Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

I intended to choose a plate of stew with a lot of meat, but it was a burnt carrot.

When I sprinkled my old man in debt and jumped into the boulder cabin, that was more of a debt taking aside.

Leo had been biting cold sweaty for a while earlier about the inertia of a world where expectations and appeasements turned into despair in an instant.

When I came to the mansion avoiding the prince, there was a prince.

(Damn...! The prince is a monster or a ghost. Why are you always there when you turn around...!

This is actually the first time since the Spirit Festival that we have met with the Prince, thanks to the fact that the couple lured Leo around without being available for three days.

In other words, there is no material to determine how calm the level of intent to kill is now.

Leo grabbed his hands resting on his knees and leaned down, not gazing as closely as possible.

Of course, that, from the side of the eye, only seemed to be the poor girl who was leaning down at first sight with surprise and nervousness that unexpectedly met her beloved prince.

"So - Leonora. I don't know. If only you could, wouldn't you take on a suicidal witch...... Leonora?

"Huh... Huh!? Oh, ha, yes!?

I shrug my shoulders when they call me by name.

Kill him?

No, I'm not, I'll take it. What?

As I hurried back and forth through the context, Emilia, who apparently thought the explanation was inadequate, bought me a follow up and got out.

"I can't help it. It's too important for you. Oh, or maybe you've never even heard of the role of a suicidal witch before. of the aristocracy, because it also involves only a few women"

"Uh... yes..."

Leo nods vaguely.

For Leo, who grew up in Lower Town, contract festivals are about as recognizable as "big events in other countries," like tomato throwing festivals and carnivals.

I would love to go if I had the chance, etc., but I don't know the details.

Though I had heard that the nobles could be gathered from the neighbouring countries, I thought they were also tourist.

"At the Contract Festival, apart from the festivals attended by the general public, there are rituals that are performed exclusively by the archdeacons of Spiritualism - although this is the main focus of the Contract Festival. It is a ritual of prayer and trials to impart blessings from the Spirit of Light. To this, the people of Eland and foreigners can only take part in the pure maiden. And that maiden, whom the country desires to be blessed with, offers on behalf of the country, is the" Witch of Life "."

"The Witch of Life......"

"It is also said that the vessels of the witch will increase and diminish the blessings of the land. That's why every country sends the best maiden in that country."

"Ha."

Leo somehow thought of a schematic like the archdeacon who sprinkles bread written "Blessings" towards the crowd and towards it, an athlete who tries to eat up while pushing representatives of other countries.

Is it like a bread-eating competition with national prestige?

If eating is a mountain-blown treat (Money), I will also consider joining in, but Leo tried to say no in two instant seconds, thinking there was no blessing.

but the prince opens his mouth sooner than that.

"Anyway, I'm going to ask you to be the representative of the state, so I'm going to give you my full support as a royal family. Don't worry at all about the means of getting around to the site, as well as about adjusting meals, places to stay, and the cost of them."

…………

It means you can go to Eland with chin asi makra.

Leo's heart began to twitch early.

"However, as a witch, there are a number of conditions attached to how you spend your time in Eland. That's what they call 'trials'. This is what many warrants say is hard."

"Trial?"

"Oh, it's a test to get to know the land of the Spirit. Speak mainly in the language of the Spirit (Elandean) during your stay, the town walks without animals and eats only those rooted in the land of Elando"

It means you can escape the magic of rumbling seals, and the town can sightsee with your feet, and you can get local food.

Leo's motivation grew ever more.

"Extremely, in terms of protecting the land of the Spirit, in the midst of the Covenant Festival, the proximity of foreigners to the diocese is restricted. I mean... During her three-day stay, the witch has to stay away from escorts and samurai and prepare herself for life. We and the Knights, including Kai, must distance ourselves from you."

"Nah............"

(Nahhhhhhhh!)

Hearing the last thing, Leo accidentally decided to gut pose.

Instead, he shivers his shoulders with sorcery burning his throat.

(What's that? What's that! So you're saying that you can enjoy your stay in Eland at will without the crisis of assassination from the prince or the gruesome surveillance!?

It was just a leo gainful ritual.

It's called Bruno heading to Eland at this time, which I just think the Golden Spirit has already told me, "Come to Eland for free".

For what it's worth with witches, you may not get the time to make money, but no, no, it's enough to go to Eland for free and enjoy Eland gastronomy for free.

Besides, if you walk around the city on your own feet, you might meet the original stones of intercultural business, and more importantly -

(At a time when that surveillance is off, you just have to replace it with Lena!

The greatest attraction was that he could flee the country and return to his body.

If the prince has turned his army after the escape, I still feel more likely to lurk in Eland than in Weitz, where his face is cracked.

