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

I knew there was something I could see from the stage.

Naturally, the opportunity to say something to a large number of people comes more often than not in the role of lord.

However, it is only to the so-called ruled class, such as soldiers and villagers.

─ ─ I realize that it is only to that extent.

Does Prince Wang, Eric and Grace, always see something like this?... Will Emilia continue to watch this from now on until she dies?

Children of nobility.

Children of social strata who are in a position and willingness to draw a line with the masses, educated and learned, and perhaps the most 'self' established in this world. Polished gears that will move this huge country in the near future.

The emotions and swings of will they emit are too heavy.

I have no furry head that I intend to underestimate my own people. But obviously I can see the difference lying there.

Is it those who stand at the top of the country who receive such a wave of anxiety and bewilderment without changing their complexion?

... and one of the hands that pushes Emilia up there is me?

Grand Duchess Lindar. A clear upset spread in the hall over that title emanating from the mouth of Prince Wang.

The look on the faces of the students seen from the stage is daunting. I sigh softly when I see the thought of not wanting to accept Emilia's presence.

In the game, it didn't have a sinister vibe so far.

Sometimes Emilia herself has been kept away from the war in every sense, and I don't know how much difference there has been between the game and the actual front.

The only circumstance that changed from her point of view was the circumstances of the end of the war - something that was an unlimited and equal peace, with which the two countries entered into agreements as friends, to the conclusion of a declaration of surrender due to Lindar's total defeat and a peace that was almost exclusively unequal arrangements, such as that imposed on the ruling power.

What made that happen was still the extraordinarily inhumane strategy used by that Lindar at the end - intervention in conflicts in other countries for the hunt for slaves and the mobilization of slave soldiers, the way they operated, and their ramifications.

Without that, our relationship with Lindar would have been a little more moderate, and our feelings for Lindar within Arksia would not have deteriorated by now.

"Her Royal Highness the Grand Duchess Emilia is a testament to peace. In order to connect our country with Lindar and the two countries and establish their connection, His Highness joined us in spreading knowledge about Arksia. … in other words, this becomes diplomacy in a broad sense"

Prince Wang doesn't mind the state of the hall, but he lightly overlaps the necessary explanations.

It seems that quite a few human beings have noticed that Archsia's diplomacy itself has changed, mainly the children of senior classmates and senior aristocrats, and the precarious air on which the waves stood tightens all at once.

Until now, Arksia, which had been completed in one country, formed an alliance, albeit formal, with a country of considerable size.

Naturally, if humans from other countries come and go, like Emilia, there will be more cases where Arxian humans have to go to other countries for control and surveillance.

As always, there is no reason to serve diplomacy exclusively in the Grand Duke, but from our generation it was decided in the House of Lords to educate ourselves so that we can deal with the diplomatic scene.

"As for the unfortunate dispute that took place between the two earlier countries, peace has already been reached. I reiterate my recognition that I am now a reciprocal ally and hope that I will behave in a manner that is not ashamed of my country's position of nobility and that is worthy of the solemn occasion of diplomacy"

A hard sounding word, not fitting the soft impression of Prince Wang.

The whispers exchanged, though not necessarily quiet back, were distant, as if the cold air they deserved had accumulated at the bottom of the hall on a spring night.

You mean you froze till time, when Prince Wang shut his mouth, nobody tried to move.

"... Dean. That's all from me."

"Oh, yeah, yes.... Ah, let the orchestra start playing..."

Eventually, the opening ceremony finally began by the dean, who was whispered by a slightly awkward Prince Wang.

The sound of the strings is played loudly to unwind the elaborate air, and the prince Wang takes Emilia down to the center of the hall, where the students rushed off, as he was played by it.

The first song of the dance, the hua of the night club, is to be danced by the most discerning person on the spot or by the organizer. Prince Wang and Emilia will always be in charge of the first song in the future, as it will be in order of status at nightclubs organized by the Academy.

I tightened my mind that it was rather from here that I would play the role that was required.

Sieghardt and I exchange signals with eyes, split into two hands as discreetly as we can, descend the steps, and try to convey the walls, and follow the princes and princes.

At first, the hem of Emilia's dress, which swayed loosely to match the sound, glided and flickered the floor as it moved wide and wide.

Emilia's dress, which turns white enough to descend from a pale yellow, let the hem dye in a purple crossed blue color, like the sky at dawn, which is used only for Lindar's flag.

As I was thinking, that catches people's attention. A modest but mundane moment gorgeous, but soft on the impression.

─ ─ I decided to wrap up the image of a girl named Emilia from the game with her real life, perhaps because I hoped her end of the line would be a little closer to that story.

It's a selfish wish created by a slight guilt, starchy at the bottom of the chest.

One of the causes of Lindar's outrageous strategy to be scorned… or as the biggest cause.

It was too selfish a wish to go to a helpless girl who was only supposed to take on the wrinkle.