Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"That's it for today, shall we finish?"

The moment Natalia spoke, Bianca exhaled so loudly that she fell over the textbook she had spread to her desk.

"Well, Master Bianca. Ladies shouldn't imitate that."

"... don't miss it, Sister Natalia. I'm not a lady now. It's packed with ancient Erlandic, just a two-legged walk away."

My voice is sluggish.

From the blurry side, "Oh, no, if we chat or something, the word I stuffed leaks because of it..." Bianca pressed her mouth for some reason.

Natalia unwittingly laughs at that figure, which is soothing.

"Encouraging language is a special concern so you can have a conversation with the Lady of the Lake, but it's not too much of an imposition."

That's how he closed the textbook instead of his cousin and started putting the simple desk back in place.

On its cheeks, the sunset over the stained glass plugs in.

They were caged in the diocese to carry out their ancient Erlandic voluntary assignments.

It's usually something that gathers in one dorm room or another, but Bianca's room has a lot of temptation and she can't get herself in, and Natalia's room has too many books and a sense of blockage.

Natalia called for self-study in the diocese when Bianca, who was not good at language, moaned that words could not be stained in her body.

When I get stuck, it shows me spiritual paintings and statues and tells me the sacraments associated with them.

Thanks to this, Bianca was also somewhat easy to do and was able to learn Erlandic.

"It's been three hours. I may have strained a little too much. Are you all right, sir?

"I'm fine! I'd like to have a proper conversation with him a little faster."

What Bianca calls "that one" is the supreme spirit and carnellient of water called the Lady of the Lake.

Bianca doesn't know her real image, so she believes she is only a noble being and calls it that with respect in your name's place. I don't know, but flowers were about this.

"Well. Do lake ladies manifest themselves that often?

Natalia asks because Carnellient has a reputation for being a difficult spirit.

No matter how much my beloved child, the longevity spiritual sensation sometimes says he doesn't show his face on a decades-by-decade basis.

But Bianca nodded, "Yeah," frowning a little confused.

"I talk to you all the time. He seems a lot more casual than I thought.... although sometimes mean"

"Mean, is it?

"Yeah. For example, if I talk like I want to go for Leonora, and it wasn't funny, I'm gonna take Leonora down badly. You know, do it. You know, like," Oh, he's a real pain in the ass, "or" He's the owner of a bunch of nasty sexual roots, "and all that without roots or leaves."

Rather than having no roots or leaves, it is a very fruitful point.

But like Bianca, Natalia, who treated it as an unspoken slander, only spilled a "well" laugh.

"Though you seem to have a pretty cute personality... I'm sure you're unfamiliar with disparaging people. I can't believe you describe it like that."

"Right? Spirits hate lies, so when you have to try to lie to yourself, you're so bad, I'm sure. But I was so overwhelmed that I ignored him."

"Well! Do you have the Lady of the Lake? You do terrible things."

As Natalia opened her eyes, Bianca lifted the edge of her mouth with a huff.

"Because what you need to show of intent, you have to do it right. Well, I was chilling inside, what if I was sneaking around, etc., but when I opened the lid, after you flatly apologized, you politely corrected me," Mr. Leonora is a very abject person, "" he's a beautifully sober heart owner. "

Unconsciously, it was Bianca, who was holding the S and M chi of the carnellient brilliantly.

Seeing her cousin on par with the Supreme Spirit, Natalia narrowed her eyes softly.

"... really, Master Bianca is a beloved son of the Spirit"

"Sister Natalia?

Bianca frowns in a smudged tone.

Tilting her neck and listening back, she smiled, "Master Bianca is so blind".

"... I haven't done that yet. Natalia, compared to your sister."

That child, by that I mean her younger friend, Leonora von Harkenberg.

Bianca looked down at the octopus hand with the pen overheld and shook her head as she admired it.

"Listen to me. She said she's been preparing herself for the past week to serve as a suicidal witch without much sleep? Is that a much higher level of drilling than the royal side assumed?"

"Yeah. I ended up in the first two days, such as the takeover I saw as a week, and now I'm just begging instructors in each field to teach. Thanks to you, I was able to help you early."

