The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

Episode 20: Going Out

The next morning, we were getting ready to go out.

And even so...... it's decided from time immemorial with girls at times like this. I myself finished my assignment and was waiting in the hallway.

Calling into the room, stroking Mr. Anko on his right shoulder.

"Lydia, are you there yet?

"It's a man's job to wait, isn't it?

"… Copy"

With a bitter smile, I leave my back on the wall.

- Last night I was discussing the information Mr. Anko brought me until midnight.

Overlooking, the world seemed to be stinking while we were taking our time in the water capital.

In the Empire, by the Emperor, a quiet solemnity begins before the building that will make him take responsibility for this defeat.

Perhaps the professor and Mr Graham have also intervened indirectly. For the time being, I can't move north.

... No, those two would even do something to weaken 'the more'.

'For the time being' would be in decades. They must also be pulling out talent.

Beat me in the spine once and I'm sure you'll laugh like this.

'It's quicker to heal if you fold it clean. Our kindness. "

... people who have no mercy for their enemies.

The kingdom is the kingdom, and this Olgren rebellion - but the conservative nobles nestled in the central part that pierced the opportunism - are in charge of His Royal Highness Prince John, a structure that resists the currents of the world.

Again, Your Majesty, it would be another trap. There are signs of the school director.

Too much scrutiny is likely to leave the roots of the disaster... have you calculated that far? Dirt is on our own.

To unite the next kingdom -... will surely be me or a friend of the corrupt.

Suddenly, I don't think so. That kid's in trouble, too.

There will surely be movement in the west.

If you think calmly, since the Demon King's War, I have never had a full dry line with the Demon Nation. In other words, I understand the value of something called 'peace' to a lesser extent than the people. I think it's a good time to reconcile.

The problem is east.

There is no doubt that the Knights of the Holy Spirit and the Republic of Laranoa were involved in the rebellion in Orgren.

but the former is hard to negotiate properly, a religious state that can make a name for itself all over the continent.

How much, even if the kingdom demands punishment of the suspect, it will not try to respond with words left to right. Only pure fist bones make them obey.

Therefore, the three Dukes of Lubfera, Howard, and Linster have assembled the military protagonists of each house, as well as the most elite militants in the Tabernacle. Worst of all, he would also be willing to threaten the Pontifical Agency, the main mountain of Holy Spirituality. "If you have to, you will not quit all Oriental annexation".

Well, even if it's difficult at the barracks, they don't know. If I had someone I could tell... it's a monster.

Laranoa would be able to negotiate, though.

"A coup, or..."

Poop, and leak the word.

- It's too early for anything.

The republic said, 'Break the aristocracy!' and was born through a bloody war of independence with the Empire.

As a result, it is undoubtedly easy to be influenced by the people's hearts... but in those days, and if the regime were to fall, we would not be able to confront a giant empire. It was only a matter of degree.

Yet the regime shakes at a time like this?

"Mr. Anko, what's with the professor?

One beep.... unknown,.

Strange discomfort. stroke the black cat usage demon.

Anyway, the civil unrest has just ended...... the great people are a little too well. Just in the south, I want you to calm down.

The door opened.

"Oops. Atra, that's a lovely hat and clothes. You look great."

Toddler girl praises, happily spinning on the spot.

Light empty clothes on straw hat. That's the one I was buying the other day.

Lydia came out late.

Sun umbrella on hand in white personal clothes. One-handed sword at hips.

"Atra, I can't help it much. You are also a lady.... I wish you weren't all the same, too."

"I don't like the heat. You look great too - let's go."

"Mmm."

Reaching out his left hand, he hugged me. Receive an umbrella.

Atra looks at Lydia with Anko on her right shoulder and, after a little trouble, connects her rotten hands. The beast ears and tail are shaking with joy.

- Well, what's coming out?

The Union of Homeland is, as its name suggests, the Union of Homeland - a nation ruled by the Marquis.

Its history is ancient and every country has nearly a thousand years of history.

Although it is not credible because it is an old story, there was once a great federal state on this continent with everything from the present demonic kingdoms to the Eastern countries, on which the Union's homeland was supposedly sealed….

And there was a 'duke king' in the water capital.

Though the blood muscles have been interrupted for a long time, the graveyard is real.

- In the basement of the Central Capitol.

It is in the center of the water capital. The statues of the first duke and thirteen marquises groan at the entrance overlooking the capitol.

"Nice building."

"What now. It's not a famous story that Shuidu is saving gold coins.... like half of the state budget."

"I wonder if that won't be a struggle if it's over. You convinced Master Lindsey."

"I won't. 'Cause your grandmother's scared."

Atra peeks into me and Lydia, and shudders.

I lost weight from my right shoulder and Mr. Anko went under the atra. I can care for you, Anko, it's very nice.

Pass in front of the capitol with an umbrella. Today's destination is not here.

The weather is clear. Occasionally, the sea breeze feels good.

The tourist figure, which would otherwise be many, is still neglected today.

Just like the kingdom, the water capital is surrounded by upper-class dwellings.

The difference is that of the large merchants, the civilian class. That's a lot too.

This is the only way I know that the Union is a trading nation.

Well, it's quite special as a political form - Lydia stretched out her fingers.

"Isn't that it?

What I could see was a mansion surrounded by a high metal fence.

In the water capital, where the land is really limited due to the relationship built at sea, it has a garden.

Fully armed guards at the gate. Much more ambitious.

I snort.

"Right. Lydia, what do we do? Even if they wait."

"... if you're serious, take a bath with me tonight"

"Okay, let's all go. Are you sure you want to join Anko?

Block the spoken word of the corrupt edge and check with the user demon being held by Atra.

Returned due to absences. Thank you.

Lydia roars at my left arm.

"...... grrr. Ha, ha, ha."

"I don't roar. I don't roar. Corner, it's beautiful."

"I put it on. Don't tell me."

With that said, put your head on your left shoulder.

I approach the guards stroking them with my hands.

Excuse me.

"Hmm?... what, you guys. This place isn't open to tourists."

"No. Uh-huh... right. What can I say"

"- Tell your Lord that" The Sword Princess "and" The Brain of the Sword Princess "went out on purpose. If you're not here, that's all we can talk about. I don't know where he is... but I won't forgive him next time. I see it as an enemy."

".................. Lydia"

With my head on my left shoulder, I recommended the rotting edge.

... He seemed to care more than I thought he'd been interrupted many times. I could seriously slash it and burn it. Instead of practicing "Firebird".

Remind the guards, who seem so upset, again.

"That's why. Hurry up and tell us. - Is this girl serious?