Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

Even though they told me to take a break, there was just a dinner party that night, and then it became a party. I guess that means we can't let the faces of all those assembled aristocrats go home without letting them meet the Four Horses.

Neither Gil nor I were in a social year yet, so it wasn't much trouble getting into a dance or anything, but having a drink with one hand and a leading Wester opponent coming from next. Uncle Tucker has judged me for troublesome things about my neighborhood, but even though I don't want to be a father, I'm not interested in being asked if I want my daughter, and I'm just in trouble.

Gil was older than me, so I could see that he was sick and tired of many more of those stories.

There was another surprise at that dinner party. That's what the Easter royalty was coming for.

Neither I nor Gil have ever even looked so closely at each other with the royalty of their country. This is my first time face-to-face with Wester's royalty, not to mention with Farland and Easter's royalty.

"Lord Gilbert, Lord Luke, this is Lord Cyrus, the third prince of Easter."

That's what I was introduced to. I took a breath lightly. Though I was listening, because those blondes and yellow eyes were close colors to the royalty of our country.

If you look closely, although its shades are rare, the color of the hair is rather a dark color close to Wester's royalty, and the color of the eyes is more of a pancake-like shade than gold, the difference is clear. That's as different as Allvance and Wester, and it probably means that the royal family of Kingdoms and the royal family of Easter are the same if they follow the original.

Except for the characteristics of its colour, it was a young man with a samurai vibe, as tough as a man would have liked to grow up like this. I'm not much of a Kingdom nobleman type.

"He's a reliable young man, like my brother, who's been an adult for about two years. He was visiting Carey on a commercial basis, but he also happened to stop by Siebel on a sightseeing trip and said he heard rumors of a visit by the Four Horses. It's a rare opportunity, and I'm staying here to identify myself."

The first prince of Wester, who introduced him so, said he was 25 years old himself. Of course I'm married, and I have two children. I know Prince Cyrus well because he's the same age as his own brother.

I glanced at Gil for a moment.

It's an unscheduled matter.

And it was something I had felt thin since yesterday, but isn't Wester's royalty a little, no, pretty, simple? All of a sudden I feel like I trust the prince of another country I've visited too much. Be patient, and say it's commercial. The point is that he went into Wester on his own to do business.

There is currently no inter-state mess. Nevertheless, is it not too much?

It conveys that Gil thinks the same way, but we shouldn't let things get rough here. Still, from earlier on, I feel like you're looking at me, not Gil, but why?

I looked at each other. Slightly suspended eyes of the slit length were only slightly opened as I found anything interesting, and at the same time the edges of the thin lips rose slightly. Let's be honest. Disgusting. It's worse than harsh. That's the impression.

"This is the first time I've seen you. How lucky I am to be surrounded by the Four Horses in the land of Wester, where I happened to be."

Gill stepped forward to block that Prince Cyrus' gaze.

"I'm Gilbert Lisburn. I never thought you'd see the Easter royalty in Wester. Young man, thank you."

"I'm Luke Albans."

Gill is followed by an understated greeting, too. I lowered my head gently and raised the gaze I was dropping, a big hand was stretched out in front of me. The moment it tried to touch my cheek, I took a step back inconspicuously.

Prince Cyrus looked at his own strange face as he was stretching out his hand,

"I felt like something I let go of once"

And snapped. disgusting. Gil softly covered me in the back,

"You're thirsty. Shall we have a drink? Then in this."

And he left the scene in a hurry to the point where he wouldn't be rude. I get a drink and pull it into the wall often.

"What the hell is that! Prince of Easter or something, a little too unexpected!

"Did you come to know Wester's request about the junction box?"

"We should keep it a secret from the people until we succeed once. We're supposed to pick up our family this time. The royalty of another country should not know, but in this loose state of Wester's royalty..."

"No wonder. Even if Prince Cyrus just came uninterested, he could have given himself information, 'You're here because you're here,' etc. Just because you're royal, that lack of vigilance is unlikely."

"I don't care how you look at it, you're the one who won't be alarmed."

Why does Wester's royal family not know the dangers that even our children can understand? On a glance, the fat deputy prime minister was smiling.

'Cause you're the kind of royal family that trusts me to pick you up.'

"Indeed."

I guess I couldn't help but laugh at you accidentally.

The dinner party ended that night with nothing in particular.

Before leaving as a messenger, your father told me,

"Come with Gatsun"

I said. Me and Gil were taken to a room in the mansion by your father. Of course, Gil's father is with him.

"This is the first room I've ever seen."

"Well, it's like showing it on purpose."

That was a room with all sorts of magic props. This is my first room to visit, too. Some new ones are currently handled at the Chamber of Commerce in Albans, while others have decaying demonic props that you don't even know when they belong. I wanted to take a slow look around if I had time, but I can still do that later.

"Father?

"Um, around here"

What your father brought down from the shelf was a large box with as much as a hug. Though the more adults I had, the more I could hold. When I put it on the table, I made a sound and opened the lid.

"Oh, this again"

Gil's father's voice sounds. It was a demonic prop arranged to have three large demonic stones, a clean triangle.

"This is probably the same junction box that Wester is trying to activate"

Me and Gil accidentally swallowed up the sauce. Next to it Gil's father shrugs his shoulders and laughs bitterly.

"You own it personally, that's what you call an all-vance."

Your father glanced up at the shelf.

"No way, there's more."

to Gil's father's words. Now your father shrugged his shoulder. When I couldn't help but say something, I felt like your father had spoken.

"What do you say, you've never seen a stone this big before"

"" Yes ""

Me and Gil aligned their voices. The training of demon stones has also progressed a lot, and if it was about the demon stone of a personal junction box, I would have been able to put in a light magic stone, but I have never seen a demon stone this big.

"Now pour your magic into this demonic stone in the sky, each one of you."

Suddenly the challenge came. Sounds like your father.