A few hours later I finally caught my sister freed by the samurai.
Women seem to take time to prepare, but no way, not so far.
Speaking of which, what will happen to Count Hardist?
I haven't seen my father's duke or Count Hardist since, but maybe he's been listening to my father's long, tiny sermon the whole time? …… may be.
My former prince... in a good mood... poor thing.
The blue dress, the color of the Duke of Rufus' house, remains the color of her sister's eyes.
I haven't seen a sister so ornately dressed in years.
Even though in Isolte my sister is still beautiful, being chased to work to do her own thing and living like a servant.
Though of course I think my sister, who gets muddy and Tracy scolds me, is beautiful.
Would she have been so beautiful dressed in a dress and dressed all over her body?
No, I rather feel much prettier than that in my memory......
You realize it or not, I'm afraid it's the latter, but the sister who creates a depressing, annoying atmosphere is somewhere colorful.
Water-colored eyes stir up the craving for asylum... I feel it.
Besides, Camilla and I were exactly how we did it, erasing that stubborn bear.
When this happens, I'd rather stay for my sister.
Are you willing to go to a nightclub in this state? You think Dad's sending out a sister in this state?
To a human nest like that with nothing but malice and lowliness?
And to my surprise, he doesn't accompany me.
I wonder what you're thinking. Impossible!
I just eat up my teeth and make them critical when I ask why, and, well, I guess I'm not willing to see how that goes.
I'm worried about my sister, but I'm worried I might not break my father's teeth.
"Sister, I knew we'd stop going"
Because I'm sure if I saw this look, my father would break a few teeth.
Still a young father. Then it's too pathetic.
So, huh? I don't know what the circumstances are, but let's not.
"... Lichten, I can't do that"
"Why not? There's nothing good about going there.
"As a Duke of Rufus, you should play your part properly."
Oh, my God.
Unexpectedly, my sister is strong. It is likely that the watery eyes that do not show any intention of pulling are lit up to something like belief.
"... then I'll come instead. That would be fine."
As a member of the Duke Rufus family? Does that mean that the royal family is involved?
There are only a few things my father, the Duke, can't resist in the first place.
Because I'm also convinced the Earl of Hardist was strangled...
That ex-prince, why don't you keep it great and you can't protect it after all?
... No, but what the hell is that calculated, disgusting thing that even he can't fathom?
If so, Your Majesty...?
No, no, there's no way His Majesty is coming out.
I don't know what the hell that's in it for, and how do you screw up the Hardist Count, whose good-looking kindness shows an unusual obsession with his sister in the first place?
No, no, you can't do that to His Majesty.
"You can't just do that!
My sister turned her voice blue to my sighing words. [M]
I stared at my sister by surprise at the force. [M]
No, because, huh?... Suddenly, what's wrong? Sister.
"No, you know, I'm sorry, sister"
What touched her mind?
I was unnecessarily upset that she had changed so much. [M]
I told her that she didn't rely on her sister or anything, but she kept her face strong.
Honestly, my sister is sweet to me.
That too, quite.
I have a sense of being adored, and I never thought the day would come when I could look at my sister like this.