Life with my Little Sister

My name is Elma.

He is a sorcery knight who has ordered the escort of Her Highness the Fourth Princess directly from His Majesty.

My lord, His Highness Sheila, is a wise and loving man, a natural talent and a supreme inheritance of "beauty" from his mother, the queen, both inside and outside, and a man who has dedicated his loyalty and spared his life.

The kindness of the queen and Sheila is surprising, but on the other hand, it has the disadvantage of being 'too kind'.

This is what my boss said.

"If the drawbacks and strengths are the same, you should think of ways in which you can leverage them whenever possible.If that fault is love, I think we should protect its beauty even if our subordinates wear mud, hate it and buy a role. "

I like this word.

The queen and His Highness are fine as they are.

Instead, I will cut off the unsuccessful men approaching His Highness and let them gaze.

--The encounter with the suspicious person suddenly began.

It was still a small moment when His Highness Sheila was really young.

His naturally brilliant Highness was also extremely curious.

"Wow, wow...! The outside world is so lively...!Look, Elma, there's a magic test over there!? There are people over there who have come to take the magic test...!? "

"Please don't come near me.This is the test venue for civilians.I don't know who it is. "

I do not intend to look down on the civilian population, but I think it is also reckless to demand moderation from the poor.

Overall, there are many lowlife civilians.

This is probably due to poor education and financial reasons.

Of course, there may be exceptional people, but basically, it's not enough to be vigilant.

His Highness, however, was acquainted with 'it' due to his curiosity.

With those weird brothers and sisters.

--I think this is a "foreign object" that appeared in the world.

Malhelit and the court magician Philomena seem to be trying to draw this on their side, but I think it should be on alert.

I don't think we should approach His Highness.

A boy named Alto Cramput, like that Pugmarion, had an unknown creepiness.

There was a feeling of discomfort like "something else (...) is transforming into a child" rather than "being smart as a child" like His Majesty.

Now that the white child is in a position to walk around the castle as an apprentice, Alto Cranput is more likely to be promoted to His Highness's role as a goga player.

And today was the day that the child climbed the castle.



Good morning, Elma.

It is one of His Majesty's closest apprentices, the Countess Marlene, who breaks his hips deeply.

I like this little girl a little older than His Highness.

Malene was humble, polite, and kind.

Young but trustworthy.

"Good morning, Elma....!"

It was Isabella, the Marquis Lady, who thanked me for being a little late.

She is the youngest in recent practice.

Though she is a strong, high-spirited girl, she will basically also be in a good position.

I know her grandfather, Housekeeper Bailefeld, and I know her daughter, Mrs. Aufsta, Isabella's mother, but I honestly didn't think that this personality would come from that blood line.

Or is it an acquired reason?

A presence like a teacher or friend that led the values to the better.

Malene asks me.

"Elma, Your Majesty's role is coming today, isn't it?"

"…………………………… Yes, that's right"

Trying to squeeze it out, I answered.

Marlene is right, today is the day when that "foreign object" comes.

I can't be as alarmed as I am.

"We can't be together - no, you don't have to..."

That's what I said, Miss Isabella.

Recent apprenticeship is also a candidate for the future.

So, depending on the country, you can also attend side service meetings and gain experience at an early stage.

But they're not supposed to let that happen.

He is too young to be a runner, and above all, he is not necessarily one of Sheila's allies in his recent practice or his "home".

Unfortunately, the country's political and factional charts have become a complex and strange ambush temple.

When I nodded, Miss Isabella looked sad and stubborn.

(It's not a good thing to face job dissatisfaction, but considering that you're still a young child, is there any inevitable...)

Besides, His Highness would prefer a person who presents his face with pleasure and sorrow rather than "a person who laughs thinly no matter what he is told."

Next to a cute, pointy girl, a polite recent practice slightly leaned her neck.

"Nevertheless, who will be your spokesperson...?"

Basically, the identity of the Mikado is lying down.

"Who will approach His Highness?When 'spreads, only disadvantages arise.

Basically, their existence and ascent date are kept secret, but these girls are known for their work on the day.

Marlene continued.

"The smart lord will be your opponent.Are you a knowledgeable speaker? "

"Come on, you must be an older, more reliable person!....."

Weirdly powerful, but is there someone with thoughts?

Looking out the hallway window, you can see the "foreign object" that Philomena is taking you there.

This time, I made a little mistake.

As I turned so sharply towards you, my two recent apprenticeships followed something.

At the same time, both expressions change.

"Wow...! You've never seen a child walk before, have you?Both are amazing beauties, but are they your brothers and sisters?Still, I remember seeing that boy somewhere....? "

"--Eh...!? Why is he...?"

Both reactions seemed a little strange.

But what I should be watching is the brother and sister - the older brother.

Even now, that brain-weather sister and I are laughing at each other with a smile, but I won't be deceived.That would be a pseudo-state.

For Your Highness's sake, we cannot let our guard down.

(I have to be by this side all the time today, not to endanger His Highness Sheila.)

That's why I'll pick you up at the entrance.

I look back on my two recent exercises.

"Then I will return to His Majesty, so will you stay with me?"

"Eh, yes... but who are they...?"

"Why is he here...?"

I left early enough to avoid hearing their voices.



"Oh, Elma, why are you here?"

Waiting in front of the door, Philomena looked at me and leaned her neck strangely.

Well, I wasn't supposed to pick you up, so this may be natural.

She held Alto Cranput's hand firmly and looked unscrewed.

Even if you are a talented lady of the kingdom, I think this hobby is good.

The "foreign object" child failed to escape from Philomena and lowered his head to me with his hands tied together.

After all, even if I try to take one of these, the dust is not childish, and it stirs up a sense of vigilance again.

On the other hand, the sister.

It seems like we're going to Taipei on the ground, so we won't need to be particularly vigilant.

He waves his hand at me with a smile.

"Long time no see! It's fee!I like it! "

He remembered me for a while.

When I was baptized, I came closer and pointed at the bag with my mouth open.

"Ame! Ame, sweet! fee, I love sweetness! Please!"

"Ah, yeah... thank you..."

I accidentally received it.

This kind of sincere smile will really upset the pace.

Is it because of the child's deceased body?

Or maybe this kid is a really big deal.

"It's delicious! Why don't you try it?"

…………

Actually, I didn't mean to eat it right now.

I succumb to pressure and throw my balls into my mouth.

"Hehe... delicious?"

"Yeah, yeah, well...."

"Hehe ~... I'm glad!"

The little girl with silver hair smiled like a sun, and then ran to her brother, hugging him vigorously.

"Nhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I suppose I was going to have a private conversation, but my voice was too energetic and I could hear it round.

"Over there, people are hiding! fee, I know!Fee, I want to hide and seek! "

That would be two recent apprentices lurking around the corner of the hallway.

These two seem to be worried about us, and they followed me.

(Still, I didn't realize at this distance...Is this kid a good candle?Or did it just happen to get into my eyes...)

Even if I didn't look back, I can tell by the signs, but there's no way that this kid has such a training.

Then it would be an arrowhead coincidence.

The silver-haired girl, who felt my gaze, held the american bag dearly.

"Mummu...! I want more american balls!? But I can't eat the sweet fry anymore...!N-ta, fee, what should I do!? "

The girl who clings to my brother with a slurp, I'm out of poison.