Master of the brave.

Winn, whose arms were entangled in Leticia and taken from the hall where his squire refrained, walks down a corridor composed of stone columns with white stones and elaborate sculptures.

Even in the hallway, the nobles invited to the dinner party, as well as their servants and servants working for the palace, seemed busy travelling.

Wynn walks among those people, arm in arm by Leticia dressed in a poor dress.

Everyone was looking back and dropping off Win and Leticia like that.

(I'm getting so much attention!? Letty, are you okay?

The peripheral gaze pierces.

Wynn walks down the middle corridor of people's attention as he bugs his heart.

Hopefully Leticia would untie the arm she was putting together, but she was walking in a good mood and mumbling the song as she examined the court orchestra, which could hear leaks from the dinner venue.

As for Leticia, it was Win and Dance who could not dance, but it was just fun to walk with Win in a beautifully dressed dress.

I didn't walk down the corridor that long because it's the big hall neighborhood, which is the venue for the dinner party, although it's huge, until I stood in front of both open doors leading to the venue, and it felt like a long time had passed for Winn.

There are two guards standing at the door in front of the venue, as during the sight, sending an astonishing glance at Wynn.

It's not like two of the guards don't know Winn's face.

Rather, Winn's face is known among those who serve in the Imperial Palace.

Anyway, he is currently the only squire of First Princess Cornelia.

Nevertheless, those who enter beyond this door are limited to a very small part of the court sequence that is high.

Winn's court sequence doesn't allow him to dive through this door.

But when a beautiful aristocratic princess escorted by Wynn from the side smiled and nodded at the guards, they were surprised for a moment that the princess was Leticia and then rushed to open the door for me.

Ahead of the heavy doors opened - it was a world of ruggedly opulent nobility that jumped into Winn's eyes.

There are countless round tables served with lavish dishes, during which the servants of the Imperial Palace with drinks are busy, and then they go about in an elegant motion.

Beautiful ladies dressed in various ornaments, luxurious dresses and gentlemen dressed in spicy clothes were listening, dancing and bickering to the music played by the Orchestra of the Court.

Supper hosted by the Emperor of the Empire to welcome the Prince of the Neighbouring Kings.

That was one of the most grand nightclubs Winn has ever seen.

"It's Lady Leticia..."

"Master Leticia is back."

The door opens and the whispers of those who realize that Leticia has returned to the Great Hall pass through the venue as if it were a ripple.

And naturally, the surrounding gaze also turned to Wynn.

Leticia is wrapping her arms around Winn's arm with a happy smile.

And when he saw the sight, some moaned as he was convinced, and some floated the colour of jealousy, and some -

When Winn and Leticia take a step forward, people gently open the way for a crack.

Ahead, the brothers and sisters of Alfred the Crown Prince and Cornelia the Empress of this country, and Raul, the guest of honor at this dinner party, greeted us with a smile.

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(- I don't care. I don't care!

My sister keeps getting attention aside from herself.

The men around her turn a fervent glance at her, and even the women send a vision.

The sister was currently smiling with some loose happy face, entangling her own arm in the man's arm.

Yes, it's tangled in a man's arms.

Nonetheless, the men around me keep throwing hot glances at my sister.

(And that man! And that man!

Until last year, those gazes, not to say everything, were monopolized in the Remulsil Empire by Stacia, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Mavis, a relative of the Imperial Family and a famous family of the entire family.

Everyone was whispering in her ear a dialogue like a floating tooth.

Decorations, including brilliant gems, and paintings by renowned painters. Every time Stacia attended a nightclub, such as a dress tailored by a leading artisan, it was given like a mountain by a single male nobleman.

How about that now?

Gathering many men at the tip of his gaze is his sister, who was once unexpected by his father and mother.

When I was a young girl, I learned to study, my sister, who was just pissed off, with a foolish picture unlike my brothers and sisters, no matter what I let her do.

As I lined up my desk with my brothers and sisters, I said, "Why can't Leticia even do this much when she can do her brother or sister!" scolded, a dark sister who is always staring at freaks and other people's complexions.

At last, she often slipped out of the mansion on her own, her younger sister, who had only ever been treated with swelling by a Duke's servant.

My father, Lord Mavis Lectre, would not have sent such a sister to the social world as a healer...

The sister - Leticia - had now lined up with Alfred, the Crown Prince, his sister Princess Cornelia, and even Raul, King of Lyons, to be one of the stars of this dinner party.

No, in terms of prominence, it would outnumber the three royals, the royalty.

I also heard that Alexei, Emperor of the Lemursil Empire, wanted the marriage of Alfred and Leticia.