So I had time to teach Master Bianca, but Natalia shrugged her shoulder, so Bianca asked.

"Natalia, are you glad your sister took over? You've always been prepared to serve as a witch, haven't you?

"Of course that is. It's only natural to give it to anyone who deserves it more than I do."

Gentle tone.

But it also sounded too calm (...) and Bianca tilted her neck a little.

Natalia then looked up at the stained glass causing the sunset to plug in, trying to avoid that gaze.

"Really, no woman deserves more than that girl. She's a miracle girl. He said he grew up in Lower Town, but there was no rubbing at all, and he hissed. If you get stuffed with all that amount of knowledge and skill, everyone will want to escape, because you always bow your head around telling the lecturer," Thank you for teaching me. "

"Well...... It will be difficult to sleep in person."

"Yeah. But he was laughing, 'There's something I want to prioritize over sleep and all that.'"

As for Leo, on his last opportunity before he escaped, he was just thankful that he applied the highest standard of education for free, but he wasn't the two to realize it.

In front of the throbbing greed, the fact that it "packs so much that it won't even sleep" is also only comfortable.

Natalia unconsciously handed on her chest, not hanging anything, and shrugged small.

"... that's all you want to be worthy of, Master Alberto. That kid is always, like, unwavering, hissing. Running for something important..."

"... Sister Natalia?

Once Bianca asked now, Natalia looked up as if she was angry.

Nothing, I laughed, and now it's time to get rid of my study tools.

Bianca stared silently at it, but eventually lifted the edge of her mouth and cut it out.

"Hey, Natalia, sister?

"What is it?

I squeezed my cousin's hands back.

Thus, in a slow tone that the teacher would teach the poorly made students, she told.

"You know, sister. I have two goals that I want to beat, or at least stand in line with. One is Leonora. The other, - Sister Natalia. So I won't forgive you if your sister is nagging."

Continue to say "But" to the person who opened his eyes.

"But I also know that when you get grumbled, you can't get back on your own."

That's how I dropped my ice-blue gaze into my own hands.

About a month ago, the back of my hand, which was sorely damaged in the Corwitz forest, is now completely smooth back.

Bianca smiled, thinking of the girl who once wrapped the torn clothes around me there.

"Although it is ourselves who acknowledge ourselves, in order to do so, we need someone's word. Natalia, that 'who' for your sister could be me, or not. In any case, I believe that your sister will meet someone."

"Dear Bianca -"

In front of the mouth of the person who is about to say something, he puts up his index finger all the time to seal the objection.

Bianca gave her cousin a clean wink, shaking her eyes with a bewildered look.

"How about I ask an experienced mentor to listen to me?

"... what?

Let go of Natalia's frowning hand and flinch her wrinkly.

Picking up the study tools quickly, Bianca said, "Thank you for the class. Good afternoon," he gently knocked through the cathedral door.

Beyond the door that was open - at the end of the hallway, I can still see the Holy Knight walking in his robe wrecked at will today.

"Ooh, it's rare to come to the diocese. As a beloved, is that a prayer for the Spirit?

Bianca smiled with a grin as he spoke that way when he noticed what this one looked like.

"No. Seeking a confession"

"Oh? Oh, my God, that's troubling."

Confession was originally about revealing the inside of the chest to the mentor in order to obtain forgiveness for sin, but among the students it often refers to paedophile counseling and pathway counseling.

Are you kidding me, this princess full of confidence? and Bianca laughs furiously at her suspiciously frowning opponent.

And I answered this in a naughty tone.

"Yeah, I'm not."

The pleasantly narrowed blue eyes had a bright, warm light, like an innocent girl and, at the same time, a sister guiding her sister.

"Dear Bianca..."

Suddenly with an adult look, Natalia shook her head left and right gently watching her leave with a meaningful statement.

This seems to be the opposite of the position.

I always thought I would be the sister who would guide the younger princess.

"Totally, why did you suddenly tell your mentor, etc. -"

To deceive the evil of the one, it was Natalia, who was so alone, but admitted to the person who came in like a replacement with Bianca, he opened his eyes all the way.

