Life with my Little Sister

A human being who thinks that Third Princess Claudia and Fourth Princess Sheila are close sisters will unfortunately not exist.

And we didn't look forward to being friends with our own sister.

However, there is a slightly different way to go from there.

The Fourth Princess, Sheila Holyfedel el Fracevelk, always wanted to get along with her own sister, while the Third Princess, Claudia HolyMetel el el Fracevelk, was afraid to approach her own sister.

This was not Sheila's personality a problem, but came from her poor consciousness as a result of being compared to her sister of the same age every once in a while and continued to bruise her.

In fact, if the two of them had lined up, it would have been certain that they would have been ridiculed by the arrowless.

In addition, the adults around us did not actively encourage the proximity of the two, because there is a compelling sense of rivalry between the home of both mothers - the Marquis of Claustel and the Marquis of Ventelshoven.

Only one, except Queen Paula, the real mother of Princess Sheila IV.

"It's a good thing we're close, isn't it? No, it must be about nature. Besides, Her Royal Highness Claudia is a good boy. - Oh, of course you're a very good girl, aren't you?

Sheila loves her mother.

Because he was kinder and stronger than anyone else.

This' strong 'is the strength of the mind, no matter what.

When my mother was in the abyss of death, Paula never spoke a weak voice, even if she had severe pain, to avoid worrying about her surroundings.

Even though it would have been painful for me to just drop by, when I wanted to 'see my mother' too, he always responded to this.

He smiled kindly and treated himself.

So Paula was an ideal female portrait for Sheila, besides saying she loved her mother.

Because I've seen such a 'mother', it was also a natural accomplishment for Sheila to begin to think that the ideal man she wanted was more important to her mind than her abilities and appearance.

Being gentle, inclusive, and a stable personality -.

I understand that free love is more impossible than being born as the king's daughter.

So at the very least, she hoped that 'someone with a good heart' would be her future opponent.

Especially since she was born as Sheila's escort. Elma, the Kingsguard Sorceress Knight, fears that will be difficult.

I say aristocracy because I wonder how many distorted people are.

In fact, to some extent, that presumption - no, prejudice would be right.

But since Sheila's future opponent, the princess, is unlikely to be anything but noble or royal, I just pray that the better will show up in it.

At the same time, all the heartless people who come to the beloved young Lord are firmly sworn that they must stay away.

My father is the king.

My mother is the daughter of only five Marquises in the country.

He is blessed with beauty and wisdom, and also has the qualities and the right to inherit the throne as a magician -.

No one can fail to pay attention to such 'excellent properties'.

She knows that Sheila and the flowers are full of pests.

Therefore, there is also a need for 'real allies'.

(I wish there was such a person among the near-term candidates -)

Elma thinks it must be difficult as well, as is the marriage.

Whether it's just a bunch of freaks who must be snuggling by my husband's prestige.

These fools, when I chase them away, are firmly in my heart, Elma.

It was truly unusual for such a subordinate to see 'the person' in the hallway near the garden.

"Dear Claudia,

Unexpectedly, Sheila speaks out.

There he was, his belly-sister Claudia, who tends to pull into his own room.

They are not very close and do not meet outside of the official setting, and they remain in a relationship that calls each other like this. It was unfortunate for Sheila, too.

But she and her squire were surprised, not because the place was a hallway.

That was on my face.

(Laughing -)

Neither Sheila nor Elma had ever seen Claudia smile.

Regardless, I guess she was laughing too when it was before The Treasure Sword Rite.

But back then, we never had a better chance of seeing each other than we do now.

It was because of their childhood, and because Sheila had decided to give everything to save her mother, she had no eyes but to study and study.

And while both Sheila and Elma are out of their imagination around here, she and others may not know that the Fourth Princess, who moves into study from childhood, has a reputation since that time, while Claudia, who was just playing normally as a child, has been scratched by being the subject of 'comparison' since that time.

The third princess stared at a piece of paper with her eyes narrowed, unaware of the approaching of the fourth princess's chief.

You have such a gentle smile, you would be bringing out the 'sister' smile, that 'paper', what the hell is it? Sheila took a keen interest.

I don't know if it was because of such a movement of mind, but Claudia noticed the approaching 'sister'.

"......"

What was there was a monochromatic fright.

The quiet moon-like smile disappears and she tries to lean down and walk away from the spot.

"Oh, you know, Lady Claudia..."

"... Hih...!

Sheila's voice, for the Third Princess, was only an object of fear.

What would happen if someone else were here?

(I can compare again......! They fool me again......! Me and your mother......! I don't like it anymore...! I don't like it anymore. Yikes...!

