I rushed out of the mansion to the gate and picked her up when I heard the report that Lisia had arrived.

There was a blonde girl in front of the gate, with a few butlers and maids.

The girl rushed over to see me, smiled,

"Nice to meet you. My name is Lisia Plaid."

and I have bowed my head beautifully to say hello.

From graceful tricks, it makes you feel good about growing up.

I also returned my greetings while introducing myself.

See Lisia again.

Low height.

At about ten years old, I have the image that women and boys will not grow the same or that women will grow faster, but they are as short as I am a year younger. I'm never the taller one either.

Her face is a beautiful girl with the impression of being alone.

My eyes feel droopy. Skin is white. The body shape is naturally underdeveloped because it is a child.

From the previous information that I liked flowers, I imagined a child who seemed kind to me. At least the appearance is as imagined.

I decided to take an appraisal of her as well. Lisia is a pardon and not a minister, so she doesn't have to be that good, but she's good, but she's never been over it.

Licia Plaid, 10 years old •

-State

Control rate 5/10

Wuyong 5/10

Knowledge 45/73

Politics 77/100

Ambition 80

Suitability

Infantry D

Cavalry D

Archer D

Magic Soldier D

Tsukishi D

Weapon D

Navy D

Air Force D

Strategy B

Hey, what's this status...?

The height of politics stands out. It's more intelligent, but more than tall in politics.

100... and there are 77 at the moment.

It's hard to tell what happens when politics is high.

I think it would be higher if we had higher communication skills, higher negotiating skills, higher coordination skills, and greater creativity to come up with good policies.

That and the height of ambition is strange.

80 is...... why so expensive.

Do you even want to be the daughter-in-law of a great lord? This child.

Somehow the quiet and gentle appearance of the first impression changed a hundred and eighty degrees just by doing an appraisal and looking at the status.

I'm still smiling with Nico, but it's possible I'm doing it in calculations to make a good impression on them instead of being natural and grinning. There's no doubt that you're a good person, but by the way, I don't know if this is going to be an auspicious or a culprit for the Rovents.

Well, is it possible that you are more politically powerful because you can do it naturally, not by calculation? Not really, it might not be a good idea to overthink it.

"Um... is there something on my face?

I was surprised by the appraisal results, and I thought I was staring at Lisia's face.

Thinking about how to deceive me,

"I'm sure Master Lisia's face was beautiful and she was in love!

And that's what the maid behind said.

If the occasion is an occasion, an insensitive statement and a statement that may be taken, but this occasion was helpful.

"Oh, yeah. I thought he had a nice smile on his face and I watched him."

and caught on to the maid's remarks and praised Lisia.

It's a shitty statement that doesn't suit you, but maybe no woman feels praised and bad.

"Well, I can light it up..."

Lisia dyed her cheeks a little red, and they were lit.

It's a very natural reaction and I don't think it's an act.

"I will now show you to the Mansion"

"Yes, thank you"

I walk out towards the mansion and Lisia walks beside it. The maids and deacons walk about five steps back from us.

"Lamberg is a wonderful place."

That's how Lisia has cut it out.

I don't know if it's flattering or serious.

"Really?

"Yeah, it's rich in nature and lively in the village. My hometown of Torbekista is a good place, but it's even better than that."

You don't look like you're lying.

It's a land of nothing in the countryside, so I thought you'd be disillusioned, but were you worried too much?

"What is Trubequista like?

"It's as rich in nature as it is here. The inhabitants are sweet. But I'm lacking in bravery, so I haven't been able to be very active in battle. I hear that Raven's soldiers are very brave and active on the battlefield, so I envy that."

Like this, I walked in conversation.

From the gate to the mansion, it would normally take less than a minute to walk, but it took quite a while because the story was bouncing and stopping along the way.

She has a very good conversation.

I'm not that communicative type, so I guess it's because of her that the story is playing.

Something that seems somewhat nervous about seeing your pardon wife for the first time, but I can't see that at all.

If you're also good at drawing out and listening to my stories, you're also good at telling your own stories that have a carry-over.

Neither does the reaction feel as though it's a lie, and you honestly look surprised or laughing.

I can often praise them and make them feel better.

We met for about five minutes, but we totally cracked it down.

If I had been just a kid with no previous life knowledge and no further appraisal skills, I might have been caged lightly in the last five minutes.

If you are doing all of this in calculations, Lisia, it is a horrible child...

Neither is politically high Leeds so good at conversation.

I don't think I'm a bad person, but I never thought I'd be good at jumping through.

Either the out-of-court power has nothing to do with politics, or it compensates with other abilities.

I was walking slowly, but I arrived at the mansion.

Miramisu flowers bloom all around.

"Oh, it's full of beautiful Miramisu. Could it be for me?

"Yeah, because the letter said I liked it. Did you like it?

Licia looked at Miramisu blooming in the garden and murmured, "It's beautiful..."

"For me... it would have been hard. Thank you. I am thrilled."

and dyed her cheeks red, grinning uncontrollably, Licia said so.

When I saw that smile, I remembered that I wanted a daughter like this in my previous life.

No, it wouldn't be good to have such a patriarchal sentiment for a pardon.

Getting married in the future means we need to have an altercation between men and women.

When that happens, I feel so guilty. Well, then, she's growing up, too, so maybe she'll be okay.

"What's wrong?

Now she seemed to fall in love with Lisia's smile and stared at her unexpectedly.

I usually say it's nothing, I almost shake my head, but thanks to an earlier maid I was growing.

"Lady Lisia's smile was beautiful and lovely."

"Well... Master Ars is really good"

and Lisia was dyeing her face red again in the light.

If you're a really shiny man, you might say something like, prettier than a Miramisu flower, but you couldn't because you'd be embarrassed to say that to a boulder and you'd be dying.

And I walked into the mansion with Lisia.