Lady Rose Wants to be a Commoner

When Phee Crowe correctly answered the three issues raised by her brother-in-law, Shed Swallows, a line of key figures in charge of the next generation of the country, each with some involvement with Phee, had also reached the mansion and infiltrated it.

Yes, it is infiltration.

Unlike Phee, they did not enter from the front in grandeur, but entered the mansion from the back entrance and kept going through the back aisle early enough.

Whether you ask this or not, questions will arise. Why did they enter the mansion through the back door of the mansion where they had never been?

Nancy, a civilian nun, a floating presence in the line, held everything to it, moving ahead. For some reason, she knew where the keys to the back of the mansion were hidden.

I don't care what you think or see, Nancy is suspicious, but she herself doesn't make a busy excuse, she knows what she knows! and momentum alone, and even more so, the rescue of the Virgin would precede that! And because of what I said that I felt like arguing, the problem of what I was alert to was considered to be behind me.

Melvin Krabit was smiling at such a sudden and improbable behavior of a known girl. He knows where and who owns this mansion. Because Melvin Krabit has information about all kinds of people in this country.

But even then I didn't know. No matter how much Melvin twisted his head, the conclusion to be drawn is, "You can't possibly know if Nancy has a key to the back of this mansion." Nancy lived as a nun in that town from an early age. I know Melvin in the first place, but Nancy herself shouldn't even know what she has to do with this mansion. I don't think I know that.

That's why Melvin's mouth laughs. Because it is the supreme joy in him to elucidate the inexplicable human words, deeds and psyches.

Let's focus on another person here.

One of Nicholas' escorts, Tameguchi's escort, approached the other salutary escort in a natural motion and called out, whether Nancy's skeptical eye shifted only slightly to make it easier to move.

"Hey."

"I'm at work, though. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE CAREFUL OF THE PROPOSAL LANGUAGE"

Even though they are making as little noise as possible to keep the people in the mansion from noticing, they are all almost as fast as they are running. But these two breaths are not disturbed at all.

If I only listened to my voice, it was a neat way to breathe that no one would wonder if I said I was gracefully talking while sitting down and drinking tea. In the first place, the volume of the conversation between the two people can't be heard even if they are right next door to each other. It is the first conversation that I have ever had in a low voice because these two people have excellent hearing.

He was a tame-mouthed escort who was slashed off by a respectful speech escort, but he talks again to disprove it without looking at all concerned.

"I think our Oshigoto is over this already. Ya, 'cause this is, like, an escort... hey?

"The escort is the escort.... well fine. So what is it?

The guard of Tamemouth, embarrassed by the words of the guard of Tamemouth, which included it, asked the guard of Tamemouth in the face of giving up the idea that he would have to listen in the end even though he looked like a pain in the ass. The tame-mouthed escort opens his mouth in a good mood.

"How do we work in this case?"

…

A respectful escort exhales one sigh.

"To the extent that it doesn't interfere, it's an escort. Our job is to escort them."

"... Whose?

"Two of them,. Others, well, if you can afford it.... For once, I won't include Mr. Nicholas. You know why, right?

"Uh yeah, you don't have to. But one is fine, who's the other?

"It's the person who would have been there before we got there, and when it comes to the last sale, don't you see?

"Ok, I got it."

The respectful language escort impressed me with a rather low standard that you understood quickly for this guy. Less than a second later, I even forgot how I felt.

The conversation is over, the salutation escort deflects his gaze from the tame-mouthed escort and looks at Nicholas, his own employer, instead.

A silent employer from the carriage must have noticed behind this next kidnapping of the queen. However, the honorable language escort was not willing to put any words on him.

The time when they became Nicholas' escort was shortly after Felicia Swallows was de-identified by civilians. The only reason I became an escort was because I thought he was the person who seemed to act most conveniently in the most convenient position. They have little attachment to Nicholas.

I think the salutation escort. In the end, whoever moves it, it doesn't end up the same. Lady Rose won't notice the pitfalls waiting ahead of the traps that stranded her around. Let Elle's prophecy not be able to hang out after he has already followed some path. Just like the village in my hometown, where all the villagers died from epidemics, except for myself and my partner who was once next door.

That's what destiny is all about.

"You think you can win, Lady Rose?

"What?"

Suddenly, rather than the fact that the tame-mouthed escort had spoken again, the respectful language escort reflexively issued a low and intimidating question mark from his mouth.

"What are you talking about? There's no way you can win. Or even if you win, you're in trouble."

"Why do you think you can't win?

"That kind of thing, it's decided because she doesn't have enough self-understanding and situational understanding overwhelmingly. This battle, there can be no victory for her unless she understands everything and then confronts her."

The salutation escort said so and then in his brain, but disputed his own words.

But on the contrary, if she understood everything and then was able to confront her, the victory or defeat might be reversed. The guard of the salutation doesn't think she can do it, and like he said earlier, it doesn't change the idea that it would be troublesome to be won.

"I wonder if I might win."

"Huh? On what grounds?

"Hey, though."

The salutary escort looked back at the tame-mouthed escort. Tamemouth's escort still keeps the word going without worrying about it.

"Hey. Hey, but come on, you think it's funny if you can change the fate of a trail by making up your mind like that. That woman, I was hoping you'd make fun of her. As a loyal minister of El."

"Is it just emotional theory?... Well, if you ask me, sure, that might have it. As a loyal minister of El."

The two laughed small and fisted together. No one has noticed this overly whispering exchange that I don't even know if I'm talking.

"… Is this destiny? I can't resist it as long as it takes."

There was no one there to hear Nicholas whine to himself.