Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Although smiling at 10,000 people, Prince Alberto's visit to Leonora von Harkenberg's room early in school, known for not moving his mind against only one person, instantly became a rumor within the College and called for various speculations.

Even if we know it's to apologize about my sister who acted radically.

It was also the cause of the increase in the number of times the girl turned her untold gaze on the prince at the border that day.

It's just that the girl is so boring in the back with its beauty that she doesn't try to capture the crown's gaze directly, but just sneaks a sneak peek around his chest. Because of that bullying, my surroundings watched the two of them with a smile rather than a bluff.

On the other hand, there were some who turned a less serene gaze on those two.

One was a party of Oscar Bernstein, who was trying to get a common marquis. This one was trying to take advantage of the conflict between Bianca and the girl, which was frustrated by the Crown Prince's apology and reconciliation, lurking in such a way as to sweep down the fist he shook up.

And the other,

"You have trouble with a fever called love..."

In her own room, the Duke's Lady whines softly as she is surrounded by tons of books - it is Natalia von Klingbail.

She sipped a sip of the tea, which was slowly cooling, and sighed quietly.

Because both the squire and the samurai have lowered, by her side, there are only mountains and loaded books and huge bookshelves. Rather than an elderly woman, Natalia stared into a void in her ideological mind with a harsh look like a scholar or politician.

"Leonora von Harkenberg. She is, for the prince - no, for the Weitz Empire, either a profiteer or an avenger"

All she thinks about is Alberto, her dear cousin, of course, and the girl he seems to care about these days.

Alberto visited the girl's room two days ago to apologize for what her sister Bianca did. On that day, when he met at the student council's work, he made Natalia tell him about the girl with an unprecedented bright face.

(It's been a long time since he talks so much about other people)

Natalia thought.

Her cousin, by virtue of his superior appearance and unscrupulous appearance, and the blessings of gold coins, never ceases to pass. However, having always received excessive attention and glances, he had recently stopped showing vegan emotions.

Those who love more and love less can find less value in the favors directed at them by others, and gradually become less interested in people. Natalia felt that Alberto was typical of it and that beneath her gentle smile, she was always calm and indifferent.

I wonder about that.

After visiting the girl's room, he is like a boy who has just remembered his first love, letting his eyes shine and talking about her becoming a person, and then he is also paying attention to her without any help.

Of course, so far few people have noticed his change, just Alberto, who by the political time equals 10,000 people. But Natalia was beginning to feel a pale feeling of love beginning to bode down to him.

(I don't have a problem with my identity. Make it Weitz's sword. Shield, Harkenberg Marquis' house warrant. Beauty goes without saying, and manners are worn incredibly well that I grew up in Lower Town. If you believe the prince's words, your heart would be wonderful too)

But Natalia frowned.

(A female student of common folk gets in love with the First Prince? It's like Flora's disaster is coming back.)

If you look at one side, it will be.

In that case, I also thought it would be me playing the role of Claudia once.

But unlike Claudia, Natalia is not in love with Alberto apart. She was rather even hoping that her cousin, who unexpectedly was not blessed with the people around her, would someday find someone she truly trusted.

Nevertheless, no, that is why I have no choice but to turn my eyes to the women who approach him for rigorous scrutiny.

(Leonora von Harkenberg......)

Natalia narrowed her intelligent colored eyes.

"I'll let you know."

Bianca took a big, deep breath, acknowledging the appearance of a beautiful girl coming from across the corridor in her graceful footsteps.

"Sorry about this before, sorry about this before... it's okay, I can tell you"

My eyes, which usually have a cheerful look on them, are also down my ass just today for nervousness.

She was about to summon and apologize to the corridor for the girl she had cornered the other day - Leonora von Harkenberg.

To be honest, so far Bianca has never spoken a word of apology to someone younger, who is also less than herself. Because we didn't even have to make up.

But Bianca had even bitten bitter regrets about the seriousness of what she had served that day since the girl's squire poked her at her. There is just a little bit of selfishness, and she is originally the owner of a noble, upright heart, worthy of her age and identity.

"Dear Bianca,"

When the girl visited the corridor, where Bianca had designated it, Bianca was stiffened by her impudence.

"Thank you!

It was because a girl dressed in a thin ink dress today had somehow smiled all over her face and thanked her.

"Thanks......?

"Its Sachet. Have it, please."

"Huh? Yeah."