Yeah, whatever. With the help of Bruno, maybe the three of us could spend about six months in Elando doing business.

"The last part is probably the most disturbing part for you..."

"I will!

That's why Leo raised his name to the witch inauguration with the momentum to raise his hand.

It was those around them who were astonished by the immediacy.

In particular, the Marquis, who puts the safety of his grandson first, also forgot his earlier thoughts in good shape and stroked his jawbeard in his apprehension.

"Leonora, you can only decide after a few more thoughts. Even after considering if it's safer and more comfortable on its own."

"No, I'll do it"

"But something that should take precedence over your safety, etc."

"Yes."

Leo blocked it off clearly.

"I have something to prioritize over comfort, safety, etc."

The poor voice was now regarded as impatient.

Even the eyes of purple crystals, which are usually unusual, are brilliant with a strong will that makes the beholder stand still.

Its temperamental standing took away the words of objection from its surroundings.

"Is that all you're talking about?"

"Oh, oh... -"

Alberto, the one who brought the story, also opens his eyes a little to the rare attitude of the always modest girl.

"We ask Natalia to teach us how to behave on the day and how to take steps until we leave, in the form of a takeover. It's sudden, but I need you to meet her as soon as possible tomorrow."

"Okay."

When it came to Leo snorting, he was all over himself motivated by this on the occasion of the replacement elimination that sprung up down.

(The Spirit didn't abandon me! Ha ha, prince, don't brace the height that I'm not supposed to escape as soon as I give you the chance to escape)

But Leo and I are men.

Take the risk of getting caught again. But I'll try to escape if I get the chance.

(The first thing I said was you)

I feel my mind, which had been publicly executed and greatly dis ­ stituted and constricted by Lena, coming here and bouncing with a groan.

I managed to indulge in a stirring laugh.

"- I brought this story to you, Prince, right?

"Huh?"

I wish I could, Leo threw up a throw-up dialogue at the prince.

"I'm going to Eland because the prince said so, right?

Za 'a!

Drunken by the sense of emancipation like after deciding to escape early, Leo said, "Quickly, because I want to prepare. Excuse me, I will," he said, driving away refreshingly through the reception.

Immediately afterwards he dropped off the prince who had left the mansion and sighed, as he asked the butler to brew him a new cup of tea.

"Oh...... I thought with Leonora today, even at the bottom of Adeira's theater, my plans were completely insane."

"Oh. But if you finish a witch, you can suspend her for a grand month. Instead, can we think of more time we can spend together"

Klaus also answers that, rubbing the tea loosely.

But that expression staring at the liquid surface was somewhat thoughtful. When the lady noticed it, she wondered, "You? call."

"What's wrong?

"No... I'm really glad I tolerated that girl's witchcraft."

Emilia raised one eyebrow, well, to what she hesitated to return.

"Isn't that what that kid said he wanted to do? Where is the reason to stop my grandson from pursuing the highest honors?

"The highest honor. Women like those things. The way you kick down to someone you don't need to kick, and aim for the best, come on, I doubt it."

Klaus smashes his opponent with all his might if he is made false, but he has not been so belligerent as to go for a win, even though he has not been particularly disparaged.

Growling bewildered, Emilia said to forgive.

"Well, that kid won't have anything to do with that kind of honor greed either. Anyway, I'm sure you want to be recognized by Your Highness."

In fact, my granddaughter had earlier said, "I am going for the prince".

I guess it's a priority for her to respond to the prince's request, rather than to safety than comfort.

"I wonder if you love Your Highness that much, and at the same time you smile, you learn to be a little jealous"

"- Wouldn't you?"

As Emilia was pointing her lips, her husband mumbled.

Purple eyes of reputation narrow slightly toward the void when one sees the truth.

"Hi, didn't you think that kid was slightly nervous when he said he was in front of his beloved fiancée? Even when I said I wanted to be a witch, I thought I had more pressing feelings than I wanted to respond to requests..."

"Urgent, is it?

Unexpectedly, Emilia frowns.

and at that time,

"Excuse me, sir."

Knock sounded, and the girl's squire - Kai - came into the room again.

Its almond-shaped eyes have a color that has been strained at all times.

Concerned that he had spoken without the permission of his father, the deacon, or had a rarer and stronger look than that, Emilia tilted her neck.

"What's wrong, Ky? It's rare that you leave Leonora."

Encouraging the conversation, Kai once looked at his father and agreed that he could "play freely" with his eyes open.

And I offered him something he was holding in his hand, in front of the couple.

"Forgive my disrespect. I thought you should put this in the eyes of your Excellency and wife..."

"What's this?

I can't help but notice that Emilia and the others frowned.

It was in the hands raised because it burned some piece of paper.

Still burn, stare carefully at the areas that are all over the coal, and peel.