Unfortunately, however, Leticia said no to that once.

It was originally that he refused the emperor's request, which was absolutely equal for those who were subordinates.

Perhaps right now, for a man with arms involved...

Lord Mavis Lectre, Stacia's father, hopes to have a deeper connection to the Imperial Family.

But Leticia refused to talk to Alfred, so instead, she brought a story with the royal family to Stacia.

However, the opponent is not with Crown Prince Alfred, but with Second Prince Neumann, who has a sideroom mother.

Second Crown Prince Neumann ranks third behind Alfred and Cornelia, children in full chambers, in the imperial succession rankings where the presence of the Empress is allowed.

The ranking of succession to the throne is never low.

But choosing Neumann, the second prince, not Alfred, against him was something that hurt Stacia's pride.

And it looks like Father Lectre is still plotting the fringe between Alfred and Leticia.

As Alfred's counterpart, Emperor Alexei hears that in the country he wants Leticia, or else some other princess.

If you want to make your friendship with the Imperial Family stronger by marriage, then neither does Rails, the eldest son of the Duke of Mavis family, have a decided companion. If so, it is possible that the relationship between the Empress Cornelia and Rails is normal, but unlike other women in the royal family, there are not many political and strategic marriages.

Often the marriage of a woman in a noble capacity, such as royalty, royalty or nobility, is treated as a political deal, but there have been no examples in the past of forced marriages with opponents who are not in keeping with the will of the Crown, either because the ancestors of the Founding Fathers of the Lemursil Empire here were women.

The constraint that unmarried princesses are not allowed to touch anything but men who will be partners in the future, except their families.

On the contrary, however, it is also that the Crown Princess is given the choice to decide on her partner.

Most often, the emperor decides on his own companion from among the well-behaved son-in-law candidates he has chosen, so in the end only a narrow option exists.

Still, compared to the royal women of other countries, let's say they are quite favoured.

Either way, there is no room for Lectre's thoughts to enter there, as if Empress Cornelia didn't like Rails as a premise, marriage would never be formed.

So he plotted the marriage of his eldest daughter, Stacia, and a second prince, Neumann.

As Emperor Alexei, I would also like to strengthen my ties with the Duke Mavis family, the leading nobility in the country.

If the story with Leticia is to be broken and Alfred is to welcome the princess of another country as his companion, it is in the full interest of the Imperial Family that Second Prince Neumann and Stacia enter into marriage.

(Am I replacing Leticia?

That doesn't bother Stacia.

If anything happens to Rails, a warrant, the Duchess First Duchess is likely to be the owner of the Duchess.

Even if not, there are as many houses as you want to connect with the House of the Duke of Mavis.

I've only continued to get the most attention in the social world, and I've had all sorts of oddities since a young age, such as taking off the mansion while I'm still up late, and I couldn't even let the social world put me out, and I couldn't allow Leticia, who has always been a shader, to take that position away from me.

(I can't forgive you for not choosing me, Master Alfred, or your father for trying to replace me with Leticia!

A gentle thank you, Alfred, Cornelia, Raul, and Leticia, who are about to leave the Great Hall behind, and Stacia, who invites the emotions of jealousy as they stare behind another unnamed youth.

"Guys, that kid is fooling me..."

Stacia squeaks like she throws up small so no one can hear her.

"Yeah, you're right. Dear Stacia,"

But there was something to return the words to the grunt.

"Your Majesty seems to think that His Royal Highness Alfred's Queen deserves Lady Leticia.

But surely that one possesses intelligence, fame, appearance and wonderful objects, but unfortunately the end of the day he is inclined to a man of uncharacteristic qualities that he does not know from any horsebone.

Many imperial aristocrats of our righteous descent believe that such a princess does not deserve it.

Yes... the next imperial mother-in-law deserves more, like Stacia, with the character and upbringing of the imperial fame "

"Sure, Lord Cliffdorf's..."

"My name is Jade and I'm the Marquis of Cliffdorf. Say hello to the Duchess of Mavis, Lady Stacia."

He smiled on his neat face and gently thanked him with his right hand to his chest.

"The current royal family stands out for its move to scorn our nobility, such as placing civilians in key positions occupied by our traditional nobility.

But much of that policy is not of His Majesty's will, but of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

There is no cloudiness in the sense of reverence for His Royal Highness the Crown Princes of our righteous aristocracy, but many of the empire's heartfelt aristocrats are worried that an unschooled civilian will serve in the empire's key positions. "

That's what Jade whispers as he walks right next to Stacia.

Soon, people were kept away from Stacia and Jade's surroundings.

