The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Deanna had asked Mrs. Magnome to secure two royal palace rooms as a dedicated side room break during this "New Year's Eve Club".

The first is The Shelter for Side Rooms Unused to New Year's Eve Clubs, which includes Shayla and her friends. Mainly emerging aristocrats, it also gave a circular to the weak side chamber that "night clubs after New Year's Eve are dangerous for young unmarried ladies, so don't leave the room (...) against (...)". Seriously, it's true.

And the second is -.

"Well, the night is coming, but a lot of you are gathered here, aren't you?

Glowing a dark pink dress, Rouge's grin was vivid, and with 10,000 years of ice soil (tundra) air behind her, Deanna stepped down on the spot.

In the corner of a dark room with little or no light on, the hissing courtiers look back at their ears in an incredible way.

"Oh, to the Marquis de Cocotte, to the Marquis de Merces, to the Marquis de Harlai. Others too...... aren't all the folks at The Butterfly of the Night, whose name was known to the social community. What are you doing in a place like this?

I only keep smiling, step by step, getting close to them. When I stopped my legs at some reduced distance, at the same time the lights lit up all over the room, illuminating the whole room in an instant.

(Oh, I left the royal palace supplies behind... I owe them to you under the name of the rear palace, even though if we suck at it, we'll bounce back on our own treatment)

The room was beautifully furnished by the hands of the royal palace ladies, samurai and squire, even though they were abruptly rented yesterday to make the side rooms cozy. The decorative wagons, with chairs on the table and desks on the sofa in balance and placed in the corners of the room, are lined with alcoholic beverages and tea sets with low alcohol content, as well as sweets.... Although almost all the food systems had been spanked by floors and sofas and turned into miserable looks.

"Didn't your parents tell you to take care of your food? Everything you have now wasted is a crystal of life, the people sweating and working for you. Those who waste the efforts of the people don't deserve to call themselves nobles."

In a way, I stabbed the Krester family in the first place, which I had been told every time since I was a child.

The ladies, who had hardened to surprise - the side chambers of the 'Peony', among them Liliane's limbs and often moved, seem to have finally recognized the events in front of them as reality, moving cursorily.

"Ah... you didn't do anything. I went into this room and this is already happening..."

"We just had a New Year's Eve, and now it's like the real night club, at this hour? Famous for" Butterfly of the Night, "you?

"I don't want you to be the most prestigious!

"Butterfly of the Night", which Deanna has dared to speak of since earlier, is a covert word that indicates a lady fluttering her name at various nightclubs. As butterflies fly around in search of flowers dripping delicious honey, they cross night clubs in search of men. Always a praise for the beautiful and reign of the night club and a little bit of condemnation, lofty word play.

- Deanna herself is a "butterfly," but in her case, a casual assumption around her. By contrast, they are real 'butterflies' that are now solidifying in the corners of the room. It's the result of Edward's investigation, so I'm pretty much sure.

"You can say whatever you want about me. Besides, why don't you answer the question? What are you doing at a time like this when the night club won't even turn on the lights in a place like this?

How many times are you going to make me ask the same question, and if you intimidate them outside, they looked at each other and put a little cunning light on their eyes.

"I heard something."

"... the sound?

"Yep. I looked in the room wondering what it was like, and it was like this."

They must have foolishly scattered the room before you did.

"This is the room that Mrs. Magnome has for you, 'so that those who are tired of the night club can rest,' right? I'm sure it was the fools who scattered it, not unconstrained in their behavior at night clubs. It's good evidence that you can't hide a bitch no matter how you scratch her."

Needless to say, it tries to discredit the lower side chambers belonging to the 'Red Roses' and make the matter the responsibility of the 'Red Roses'. Numbers have the word power, but it's a big deal to be able to talk to Deanna in this state so far. There's no samurai, no women officers, no allies around. Now I can fold...

"The excuse I had prepared, that's it?

If you thought so, that would be a big mistake.