There, the letter "inferior shiki" could be read in an odd handwriting.

Kai, once licking his lips, cut it out like he couldn't tell.

"I heard from someone I know who lives in town, checked the facts, and then thought I'd report you - the other day, a newspaper that would be handed out in some districts had a paper folded in that said, 'No need for a princess or something like that'. It's just an article about the beauty of Leonora at the Spirit Festival."

"What the...!?

The couple blues. It was called timing and good content, which must have been a slanderous phrase for my granddaughter.

"From what I've heard, Mr. Leo - there's a boy in an orphanage in that district doing newspaper deliveries, but he ran around with other friends and collected a lot of slandered paper. But still, it has reached some subscribers…"

It is the upper citizens who read the newspapers, some of them strange aristocracy that is unique to the elite and people caught in pedigree.

The aristocrats rather admitted Leonora, but said that such figures were noisy, brilliantly incited by slanderous texts, such as "How about the daughter of the night thief be the queen".

"It's a very small part of the story, and I'm talking about a hierarchy that has no contact with Master Leonora. I didn't even think I needed to put it in your ear, but apparently there was an undelivered person who sent me a slanderous sentence, dispersed in a letter from an orphanage without censorship"

Kai frowned softly, "I'm sorry," he lowered his head deeply.

"When I visited the room earlier, Lady Leonora rushed to throw this slanderous sentence into the fireplace to come"

"So she's read it."

"Yes. On the contrary, until you try to burn me not to be distracted......! Thanks for asking me to leave the room so I checked the room earlier wondering, and found the rest of this burn."

I feel harsh guilt on my leaning face.

Kai put his hand on his chest as he knelt and thought of the depth of his husband's wound.

"Master Leonora said that the nostalgia... makes my heart cold. If I wasn't mistaken in hearing it, I also think that right before I entered the room, I was leaked whining like, 'Was I wrong?' Perhaps because of the slurs, they questioned my qualities as a fiancée candidate......"

"Oh my god......!

Emilia put her anger and mourning in those young grassy eyes.

My granddaughter grew up chained to a despicable student and planted self-denial.

I had no idea that she would receive such love from her family, and from the opposite sex, that she was finally trying to heal the wound, but would come over with a slander that would break it from the ground up.

"By virtue of this, I do not want to disparage Leonora, most unrelated to inferiority, in such terms......!

"Volker. Send out a circular to the Purple Dragon Knights. I don't mind using the whole squad. We must find the killer and skin him."

Nor is the proud Marquis silent.

He only fought unnecessary battles, but he came with excessive force to fight the battles he needed.

where I tried to raise one hand to fly directives to the Deacon,

"Please Wait"

But Kai stopped it.

"I don't think Leonora's feelings are there"

"What?

Klaus' rugged gaze shot through Kai, but the young squire was not frightened.

"Master Leonora is a tall man with a strong core of fruit. It would be unintentional for you to get rid of every trouble you have caused yourself at the hands of others. The other day, for example, when I was worried about Leonora and I was forced to take her back from the orphanage, I couldn't get her to talk for three days."

"No..."

"Well......"

Fear of the invincible Marquises.

That is rejection from my grandson.

The couple shut up as if they had been poked in the void.

"Besides, so far, Master Leonora has always admonished you not by avenging someone who has discredited you, but by showing and paying back your own integrity. Perhaps this time, that's what Leonora wants."

Behind Klaus' brain, the chisel and the information connect.

"I see...... This witch inauguration was not only a decision to meet His Highness's expectations, but also to gain the status he deserved. I need to act as a suicidal witch and let no one say I'm humble..."

"Then you can snort the look that came to mind."

I can't snort at all.

However, the couple did not even suspect the pieces that the facts that fit perfectly were true.

And Kai, too, hammered, "Thank you very much," with a strange face.

The Marquis softly narrowed his purple eyes, "... aye, okay," he muttered low.

"I was wrong to think that my safety was, or that I didn't have to ask for honor or anything. This is Leonora's fight to kick the foolish thought-stained enemy."

"... you?

Unexpectedly, Emilia frowned at her husband, who sometime put together a swordswallowing atmosphere.

A fighting spirit in which frizz and whole body hair are turned upside down. A man called Shura on the battlefield was there.

"I don't care how much you spend. Use all the gold veins, connections you can have and educate Leonora about witches......!

"You..."

"We fully back up Leonora's healthy resolve. Let Leonora grab the best of the best. Twenty-four hours to the contract festival, pack Leonora with socialism in her knowledge and manipulation mindset -!"

"Oh, you...... huh?

It was a moment when the slanderous sentences all over Emmy Rio clouded Herkenberg's purple eyes and, at the same time, determined Leo's life under house arrest.