Seeing as the white fingertip points at you, it makes me feel annoyed. Bianca was unconsciously squeezing Sachet, given to her by her brother, the prince. Even when it comes to Sachet, it's small and the embroidery is beautiful, so these days I carry it around like a amulet to go anywhere, not just in my bedroom. From the bag, it smelled sweet and soft, as if it were a girl's brewing atmosphere.

"This... my brother gave it to me. Thank you very much."

"No. Master Bianca, I'll have it. I'm very happy."

Leo smiled as he thought of the economic effects it would have.

Yes, as I read when I handed it to Prince Alberto, the brand effect of the royal family carrying Sachet is immense, thanks to which all Leo's hand-held inventory is sold out, making him more profitable than he could have imagined. Besides, the value is caught with even more premier effects thanks to the sold out, so if you increase production while watching how it goes, you'll still make money. I didn't know I couldn't stop laughing.

"A child named you..."

Bianca, unimaginable such as Leo's guessy thoughts, was deeply struck by the appearance of a girl who would not resent the person who had done the bullying thing, but would be happy to receive a handmade sachet. The more I noticed, the more I was squeezing both hands of the girl.

And

"I'm sorry. I did something really bad the other day. Please, forgive me."

The words of apology have spoken so well.

"Forgive...? Dear Bianca, I didn't do anything. On the contrary, I, I just got it."

"Say what! Oh... but fine, your brother told me what you think, and I want you to admit that I was bad, but I didn't call you for it. That's how I summoned you, Leonora. If you don't like things like factions, then..."

After telling him quickly, Bianca pulled her lips together. I don't know about this hand on my own, and I'm terribly embarrassed.

Bianca told him to scream as he strayed away his tense face.

"Me and you, be friends... you can give it to me!

To the sight as if it were a page of youth, the students whose streets took a hard spit.

- Dear Bianca, there's a subtle rhetoric...!

- Master Leonora, please guess what!

The crown princess takes the anomaly of asking the younger Marquis for friendship, but the surroundings naturally take it. On the contrary, it seemed like a whimper to watch if the girl would not turn it down.

"Ha..."

Leo blinks his pussy and eyes.

For Leo, who grew up in Lower Town, friendship was not purposefully proclaimed and nurtured, but he doesn't lose money where he became friends with Bianca apart.

After all, Bianca and I lived in a world that was too different for us, and we didn't even want to interact, so we handled the offer of "I want to be friends" perfectly, whether it was a joke or a dodgy one, too.

"Ha...... So, uh, nice to meet you."

Please, I tried to go on with Leo's words, but

"Leonora!"

Clear voices blocked.

Today the blonde is dazzled by the sun, Prince Alberto.

"Brother......"

"Prince Alberto..."

Leo, looking back, had a complex look on his face. For Leo, Alberto is a thankful benefactor who promotes Sachet and a future duck with the gold coin he is after, while at the same time being a dangerous figure who may end Leo's social life.

Whenever Leo sees him, he doesn't know if he should just hang on and rub him, if he should come in close, or if he should run away frightened again.

After all, even today, he could only do it by staring at the gold coin hung on his chest with a gaze that included a patrol.

I want to take the gold and then leave the college. But it's a waste of my life. It is a difficult issue.

It was no longer Leo, who had replaced the spirit of college life with something completely unhealthy.

and that's when someone walked all the way out of the shadow of Alberto.

"Good day, Master Bianca. And - Leonora von Harkenberg."

Alberto's cousin, characterised by flax hair bound together with intelligent pigmented eyes.

It is Natalia von Klingbail.

"Good day, Sister Natalia. Why did your brother come here, too?

"Even if I really do this. When you summoned Leonora, a bright blue squire hung up on me, so I thought you were worried."

"Well! Why does a squire need to hang in to your brother?

Natalia shouted in indignation at Bianca.

"Don't you see, Master Bianca? In the past few days, Bianca has softened up. Didn't she say that she was too distracted by samurai and friends? If you call Leonora again, who doesn't even go to the end of the year..."

Bianca jammed the words for a long time.

"Oh, that's... But I was just trying to apologize to this girl. Besides, there's no such thing as a mess!

"Aren't you even aware"

Natalia sighed and turned to the girl, who was completely left behind in the royal conversation.

"You're late for your application. I am Natalia, daughter of the Duke of Clingbail family. Together with Master Alberto, he is the student council of this college. Bianca is a junior, but if you ever have trouble talking to her, please talk to us directly."

"Sister Natalia!