"You guys, do you understand who you're dealing with right now? You're not making such a stupid mistake that the alias for" Princess Ice Flame Rose "is just her name, are you?

At the same time as the words, literally behind Deanna, her anger, cold as ice, burned as fiercely as a flame.

Countess Crester, Deanna - also known as "Princess Rose of Blooming Ice Flames".

Ice, flames, and roses. If you're just looking at it, it's just beautiful.

But its essence leads to ruin what is easy, relentless, and touching.

Time to just be beautiful is over. These guys - on multiple occasions, violated contraindications.

Forgiveness is no longer possible.

I looked directly at Deanna, who laughed spectacularly, and the side chambers shook and backed off where the strength had been until earlier.

"Mrs. Magnum's room so the weary ones can rest at the night club," you said? Exactly. This is the room Mrs. Magnome has secured for those of you who are 'used to night clubs' when you are tired "

"Huh..., huh?

"For those unfamiliar with night clubs, year-round night clubs are too dangerous in the first place. I'm just walking, I could attract perverts. Mrs. Magnome's - and it's my responsibility at last, but to ensure that the unfamiliar side rooms are protected, 'Rest if you're tired' is not a blurry circular."

Turning off her smile, Deanna advanced, with footsteps also high.

"Those of you who are so unfamiliar with what you call 'no restraint in your behavior at night clubs' do not know the existence of this room in the first place. Instructions have been given to another room away from here to gather after the bell to announce New Year's Eve and rest until we can make sure it's safe outside. - So there's no way the tragedy in this room is their fault."

"Ugh... no!

"If you doubt it, check with Mrs. Magnum."

"That can't be right! 'Cause the lady said so! Some side rooms are tough to survive a long night club, and they have a break room for it!

"Oh, me too, yes, I heard that! It won't be necessary for you, such as a place to rest during a night club, but I'll tell you just in case!

"Yes. - May I tell you why you guys bothered and why in the 'unnecessary' place where you were so pushed?

The questioning voice wraps a chilling chill, yet a scorching flame dances in the eyes that mirror the sea.

- There are no samurai, no female officers, no sideroom companions, the situation alone should be isolated and helpless, but Deanna's power dominated the scene much.

The side chambers seem to have forgotten how to speak out of fear. He just hardens, has a paper complexion, and is shivering all the time.

Counting plenty of twenty beats of silence, Deanna slowly, slowly, put a smile on her lips.

"... you can't let a private samurai dive into a lounge for a side room, prepared for the royal palace. We had to use our own hands to harass them."

"!... Chi, chi,"

"Sounds like you've been flashy. Look it up and you'll definitely find alcohol stains from your dresses and shoes"

The sound of breathing jammed down his throat echoed from the mass. Without even coming up with that much, were you going to get away with it?... there's more to it than a shallow thought.

"Though this is all too much today to fully question your 'side chamber ineligibility'.... that's not all your sins, is it?

Bibi, Bibi, and some of them shake their shoulders.

At its center, to Marquis Cocott, Marcia, Deanna fixed her gaze.

"You brought it from the house, a private maid of the Cocott family. There's three of them, right?

"Oh... that's what happened."

"When I was at the venue earlier, I heard from the rear palace that 'the Cocotte maid offered to carry food for the side rooms to the royal palace, so I gave her permission'.... Even though only some samurai and lady officials know that meals are prepared for 'this room' in the rear palace?

With a bad feeling, Marcia's expression tends hard. Chris's voice in 'Work Mode' echoed from across the door, as if he had anticipated it.

"Excuse me. - Is anyone there?

"Captain Gracie? Please, come in."

The door opens, Chris graces, and comes inside.

"Dear Red Rose. Were you here?"

"Were you looking for me?

"No, we've got a case to let you know, so we were going to look for it. - I'm here to talk to Marquis Marcia Cocott."

"To Master Marcia? Please, stay in the back."

Chris, dressed in knightly clothes and with a serious look on his face, looks great with his usual 30% increase. Now that she has erased the friendly grin that usually floats, she will even have a cold impression, depending on who sees it.