The third princess, distracted only by walking away, did not even realize that she had dropped her precious' paper ', and ran off on her own.

Elma remembered that she didn't have many escorts.

In particular, it is inconceivable to say to her, the princess and the Marquis, that she is not alone.

The Kingsguard thought that Claudia herself would have moved away or temporarily left the side for a reason.

Meanwhile, 'sister', who was left by 'sister', is quickly approaching the 'drop'.

"Your Highness Sheila, it's dangerous! It's not something we know what's out there, such as an unknown object!

"It's okay, because I don't feel anything. Elma is too worried."

Give in for a moment and then take 'it'.

No matter how much her husband was a genius and had the ability to break a sixth sense, she thought it might be a little too defenseless.

Most beloved Lord, there are times when he becomes only a little in 'Tenba Mode', when he behaves as he pleases.

She is harrassed by the actions of such a fourth princess, but Queen Paula seemed to make a good appearance of her 'there' daughter.

(Your Highness's defenselessness must be compensated by me......!

Think about it, even during the sorcery exam.

"Wow! Elma, look at this! I got it! You have it!? On that other side, you have a world I don't know!

He approached with his eyes sparkling and so on, and allowed himself to behave radiantly to a civilian lad who was surrounded by a terribly tedious atmosphere that could not even tell the difference in identity.

Sheila carries the dropped paper of "Sister" in front of her eyes, and opens her eyes.

"Your Highness? How did you do?

And so was Elma, who tried to chase him and peeked in.

"Ko, is this-!?"

What was there.

That's a 'picture' so clear that it doesn't seem very much like it belongs in the world.

And in that "painting" were the hinas of the loving look.

"So, Your Highness..., what is this...!?"

…………

"Your Highness?"

"- Huh? Oh, yes. Drawn looks like parrot glass. But as far as I know, babies in parrot glass shouldn't be this color... No, more than that."

Sheila seemed more concerned with the painting itself than with the contents of the painting.

"Such technology has already been established…? Or is the technology of the Magic Guidance History...?

For Sheila, who was only six years old and qualified as a magic prop technician and was worried about making prosthetics for her mother, it was one she couldn't overlook.

"To Master Claudia, I have to return this. And if you can, let me ask you something about this technology."

Sheila stood up softly.

There, a slight voice hung.

"Oh, lords, don't you know your daughters here? Chi, while I was standing there - no, I was the one who kept you waiting while I loved the trees."

There was a tall, dead old man.

That's someone I've never seen in the royal castle.

(Suspicious?!?)

Elma tries to pull the sword out reflexively...

"- Huh!?"

Horrible horrors pierced my chest.

It wasn't the old man who set something up, it was her kang, as a warring knight.

(Die......! If you set this old man up, the five bodies will fall apart in an instant......!

Elma went to war.

The old man is suddenly leaning his neck against the hardened Kingsguard knight, wondering.

"What? What's wrong with you? Then I'm sorry I stopped calling..."

The old man approached him unconstitutionally, looking worried.

And I noticed Sheila's 'painting' she had.

"- Oh, man, have you dropped that and gone? Well, I guessed the whole story."

The old man seemed to know who Sheila was.

At the same time, Elma remembered who this old man was.

The Fourth Princess approaches the old man defenselessly and hands him the 'painting'.

"Is it okay if I leave this to you?

"Oh, that helps. If you lose sight of it while it's sitting in the middle, and you can't deliver the drop, you'll eat the big eyeballs. Most of all, he's pathetic."

With a bitter smile, the big old man receives a 'picture'.

Sheila asks the old man.

"Um, the 'technology'..."

"Oh, here it is. I knew you'd care? But I can't teach you on my own." Coming Soon, "so can you give me a break?

Coming soon.

With that word Sheila regained some calm.

I continued to wonder if it was a new discovery technique or a retro one.

"Now, I'm sorry I couldn't say hello, but I have to go after that girl. For one, keep it."

The old man walks out, then looks back at Sheila.

"It may be an extra favor, but I think it's better to care about the" contents "of the painting than about the" technology "of the painting, because it's childish, and I think it's better, right?

Then, the old man waves and disappears across the hallway on a small run.

Sheila stares at her squire after she drops it off.

"Elma, you can't, can you? You tried to be disrespectful to her, didn't you?

"... I'm sorry. I'm not supposed to be anywhere near the Imperial Castle."

The Kingsguard's body was still trembling slightly.

It is rare that we have approached those who possess so much power besides the "Master" of our beloved Lord.

And the Lord.

"Ooh mi-glass hina, that was cute...... I'd like to see the real thing too... I would have liked to hear from Claudia... Oh, somehow, can't you get a handover..."

Even the contents of the photograph were distracting.