Bianca shouted at what was told pale.

Although Alberto forgives his angry sister, he does not try to stick with her. Seeing the appearance, Leo quickly perceived the relationship.

Alberto and Bianca are above Natalia in their capacity. However, Alberto has a glance at Natalia - and someone told me that the two are cousins when it comes to it - and Bianca can't seem to defy the older Natalia either.

Quickly hitting on who to sell your flair to is the secret to surviving downtown.

Leo grinned,

"Thank you, Master Natalia. I'm the one who said I was late. My name is Leonora. And here, it's a handmade sachet. I'm so glad you used it for Natalia."

I saluted him most and snuck right over to Natalia. Then I push Sachet too.

"Well, you can say a proper greeting, Leonora. Besides, this Sachet smells very good too. Same as Alberto, right? I wanted it, too."

Dusty and grinning Natalia was just the blood of Alberto and the others, with a neat face. Leo is finally in a good mood for a hunch that there are going to be more beautiful women in the promotional role.

It was Leo, who had begun to be a pioneer about the additional production of Sachet in his brain, but Natalia put her hands together, as she fumbled "I just figured it out".

"Hey, Leonora. Do you still have time? Behind this corridor, this aisle is a little gallery."

"Gallery?"

"Yes, they also exhibit a variety of paintings and jewellery that are deeply connected to the royal family. It's a little hard to get in because of the door, but students are free to see it."

What she pointed out was an iron door secluded behind the corridor. It also appears to be denying people entry or exit because of its gorgeous decoration throughout but is perfectly closed. Leo, who had removed the area from the exploration because of it, worked the money-keeper sensor all the time when he heard of the "jewelry".

I may not be rolling what I can get, but I love anything that says "treasure". It is also very preferable to be able to view and defeat valuables for free.

"I'm going!

It was Leo who answered instantly, but it was the Weitzzecker brothers and sisters who showed the difficulty.

"Natalia......?

"Sister Natalia, what are you going to do? If I can guide you to the equipment, I will be the junior senior."

My brother Prince can't read Natalia's intentions and seems surprised. My sister spoke more clearly of rejection, but Natalia did not give in with a smile.

"Then let's come. Dear Alberto and Bianca, if you don't mind joining us."

Show the attitude that it is only you, the proponent, who divides this place, while smoothly taking the girl's hand and heading for the aisle. Both Alberto and Bianca immediately followed suit after seeing each other in the face for a moment.

Beyond the door was, once again, a number of famous paintings.

"Wow...... ……

But Leo, who nearly cheered, ended it on his butt blush.

Because there was no such thing as gold or gold that Leo loved.

"... treasure...?

Natalia smiled and replied to Leo, who shrugged small.

"Hehe, it would be great. This is Gaephardt's latest collection, known as the Portrait's Famous Portrait. - Oh, there's no such thing as a sword or jewel. Probably even lending it to a museum."

Leo drifted away.

I like the sparkly ones they look like gold coins, but the paintings are out of interest. Because Leo doesn't know what it's worth unless he tells me it's a famous painting or even a price tag underneath it.

"Look, take a look. I love my work, especially around here." I advise the Dukes of Clingbail, "" Lady Tomamuler, "and" Dr. Fogler's research. "

Leo glanced at the painting Natalia pointed at with a smile. No matter how beautiful, a painting is a painting. A pig who can't fly is just a pig, and a gold coin in a painting he can't take is just a chunk of yellow-looking paint.

At that time, as soon as he realized Natalia's intentions, Alberto cut them out, frowning.

"Natalia. What are you going to do by showing her a portrait of the unblooded nobles? - Leonora, I'm sorry. This place is always open, so take your time when you feel like it. Nothing today..."

"No, Leonora"

But blocking the prince's words, Natalia told him clearly.

"I want to hear it, Leonora. I wonder which painting would be most preferred in your Herkenberg eyes."

"Preferably...?

"Yeah. As a student of this college owned by the Weitz Empire, as a daughter of nobility, - and as someone with the potential to stand alongside Prince Alberto. I wonder what you would weigh in on."

With those words, Bianca finally understood the thoughts of her cousin.

Natalia is trying to identify this girl. The ultimate in noble upbringing, by making paintings, appreciated.

(Oh no! Leonora grew up in Lower Town before. Regardless of the spiritual paintings you see in the church, you can't possibly know how to evaluate a portrait that you haven't had a chance to see without being a nobleman)

Bianca bites her lips. Once herself, even she had ruled out the women approaching her brother, the prince, but she couldn't bear the way Natalia did, as she was putting quite a shoulder in this out-of-the-body girl.

