It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

"I don't care if you say that!

I don't like you!

Rather......... I hate it!

It can also be taken as a scream that was screamed as it was turned upside down as I was impressed. How many times has that been refrained?

Hardist had been rained by the rain as opposed to Isolte, where heavy rain seemed to lie last night.

To be honest, I don't really remember how I got out of the Rufus family in Izorte.

I guess I managed to run my horse while it rained hard enough to leave Izorte, but I don't really remember.

"Hey, Elle, you're soaking wet, get dressed."

"Oh...... that's true"

"Huh? Aren't you an idiot? Well... then you must be tired..."

He was kicked out by Sieg, who made a bear under his eyes where he put it in a blurry office chair.

There is nothing in the minimally organized private room but a bed, a desk and a shelf.

Materials and books are glistened in the shelves, but the clothes in the closet are only available in two shirts and two slacks, one jacket and vest at a time, and a set for outfits.

Well, I don't really need clothes or anything right now, and it's easier to choose.

I wiped some light water with a dry cloth and changed into a proper shirt and slack.

The only personal belongings I have are about the first portrait of Miss Altostella that I received in my desk drawer.

Still young when she pulls out a rattling, sounding, ill-installed drawer, she smiles the same way she always does.

This is what Lord Rufus asked me, but I hear Miss Altostella, with her silver hair and clear, empty eyes with shiny soft waves, looks very much like her mother, who was once known as the fairy of the social world.

I only met Mrs. Seticilla once that she died at an early age, and it would not come true to know her in depth in her lifetime, but as far as Lord Rufus and Miss Altostella were concerned, she would have been a wonderful person.

I met Miss Altostella when I was 4.

It was at a party to celebrate my birthday.

I had received four portraits saying I was a candidate for fiancée for a long time, but I had no interest in any of them.

I already understood my position, and I fully understood that I was neglected by Master Filmeria.

And, of course, my mother's thoughts, and maybe why there are four things called fiancée candidates.

I knew from this that what was convenient for my # 1 mother could be her fiancée, and I knew that the other person would be hated by Master Filmeria like me.

Then again, I already knew at that time that there was not one person to protect it.

His Majesty hated making waves, unless there was so much to it.

Together, it's only natural that you value the damage to your country more than a prince who doesn't have to be me.

That would also have had something to do with the fact that Master Filmeria's border anchor has a great deal of force and guards an important fort on the border.

I had no choice.

Victor was in a complicated, geese mess and tried to protect me from Master Filmeria time and time again.

That time, my mother turned away from the beating that gradually got worse.

The younger I was, the more times I lost my way through the abyss of death, but my mother was desperate to protect herself and her dignity.

That was another thing I couldn't help but cry every time I was dying.

Victor in his young days bit Dear Filmelia, Mother, and sometimes His Majesty, but no one listens. Neither me nor Victor could change anything.

Still, for me, Victor was a dependable brother and only one family.

But in time, Lady Filmeria and my mother made us avoid contact as much as we could. I don't know if they were becoming suspicious or if their pride would make them do that, but the nobles around them hitched a ride on it and incited it like a conflict.

We became alienated and unable to interact freely, wrapped around a terrible and exciting perimeter, but how long did Victor change when he touched each other in his limited time?

Defending something as a sacrifice and many others.

Cutting something off, but protecting a lot of lives.

On top of someone's misfortune, the happiness of others is to be made.

And to protect the people, the first sacrifice should be the royal nobility.

For example, that Lady Filmeria and my mother are keeping something of themselves in front of us.

For example, that the nobles flourish in response to our death crisis.

For example, that the equilibrium is preserved at the expense of our emotions.

The familiar and understandable case is to this extent at best, but Victor's thoughts were easy for me to understand.

I think that was the right change as a royalty.

I think he was educated to be that way.

Although Victor cried a lot at the time, suffering terribly from the divergence of circumstances and emotions and his way of thinking as a royalty.

Still, in time, I accepted it perfectly and stopped crying.

Rarely did he let something called emotion go outside, and his basic gear became his constant favorite smile and a comfortable, easy to talk tone.

So I also thought it would be something that would naturally become so if I got older.

As a royalty, I didn't doubt that it would be enough to be a king.

Not long after I start dealing with four of my fiancée candidates, I realize.

to the discomfort of Altostella Lindsey Rufus, who is said to be the most powerful of the four.

She is very hard to call a genius, rather she is the inferiost of the four.

The point is, he's a bad guy and very clumsy.

At first I didn't think anything of it because I realized it.

I don't know if it's pride or responsibility as a leading nobleman, but I was just observing her behaving like she could afford it and trying harder than anyone else in the shadows.

I might have thought it was a stupid one.

I kept looking at her the whole time. Next sympathy.

If this turns out to be my fiancée, it will soon be erased, even if it is not Master Filmelia.

And as the day went on, I thought I wouldn't protect you step by step.

You just became my fiancée. Think like this. And have a poor girlfriend who will probably be targeted for her life from now on.

Then a few years later it was sometime replaced with a sense of duty.

One cause would be that Master Filmeria was becoming more and more aggressive against her.

I didn't want her to die no matter what, I wanted to be the one to protect her, and I always thought I should.

He said we should protect her no matter what we sacrifice.

That's how I realize I can't truncate her when there's something going on.

She can be my weakness. I knew it thinly, but I can't be like Victor, and I shouldn't be the king naturally.

Then began the days dedicated to protecting her from Master Filmeria and making Victor king.