Not to look unnatural, but rather the breathtaking nobles of the Marquis Cliffdorf were leading people away from the two of them.

But Stacia doesn't realize that.

Jealousy of Leticia.

And other men who don't look at themselves - among other things, Jade guides Stacia's feelings in order to get her anger at Alfred.

"If anything happens to His Royal Highness Prince Alfred and His Royal Highness Princess Cornelia, His Royal Highness Prince Neumann II will be reigned next emperor.

- Though he is a side chamber, his alma mater leads to my Cliffdorf Gate.

And in the unlikely event of that happening, if Prince Neumann were to stand as Crown Prince, and that Crown Princess was Stacia, the maiden of the Duke of Mavis' house, many of the nobles who pledge allegiance to our empire would be convinced.

Of course, if anything happens to Alfred. "

"Right. In this day and age, even the Imperial Family is not safe."

"Yep. Last year it even happened to an attempted coup by Zaunas, who was treated to the hero of that empire. I don't know what's gonna happen, just in case."

"Sure. In case the danger is rolling everywhere."

"There is now a study group in our mansion by true aristocrats worrying about the future of such an empire. What do you say? Would you like to join us once, Master Stacia?

"Right. As a nobleman in this country, it's only natural to worry."

Stacia's eyes staring ahead of the four (and one others) who were attracting attention were somewhere in a faint light.

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When Leticia brought Wynn from the hall of refrain, Alfred said no to vacate his seat and then guided him to a room in the palace.

I guess it's one of Alfred's private rooms.

The center of the room is brilliantly polished and wood floats beautifully, with a rosewood round table and chairs with four legs and a hobby heavy conditioning, white-magnetic vase adorned with seasonal colorful flowers.

This is Alfred's room for visitors.

Imperial Crown Prince Alfred Lau Route Remulsil.

Cornelia Lau Route Remulsil, First Empress of the Empire.

Raul Ort Lyon, Prince of the Kingdom of Lyons.

Lady Duke of the Imperial Nobility Leticia Van Mavis.

Win mixed up there by one.

Leticia, of course, sometimes is a classmate against Cornelia and I don't remember feeling so nervous.

But this situation where a heavenly man named Alfred and Raul are in front of us just makes me nervous.

Fortunately, because of Cornelia's position as a squire, Winn will be standing behind her chair sitting opposite Alfred and Raul.

I know Cornelia needs to get used to more of these occasions than she is a princess, but for now, I'm horrified - but when she stood behind Cornelia, she saw Winn with a slightly dissatisfied look on her face, so Winn refrained from going behind Cornelia and Leticia after getting lost.

Cornelia, who looked somewhere strange at the condition, smiled back at Winn with a small smile, so that Winn also smiled a little lighter.

Where the four of them are seated, a samurai pours tea from a pot of white porcelain into a cup.

Then I whispered somehow in Alfred's ear, making sure Alfred nodded before leaving the room.

When Fu and Wynn look over the round table, there are five cups poured with tea.

Did you also pour me tea on Winn, who I refrain from as a squire?

Within that thought, a samurai brought a servant man back to his room.

A servant's hand has a chair.

"Put that chair between Lord Leticia and Cornelia."

When Alfred put the chair down as he said, the samurai and the servant man left the room in gratitude with the deep.

"Winn, sit down, too. It's hard to drink tea while standing up."

"Yes, excuse me"

"Yes, brother"

Leticia's offering a saucer and a cup to Winn.

"It's your brother's tea."

"Thank you, Master Leticia"

Winn received the cup after confirming that Cornelia, the Serving Lord, nodded.

"'Thank you'. No respect for me!

to Leticia, who insists in a small, still strong tone, Wynn smiles,

"Thanks, Letty"

"Yeah."

Leticia smiled happily.

Winn honestly, his hands trembled because of the tension he was in this place, and he was worried about making a mess when drinking tea, but he managed to get it to his mouth without making any noise.

There are only five of them in the room.

Wynn, who is in a different position on this occasion, wondered if he should leave too if he was going to pay for it, but then Raul wouldn't bother calling about Wynn, and I didn't think Alfred would have a chair, and whether he had the idea, Raul opened his mouth at the same time as Wynn put the saucer and cup on the table.

"Well... the reason I came all the way to this country was because I wanted to let Letty know. And I decided that the people here should know, and I asked Alfred to prepare this place."

With that said, Raul looked around at the same face and then exhaled one fu.

And when you look at Leticia's face,

"Letty, that [traitor] - remember Sarah Ferrule?

Leticia's eyes narrowed softly in one of those words.