He grinned as I looked at Mr. Nicholas indescribably.
That feels like a different smile than the frigid usual smile.
I just can't read the expression as usual for the thread...... my needle grandma looks thread in that sense, but it's totally different because of the gentle atmosphere there.
"Well, to be honest, I didn't need His Royal Highness Prince Wang, but I was a little suspicious of you. Of course I don't think so right now."
"Eh."
"'Cause you do, don't you? The wonder that the Viscount Lady, who is a Territorial, will continue to be a Samurai as Her Royal Highness's favorite!
"... it's..."
I do think that when Primera got to a certain age, she could have even made her social debut by quitting her samurai and going by her side as her 'favorite courtier'.
But that's what I decided because I felt like staying by Primera's side and not like loving her...
As an aristocratic warrant lady, as Mr. Nicholas says, you should think about creating a position of favorite as a warrant for better friendship or something, for the sake of your home.
Nevertheless, we also have a son named Merek, and I thought at the time that the balls would not be expected from a boulder in our marriage, so I was thinking about Primera's affection to your side room rather than that.
A samurai is closer than her surroundings, and if you think we can almost stay together, you choose the latter, don't you?
But explaining that was also ridiculous and to put it all out, Mr. Nicholas laughed couscous.
"It's because of love, isn't it? Well, it's a beauty story, I thought maybe it would be true... but I didn't think it was true."
While I was a little annoyed by what Mr. Nicholas said like I made a small fool of myself, I was shocked by what he was clearly told I suspected.
No, I was feeling thin with attitude, but you're telling me I didn't think I'd say 'I suspected' so clearly.
"But the more I looked into it, the more I asked my uncle (...), the more I found out that you were just a (...) hard-working, loving person."
You know, hard-working, affectionate stuff. It's not that big of a deal.
Mr. Nicholas laughed again, wondering what was wrong with him because he is also allergic to denying that he is praising me around the corner.
He laughs a lot.
"That look! I was wondering what it was like because the public said it was an iron wall samurai etc. Hey, I can't believe I opened the lid, I'm just a serious person and I was wondering if you could tell how relieved this one was."
"... I see Mr. Nicholas is a laughing superior"
"No, I haven't laughed so much in a long time"
Serious people, it's hard to think whether that's a compliment or whether it includes other meanings.
In the meantime, until he bothered to keep Mr. Sebastian away from me to tell me that his suspicions were 'cleared'?
If so, I don't know how hard it is to go around...... I don't have a sore stomach because I've been searched for it, but I don't feel good.
Whether or not that loyalty is genuine in terms of serving the royal family, if it is close to its venerable existence, it must be natural to be as careful as possible.
"Well, that's what I was hoping you could get close to. Personally."
……
"Oh, no, don't you have to look at me like that. My uncle finally got me out of town with all the restraints."
"... come on, let's go"
"Her Royal Highness has a proper maiden of the king's womb."
"Still, if I don't come, you'll care."
"Well, I guess so."
Go ahead, then, what an escort. If you ignore your hand and start walking, Mr. Nicholas has stood beside me and spoken out.
Oh, I resent the large mansion for nothing. I can't believe I just had to walk a little more to get to the break room!
No, no, you mustn't complain about royal possessions.
"So can I talk to you while you walk?
"... I understand that Mr. Murietta has a rare ability. So can you explain again why you don't need it"
"You'll understand anyway. As far as I'm concerned, it would have been a better topic to get along with..."
To my question, Mr. Nicholas gave me one deliberate sigh before smiling again.
That's why I thought that place was frigid... Well, I won't tell you.
"Well, the rare ability to recover is insurance when something happens to the royal family and the high-ranking people. We don't even have the idea that we should surround ourselves and treasure ourselves, but the way we surround ourselves and keep them and kill them isn't a mess, is it?
……
"If the father, who was welcomed as a member of this country's 'nobility', would truly be faithful to this country, I'm sure that his son would also be able to help the country with its affairs, that sort of thing, right?
The words of Mr. Nicholas, who laughs hehe, are soft.
But I don't even feel like fixing it. It's very normal. My spine got rough because I was told it would be obvious.
Sure, I was largely able to predict with what they said I didn't need either.
After it was done, I checked it again, so now I feel like... I'm afraid of adults.
The tone is soft, but that means that, as a result, we're talking about what's the difference between keeping Baron Winner as bait and killing Mr. Mullietta... No, well, it's more liberal because you don't think he's locked up, but that's synonymous with being able to run free anymore?
Not even ordinary aristocrats are that far... No, I don't know about the high-ranking people.
(I knew this guy, he's scary...)
What kind of villain do you need as a role? I know you're in charge of that part, but when you smile and talk about it, well, I think Mr. Nicholas is a scary person after all, even though I heard about it.
By asking about Mr. Murietta, I thought I'd see what kind of attitude he would take. He's usually a scary person. Here.
As a person serving the same royal family, it feels like, but personally, I still don't want to be close!!
It's never because I see a future that eats sermons when that happens to Aldar. Yeah, never. I'm a little scared there, too.
"Well, why don't we have some more interaction during this picnic, Julia?"
"... please do not"
"I don't know."
Mr. Nicholas leans back and peeks into my face, keeping his hands on the door knob to the room where Mr. Primera is.
You have a beautiful face, and you're smiling at me.
Usually handsome. I can't look straight at you! That's about to happen, but in Mr. Nicholas's case, this is what I can't look at directly in a different way. Scary.
"You told the knight, didn't you? I will not imitate the inferior kind of people who have hands on them."
"Yeah, I do hear what you said, too, but..."
"I just thought I'd like to have a little more chat with someone 'normal' like you."
'Cause it'll be fun, though I could go on.
As far as I'm concerned, I don't know if it's fun... I can't believe you thought of that! It seemed troublesome, of course, to put it into words, so I let him pierce the silence and open the door!