"Sister Natalia, please wait. Nothing is done that way..."

"That's the way? What does that mean? I'm simply asking Leonora what she thinks of the painting."

Natalia's cleavage eyes shot through Bianca sharply.

"It's an open passage, not a secret room, without touching more people than you need to."

…………

The princess bites her lips at the expression. My brother, the prince, also looked slightly bitter.

The point is that Bianca, who once invited the girl to a chamber called Salon, his own home, and humiliated her in front of a large crowd of surroundings, said not to make an extra mouthful.

But no matter how little popularity, there are some people in and out. In particular, it was obvious that the surroundings were sneaking ears at the exchange of the four, which creates a tremendous atmosphere, and it was visible that if a girl gave an unusual answer in that, she would be the object of ridicule.

"Natalia, come on. Leonora, you have nothing to worry about."

"No. Picture, I'll see"

It was Alberto who tried to intercede on the spot, but the girl turned it down with Rin stretching her spine.

"Natalia's recommendation, is this it?

Leo, apart, understood Natalia's intentions and did not stand challenged. However, because they show me the painting for free - I have no idea what it's worth - I thought I'd just look at it for a second and say what I think. I don't know, I can talk about my thoughts for free.

Natalia also caught the edge of her mouth again when she saw the beautiful girl who had turned her gaze upright.

"Wonderful, Leonora. - Well, these are the three things I like. It was drawn at about the same time and is the same size. If the value of the painting is determined, it depends on the contents of the painting, and so on. Which paintings do you find fascinating?"

"Charming..."

"Yeah, well, I could say on which picture is the most valuable one."

Leo once again took a close look at the three paintings presented with a graceful hand.

The painting, entitled "Advising Dukes and Dukes of Clingbail," depicts a simple dressed aristocratic couple relaxed and generous against the backdrop of a vast floating wheat field and sheepy hills with grass.

From the title, it was probably Natalia's parents or blood ties, two of her similarly intelligent faces. He has a calm autumn sunshine on his cheeks and a somewhat confident look on his face.

"Mrs. Tomamüller" was a painting of a woman with plump limbs, who colored her whole body with cloths and jewels that she could tell were luxurious at a glance.

The table in the background is also decorated with flowers and luxurious candlesticks, which show that women are quite wealthy.

"Dr. Fogler's Study" was a painting of an old man with an uncomfortable look on his face, who had dropped his gaze on a thick book in front of a bookshelf that surprisingly covered the wall.

They are all brilliant brushes, as if they were breathing in person in front of you.

Bianca peered into the three paintings from behind the girl and bit her teeth.

(Hooked...)

I can tell because she's been educated to a high standard as a princess.

Her cousin is about to beat up a girl who must have been a painting upbringing or something by the end of her life.

"On which picture is the most valuable one painted," Natalia asked. I guess that's how the girl is going to figure out what she best appreciates being portrayed.

Off the gaze of his worthy cousin, Bianca stared at the painting again.

Three paintings by a famous contemporary painter, Gaephardt.

At first glance, the "Mrs. Tomamuler" painting, full of colorful cloths and gems, looks the most expensive and fascinating. But the answer was disqualified as a woman with the potential to be Queen of Alberto.

(Gaephardt is an excellent sarcastic, at the same time a famous portrait artist. The sharp observational eye is said to be no better than Chancellor Clingbail's. I mean, this painting isn't just a portrait or anything, it's a tattoo full of metaphors)

Bianca narrowed her eyes toward the "Mrs. Tomamuler" painting.

A glossy cloth that completely covers the silhouette in the seven jewels that colour the busty lady. The gem is the symbol of seven vices that the Spirit supposedly dislikes, and the cloth that hides the lines of truth is an expression of deception.

The flowers placed on the table at the back, if you look closely, are beginning to wither the petals at the tip, and without relying on the candlestick fire, they are still painted to extinguish and shadow the lady lightly.

It would be an implication that a woman full of scattering and vanity would sooner or later lose her beauty and possessions.

Beauty supported by greed. Moreover, it is visible that it decays.

If we are to glorify this as "the most fascinating," then we are doomed as future Empire Queens.

(If so, the rest will be "Mr. and Mrs. Clingbail to advise" or "Dr. Fogler's research" …)

Bianca compared the two paintings and frowned.