"-... whoa. You."

Dressed in a ruffled robe.

Golden brown hair like a lion's tenderness, sharp amber eyes.

The person who stopped his leg, a little surprised, was Gustav Suheiden - because Natalia was the first man to give dragon blood poison.

"... Good day, Master Suheiden"

It was the first time I had seen him since that day.

Natalia lowered her gaze subtly, not knowing how to deal with someone who had exploded her emotions, disputed them and even poisoned her.

I no longer had the awkwardness to face someone who was not a girl in love but who had been seen losing her tranquility.

"... I was teaching Her Royal Highness to study. Now that we're done, please excuse us immediately."

"... Natalia von Klingbail"

"After all, if you learn Erandean, the cathedral is a pleasant place. Should I have told Leonora here, too? Well, it's done."

I don't want to be spoken to by them, keep on peppering and saying things.

Trying to force me to slip through "good day" as it were,

"Wait."

They grabbed my arms.

A faint eyebrow frowns at a man's arm strength, which I guess will be unintentionally powerful.

Apparently, the other person noticed it, "Wow," he muttered small, letting go of his hand all the time.

but it blocks the aisle and won't let Natalia walk away.

He has apologized in a low voice after showing a rare, slightly word-picking sleigh.

"-... during this time, I'm sorry"

"... what?

"I insulted your friend because I was immature. Results...... what. It took your lips away. For the aristocratic woman, the mouthpiece… I hear that the first mouthpiece in particular only interacts with her fiancée. Sorry."

Natalia also opened her eyes wide to this.

I didn't know you were blaming me for being poisoned, but rather for "that" as your own responsibility.

Is this the kind of place that knights do?

"... no. Is that a kiss... No, it's not a kiss."

"... oh?

"I did touch my lips, but it's to poison them. I don't count as a mouthpiece."

"What?

I did it trying to reduce their guilt, but instead Gustav growls grumpy.

After all, as much as I've been reading romance novels, I don't know how to deal with heterosexuals.

Natalia, agonizing and bitterly laughing at her own back again.

"Please, don't worry about it. If that solves your misunderstanding of Leonora, I'm glad."

That's how he tried to slip through the stiffness this time, but was also called "dude" again.

Frowning and gazing, the other person is also frowning as confused.

Gustav had let his gaze wander all over the diocese for a while, but so he remembered an earlier conversation, opening his mouth.

"... what, that.... Were you teaching Elandean? To the Empress, even to Herkenberg. You're pretty good at your language."

"... I taught her not because I'm good at it, but because I'm just a takeover"

Somehow he wanted to deny what the other person had said, and when he returned it, Gustav raised one eyebrow.

"Right. The Suicidal Witch was your role."

Originally.

In that way, I realize that in him, the witch is already Leonora's role.

Since the Holy Knight is one of the few troops allowed to be accompanied even at the Covenant Festival, I guess Gustav will also head to Eland about Leonora.

Now the princess the knight (Gustav) protects is Leonora.

For some reason she had chest pain in it and Natalia grinned.

"... Once you get to the diocese of Le Grand, you'll be accompanied by a lady of piety and reputation, but the problem is you're on the road. It will be meticulous for her, including crossing the border without escorts. In Eland, a covenant festival that hates magic, it doesn't even come true to travel all the way to the cathedral in formation. They're going to take the carriage...... Regards, Leonora"

"Oh. I'm going to hang on this right hand and protect her"

Powerfully undertaken by Gustav.

Well, that's more of a problem because the person at heart doesn't like to take soldiers, but the way he shrugged his shoulders was no longer even adorable, and his previous offensive attitude seemed to be a lie.

It's supposed to be a pleasure, but it's hard to watch for some reason.

Natalia finally tried to walk away, but was also called off, this time taking her arm.

"Hey."

"... what is it"

In protest, I listen back staring at the arms taken.

But the other person hasn't settled in and has stared at this one instead to explore sincerity.

"You,... are you glad you let go of the role of witch?

…………

Natalia's pale eyes opened slightly.