In fact, to Deanna, who is in her body, Chris' it was a sign of cold anger that was felt crushed.

"I got a report that you weren't at the venue, and I pushed you this way. Forgive my disrespect. I've got a quick confirmation for you."

"... that's really disrespectful. What can I do for you if you're a woman and you're wielding your sword?

"It was His Majesty who sent us to the rear palace. I take your word for rebellion against Your Majesty?

"Nobody said that! Don't tell me what to do, just check and finish!

If you look below yourself, your attitude will be high as soon as possible. Deanna was admiring Marcia's, perhaps from birth, habits that had stained her.... The courage to speak that way to Chris right now would not be on Deanna, of course, nor Edward.

Chris' eyes narrowed to Marcia's high-pressure posture. The instant cold light in the back is a testament to Chris being so angry. - Deanna's future sister-in-law (ahh) gets sober the more angry she gets and reinforces the signs of a sharp blade.

"Don't hesitate, then. - Dear Marcia, I have captured Emera, the maid you brought from your parents' home, at the hands of the rear palace guard."

"Become...!

"The investigation is already underway, but your involvement was told from Emera's mouth, so it depends on how we came to the confirmation. I'm afraid you can accompany me."

"Don't be ridiculous! Who do you think you are!!

I don't care, but to the nobleman who was about to be taken, he said, "Who do you think I am!" Is it also a decision that must be screamed? This dialogue is pointless because most of the time the side you take is aware of who they are.

- Oh, my God. I was telling you, Marcia's blood-running eyes suddenly turned just towards Deanna.

"Dear Red Rose, I beg your pardon for the rudeness of the Kingsguard! I don't know. This person is trying to protect the side chamber while working the body into the side chamber!

"Oh, yes!

"Red Rose, give the commander an order to leave the room!

Until recently, it is a brilliant palm return that I do not believe was about to lay Deanna with a number of weapons. If it's a trinket so far, it's clear to push through.

Of course, Deanna, who has no shards, such as a brother-in-law, who does what they say, did it with a single, unnerving trick, leaning her neck.

"For your information, what are the charges against Marcia's private maid?

"It's an extremely serious crime that has been planned to harm a large number of your side rooms."

"Then you will also see the application of treason"

"Exactly. so we decided that a thorough investigation was needed."

"Dear Red Rose! Do you believe in the words of someone who is the daughter of a baron, but sits in the rear palace in a glamorous way just because a little sword can be used!

Turn your future sister-in-law into a derogatory word, everywhere, thoroughly.

An outburst of anger earlier than restraint pricked Marcia with an icy eye.

"I wonder if there's a 'learning' letter on your head? Baroness Kristel Gracie was asked by Her Majesty for strength and who was entrusted with the post of Commander of the Knights of Kingsguard, established for the orderly stability of the rear palace. You and your majesty will contribute more to the kingdom than we do in vain. To insult her is the same as to insult Her Majesty, who gave her the post of Commander. - I will tell His Majesty what you are saying, word for word."

"Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that!

"It doesn't matter what you mean. That's what I'm saying."

Marcia's complexion changes from red to blue. Chris took a step forward.

"About me, anyway. Dear Marcia Cocott, there is a suspicion of treason using a private samurai. Please accompany us to the closet of the rear palace guard."

"Oh, I don't know anything about you! Whatever Emera said, it's none of your business. She did it on her own!

"I'll talk to you in the jar."

"Shut up! Shit, do you have proof!? Besides Emera's words, there is solid evidence that Akata was involved!

Just small things, I really don't give up. Even though I didn't realize it was already packed, it was painful to watch it scratch.... I don't even know that the more I scratch my feet, the less escape I'll have.

The rest room is getting thicker with the look of the training ground. After Chris came in, he was protected by a rear palace Kingsguard, and in fact, from a door that wasn't closed, a new character came in to make a gap that became quiet for a moment.

"Excuse me. We're here to deliver your meal."

