sils and the Cellions.

I don't know which country Mefri comes from in the four principalities, but none of them had bad relations with Altras. Perhaps at the time of the war, when Altras was to erase his name from the map, sentiments between nations were worse than between Denzel and Arksia. Remnants of that time, Mefri feels a lot younger, but perhaps the person who raised her still had bad feelings for Altras.

"This is so much warmer than the cloaks worn by ordinary civilians on Cardiac soil that we've only produced this form of stuff here in the last few years. Oh, is there a slight difference in embroidery"

But there is nothing more to Mefri than to put herself in this realm, or get her to fold into that emotion, or prejudice.

"... Fine. I don't need it. I don't even go to the village. I knew I'd go back to my room."

Mefri looked disgusted for a few seconds at the shirt of the Sil tribe I was wearing, and then when she said so, she stood up and ran into the hall.

You shouldn't have let that back go too much, I'll take one.

Mefli is too unstable for the price of being forced to turn her back by means close to brainwashing, or wrinkling. It is too dangerous for any human being to have the power beyond his intelligence.

The moment I was about to sink into my thoughts about what to do, a glimmer touched my cheek and I was surprised enough to jump away.

"............ hey, what is it? Vedowoka. Don't be surprised."

When did you stop by so much, it seems it was the cold nose tip of the werewolf dragon that touched you. Raswiwok and Vedwoka, two friendly and taken together, stood beside me with a decent look.

Raswiwok rubs his head against me every time I tell him what's wrong.

I sighed alone as I stroked and returned the feeling of smooth, cold scales.