Kekkon Shoya no Deathloop~Nosuji Reijou wa Nando Shindemo Megemasen~

That was one day, when Crusade's marriage approached a week later.

One knight apprentice rushed over to Riselle as she finished her training in the exercise area and was about to return to her private room in the official building.

"Dear Riselle, this is your delivery."

"To me?

Receiving the envelope offered, Riselle frowns.

The letter itself is not uncommon. But why is the mail addressed to Riselle in the hands of the apprentice?

Surprised, the apprentice shrugged his shoulder like trouble.

"Earlier at the entrance to the filling, a woman asked me to 'give this to Lady Riselle Rosso'. I said no, but they pushed me."

"A woman...? That bothered you."

"No, it's not annoying. I was a little surprised, though. Is it a love letter? Nice."

The apprentice seemed unable to contain his interest and stared at Risel's envelope with a full eye of anticipation.

Riselle also turned her attention to the envelope she received and then made her laugh like she was in trouble.

"I don't know. Let's go back to your room and sneak up on the contents."

"What, I wish I could read it here"

"Give me a break. You can't be ashamed to imitate that."

Returning jokingly, the apprentice bent his mouth to the letter to dissatisfied. —— but quickly gargles the remaining face of childhood.

"The Lord of the Letter was quite beautiful. Let me know if there's any progress."

"Right. If I were to have a secret meeting with a beautiful woman, I'd let you talk to me."

Waving, now it was time for Riselle to head to her room.

Along the way, I slipped with two knights. The knights stopped the conversation as Risel passed by, sending him a contemptuous gaze.

Were they, indeed, aristocrats?

Riselle, who was already used to obvious hostility, pretended not to notice her gaze and went through beside it.

—— Love letter, huh?

Riselle drops her eyes on a white envelope without the sender's description.

This is not the first time I have received a letter from a woman. Rather, it was common.

Not only was there a letter, but some women pressed directly to him to confess their love. Some ladies sneaked up and brought a night of fire games.

But no matter what kind of beauty compelled me, now I didn't mean to overshadow it.

Soon, the selection of the next Knights Commander will take place. Among the candidates is his mentor.

The Master intends to rebuild the Knights on the verge of disintegration. In that case, there may be a truth hidden by the hands of the Knights eight years ago that sees the eyes of the day.

For that reason too, we should not now do anything to become some kind of spark.

As for the room, I opened the envelope for once. The note inside contained a very simple sentence.

'If you want to protect my dear daughter, follow our instructions. I'll wait tonight on Safa Street in Wangdu'

"... what is this"

I can't stand it. I can't hear you.

There is a long and childish line of wording. The contents of the envelope were stale pranks, not love letters.

My dear daughter, when I read the letter, Serenia's face immediately appeared in the back of my brain.

For a long time, humans who think of Risel and Serenia's friendship have gone on and on.

Serenia doesn't like to show her face to glamorous events. As a result, she was less visible in the social world, but rumors of a beautiful duke's warrant spread, by the way, as she occasionally joined the party at the right age.

At the same time, the rumors of Risel became whispered in the shadows.

A common-born knight who is close to his Vlage brothers and sisters on the grounds that he is the adopted son of a swordsman. The man is going to take Serenia into a humble but aristocratic society, or something. Actually, Risel is the bastard of the late Duke of Vlage, and he's going to take over the Duke's house slowly, or something.

The rumors were all naive and full of evil that I couldn't stand to hear.

When the Master became a candidate for the next Knights Commander and it became known that Crusade would marry the daughter of a borderline aristocrat, more humans somehow deepened their suspicions about Risel.

The Duke's marriage is clearly conscious of Riselle Rosso. There were even those who came all the way to claim to Risel that the Duke deliberately chose a woman with a low pattern to make it easier to draw his favorite civilian knight into the Vlage family.

—— That can't be true.

To unscrupulous claims, Risel could not forbid contempt and self-ridicule.

It's true that one day I was starting to have unwarranted feelings for a girl like my older away sister. But there is no such thing as the desire to accomplish this love.

Originally with the Riselle and Vlage brothers and sisters, the world in which they live is as if it were different. Yet being on their side was in itself an unworthy happiness. So I don't want anything more.

... and Riselle has a past that once hurt Serenia.

This letter, too, would be a hoax for someone who took Riselle's position. Did you think Riselle would be upset by the kind of intimidation that made her write to her child? Do bad tastes, such as deliberately using women to make them deliver letters.

With one sigh, Riselle threw a round letter into the crumb basket.

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"Um, Master Riselle. The delivery..."

The next day, as I was taking care of my martial arts, yesterday's apprenticeship seemed to walk over unexpectedly. In his hands, not an envelope, but a small box wrapped in white wrapping paper subsided.

"... again"

When I sighed at the identity of the box, the apprentice nodded small.

"It was a woman yesterday. This is the last time, so they really pushed me off to give you this box. Then I'm in trouble, so I asked you to at least let me refrain from the name...... I just put the box down and got away with it."

"That's creepy."

"Yeah, a little"

I unexpectedly agree with the truth of the leak, and the apprentice strongly agrees. And all I said was that I just wanted to let go of this stuff, and I pushed the little box against Risel.

"I was a little scared. I would definitely regret it if I didn't give it to you, what did they say? It's hard to be hot."

"Unfortunately, yesterday's letter wasn't a love sentence. This today, too, what the hell is in it."

"Eh. Then you'd better throw it away soon. Shall I dispose of it?"

"... Hmm"

Riselle opened the package on the spot after a brief look at the small box she had been given.

I could have left it to an apprentice, such as a crappy prank, but there may be traces of blackmailers in there. I thought we should make sure of it.

Peeling the wrapping paper revealed a small, unadorned box to the point of riding in the palm of his hand. It doesn't seem to weigh much, it doesn't mean it's dangerous.

The lid opens without any resistance. First, the white paper caught my eye. The paper only said, "This is the last time. Let it come alone."

Perseverance. If you really want to call yourself in, there will be another way.

With a little frustration with the stupid inviting complaint, Riselle noticed something packed under the paper.

Without any concern, get rid of the pieces of paper.

There was one immobile bird, packed.