Caracalla and Kurt pressed into it was a tall, magnificent man dressed in a white cook's costume. He has a body that has been trained enough to tell from the top of his clothes. He has a gentle face, but his expression is sometimes harsh now, or his impression of being Rin is stronger.

in a room where snacks, confectionery, booze or tea are turned upside down and messed up. He looked at the possibility with sad eyes somewhere, but his hands flowed unstoppably, arranging a plate of meals on the table just beside the back - where the side chambers were doughed.

Unknowingly the gaze of the side chambers concentrates on elegant and sophisticated movements, unsuitable for pressing situations. In the quiet room, in perfect time, knowing or not that he was in the spotlight, he took the cover on the plate.

- The, the moment.

"Ki, yaaaa!

"Kid, that's disgusting!

In the room, which was quiet, the side rooms scream. Some have fainted when they have seen properly on the plate, and others have slipped their hips and entered -

Soon Marcia, who was at the head of the group, stared at the man who had carried the meal with an unmistakable look of anger.

"What do you mean, kitchen chief! I can't believe you called this stuff 'cooking'... are you going to retaliate against Ahtakushi!?

- Right here.

"Revenge, what does that mean, Master Marcia?

Katsung, and stepped on the floor.

Deanna stood directly opposite her across the table.

"I didn't know the word 'revenge' would appear immediately after watching 'this'... what do you mean?

Shh, and point to the table with an extracted fan. It's on top of that...

"It would only be harassing to falsely serve these, worm-filled plates, and more importantly, the head of the rear kitchen, as' cooking '!

Something white, about the size of a thumb, oval rounded together. The plates on which it was served with the mountain do also appear to be hibernating with insect larvae clustered together. On the plate next to it, there were three super oversized longworm-like things lined up, like brown, long torso resting loose.

For a biological lady, it would be a highly irritating silo thing. So Deanna's not going to blame them for falling down when she sees them, either.

"Yeah, flattery doesn't make you feel good about being served. So I think I'm right, too, when they say 'harassment'. But you said 'revenge'.... not because you've done the same harassment before?

"Ha, that's all!

"Of course, there are other reasons. - You, how do you know this is the head of the rear kitchen?

Set aside for a beat, Marcia's face is stained with understanding, amazement, and despair.... she realized at this moment that she had invaded a decisive failure that could never be escaped.

"He will never appear before us in the side chamber. Normally, you can't say enough at first sight that you're in charge of the" Back Palace "kitchen. - The backyard is a forbidden garden for men."

"Ah..."

"You know him, that is, because you had the opportunity, in some fold, to learn more about the kitchen in the rear palace. … e.g. reports from private samurai, etc."

The fact that the person entrusted with the kitchen of the rear palace is a man is not information that is taken away and kept secret, but at the same time is not known to 10,000 people. It could be a fact known only to his maidens, samurai, cooks and some women officials who have had the opportunity to deal directly with him. It's been a custom since he started working, and he says he doesn't talk about him unless asked. Because private samurai basically don't stretch their legs to the kitchen (because their main job is to keep them away from the Lord), neither do the side rooms know what's going on in the kitchen.

"I knew him as the kitchen chief, I saw this plate and ran 'revenge' and, most importantly, your private maid was captured... Still claiming irrelevance?

"Wow, it must be a trap, this! Seeing Emera had a bug, such a thin, dirty ruse!

"... really, please don't get stunning and get into it. Who told you that your maid of honor had worms?

Marcia held her mouth down with her hand in an unexpected way... but it's too late.

Deanna urged Chris with her eyes. Nod, Chris advances out.

"- Marquis Marcia Cocott. Please accompany us."

"Ugh... shut up! I can't believe you used such dirty hands! You should have caught this guy putting this stuff out in the side room than you did!

"Well, did he sin anything?

"Nah......! Here, put these, bugs, on a plate."

In front of gaggling and trembling Marcia, Deanna picked one larvae simulation served on a plate and threw it into her mouth when it looked like it.