The depicted Mr. and Mrs. Clingbail are full of majesty and confidence because of their expressions, but their outfits are qualities themselves. Especially if you are a lady, it is a subtle place to take agility as a priority or not feminine, in a pant style that seems suitable for horseback riding.

If you are the owner of the virtue of "qualitative solidity," you should choose this painting, but in terms of "feminine sophistication," it seemed inappropriate.

Speaking of Dr. Fogler, on the other hand, the outfit is scholarly and simple, but his entangled black cape, if you look closely, contains embroidery specific to the Sabaran region, and most importantly, the large number of books that solidify the back is a symbol of overwhelming knowledge.

In particular, it can be seen that a few books, starting with those in the hands of the Doctor, will be very rare, although the title is written in Ancient Ellandic and the letters are broken and cannot even be read in Bianca.

(Sister Natalia has a strong pride in her upbringing. In that regard, Dr. Fogler must be the one. Leonora, please pick a Dr. Picture!

Bianca prayed to the girl as she unconsciously put her hands together.

Alberto, on the other hand, had also dropped the "Mrs. Tomamüller" painting from her choices first after thinking almost similar to Bianca's.

But a deeper upbringing than my sister tells me that the trap is also subtly scattered among those in "Dr. Fogler's Study".

However, he knew that the content would be less noticeable to women, and that Natalia's intentions were exploring somewhere to keep silent.

Besides, this one since we met, I've always wanted to see what kind of choices the girl makes to herself.

(She might give us an unexpected answer in a way that we can't even think about -)

Next to the prince staring at the girl, Natalia also put her arms around her again and pierced her silence.

Now, with all those three glances all together, Leo blurred.

(Awesome, realistic painting. Wow. Real awesome)

I had only very childish feelings.

For Leo, a painting is a painting. Extraordinarily beautiful, yet stubborn and realistic, people's bellies do not swell just looking at the painting.

But Natalia asked me, "Which is the most valuable one depicted," so I felt I could admire it with some interest if that was the case.

(The point is, which one looks the most expensive in the picture, right?

Hmm, and take a closer look at the painting in Eagle Eye Mode.

I feel like a rich pawn shop owner. He's in a cheap position to buy and beat the product.

First, it was naturally Mrs. Tomamuler who reacted first to Leo's buyer sensors.

Just a big gem, seven. Small pieces of jewellery scattered by the way are also quickly included in the cloth covering the entire body. Assuming that fresh flowers cannot be resold and are processed into embossed flowers, the candlestick will be sent to the Antiques City after only the gems embedded in the pedestal have been trimmed out.

Of course, the table itself is subject to sale. And the wallpaper, the floor material...

(Mm-hmm, this wallpaper is pretty good, huh? But unfortunately, you're a little short on size. Something like wallpaper, if you can't cover all the walls of the family, you can't even price it satisfactorily - yes, ten small copper coins. or something like that, that cunt)

Remembering his past experience, Leo continued his assessment with some slack feeling. All in all, like three silver coins?

The next thing you see is Dr. Fogler's painting. If you sell off the books that are stunningly lined up on the bookshelf, it will be a bit of property.

(Especially that, the tremendous back cover book. It's collapsed, but it sounds like Ellandic. Uh, what does it say? "Mi, ha, ha, …")

Leo looked back at Bubba and Natalia.

I stare at her as she blinks her heart, but all she does is look back at this one strangely. Perhaps she hasn't read to the point of this title.

(No, surprisingly, it's classical for the aristocrats to talk about Eland. Just readable. Correctionist or something. Yu)

Eland is a small kingdom that was destroyed decades ago by the Weitz Empire. Though it was the territory that was small, it was considered the first land of the Spirit. There was a religious statehood, and sophisticated cultures and languages were also the human yearnings of the Empire.

However, for Leo, who has a childhood familiarity with the Ellanders who escaped the scourge of war and were orphaned, the Ellandic language was more a feeling than a classic, a familiar friend's dialect, etc.

Especially to the extent that I can manipulate more fluently than Weitz now that I am cursed because I have studied Ellandic quite seriously at one time, also helping with certain circumstances.

(... er. This hand book is easy to value, but the content is the content,... well, two silver coins plus a few copper coins, something like that)

Leo calmly made his decision.

"Leonora? What?

Natalia calls out to you about Leo, who is suspicious of behavior.

When Leo said no small, he decided to come to an early conclusion.