"- Yeah, sweet and delicious. Looks just right for a tea contract."

"I'm afraid, Red Rose"

"What did you make this dish out of?

"With pie dough and chocolate, we have expressed a dry texture"

"Oh, I see."

This kitchen chief is a superb cook, without a mess. Hmm nodding, Deanna is sure to break the head of the longworm and carry it to her mouth. After a crisp and light toothpick, the sweetness of the chocolate spread in his mouth.

- Marcia, as well as the girls she was watching around, seems incredible the sight in front of her, even comparing Deanna to the plate. To them like that, Deanna turned her pale eyes, including a shudder.

"If you look at it properly, you should know as quickly as this can't be a bug or something. When I saw this plate, I thought it was a" bug, "and I associated it with" vengeance "- the same thing I confessed that I was the one who planted the bug in Master Shayla's dish."

"Oh, it's not you!

"Yeah, the executor must be your samurai, Emera, right? Tonight, when I heard that there was a penetration from the rear palace in this room, I used the same hand without punishment and tried to torment those who thought I didn't care"

"Nah... based on what!

"Emera didn't sneak a lot of worms in her nose that were very similar to the treats on this plate. This pie-like longworm was wrapped in a handkerchief... and then there was the lizard."

Chris folds up on Marcia, a bad forebearer.

"When I removed the cover to move the bug in my nose to the plate, it was already a pile of bugs inside, and I caught it surprisingly slipping out of my hips. With all that decisive crime scene held up, do we need more grounds now?

"That's what Emera did on her own!

"That doesn't explain why you knew about the kitchen chief. Associated with" Revenge, "of course."

Marcia turned her burning eyes to Deanna. After a moment of silence, Chris handily holds onto her trying to jump.

Freedom in both hands was sealed, Marcia called.

"Dastardly, Red Rose! In such a deceptive way..."

"Hey, have you just noticed?

Kusu, laughing, Deanna made a curly and graceful turn when she corrected her posture, as if she were going to do a dance. - Dark pink brilliance reflects the lighting.

"I can't tire of shaking my identity and acting like I don't even think of sin as sin, returning tantrums to the utterances and rubbing sin on those below me if I can get my place poked out. - Why should I use legitimate means against such a cowardly human opponent?

Deanna laughs. Rise from the bottom of your heart, leave yourself to your emotions.

- That was the moment when "Princess Rose of Ice Flames" stripped the Captured by the grin of predators, Marcia learns at that moment what she thinks.

Her nature was neither ice nor flame. Without fear of ice or flames, Deanna Crester's true appearance is the 'rose' that stripped out the sharp one, stabbing the fool who stepped in without command -.

He said it was only one end that formed her, such as the beauty that confounded the man.

"I will make sure that you get the reward for tormenting Master Shayla. … I don't think that those of you who are there will be able to do so with a high view."

Deanna will not condone the side chambers, which are surrounded by the rear palace guards and have lost their will already. I wanted to stop by and corner Shayla, those are the women. Where is the reason for mercy?

Chris opened his mouth as if to speak for Deanna's feelings.

"I would also like to speak to the side rooms who are here, in turn. during the night club, but in the future follow the rear palace Kingsguard"

"Oh no...!

The blue side chambers are pushed against the wall, and the rear palace Kingsguard twitches and surrounds them like that.

"Capture him."

Just one word Chris' orders.

- But the word takes effect, before that.

"-... alas. To your friend, what do you do?

The voice of those who are soft, but never forgive the bare streets, who are accustomed to commanding men, sounded, because they easily disobeyed Chris' command.

The air in the room moves deliberately. Chris, the rear guard, the kitchen chief, and the side rooms turned to one voice at a time.

"I don't like it, guys, you look surprised like that. Is this a rest stop for the side chambers? - You don't have a problem with it, do you?

Smile, with an illegible grin behind you like an aristocrat.

Liliane Landrose came into the break room with a leisurely extra foothold -.