The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

The next day, after breakfast, I was reading a newspaper in a veranda chair.

Atra in a young fox on her lap. On the table, Mr. Anko. Sleeping round.

It's a beautiful day.

"Reconciliation proposal with Linster, crack!?

"Deliberations, Disputes in the Great Capitol"

"Both Atlas and Baisel representatives, insist on a thorough anti-war"

"The Linster Side, Don't Break Hard Route"

"Lord Pisani, scheduled to return home today"

Take the cup and drink the tea.

... I'm winning too much, because it's hard.

I'm sure there's a lot going on inside Linster, too.

Well, the house over there is an extreme story, one that Lisa and Lindsey would have had to hand over their swords, so it's easier than the Union of Hou - they held their heads from the rear.

"Hey, you've already read it, haven't you? You have a more important role to play in me than that?

"You sure do. What are we gonna do today?

As I look back, I ask to the corrupt edge.

Personal clothes that seem easy to move. The white ribbon on the forehead is shaking.

"Hey...... for now"

"For now?"

"Do nothing and relax! So, I'll take a nap with you!

"That's the same as when you were on vacation in King's Landing."

"Yi Yi's! Oh, or... you want to go swimming?

"Rejected"

"Why not! You don't want to see me in my bathing suit!?

"No way."

Cover your shoulders. I want to see it if I can see it. I'm a man, too.

Still, my lady, who comes with the gaze of suspicion.

I don't know what else to do... Explain it quickly.

"Not many tourists, but there's a lot of people."

"Huh? That's why... Huh?"

"Yes! This is the story for you. - Lydia."

"Right. I'll ask you later. On the bed."

When I rise, the corrupt edge immediately captures my left arm.

Mr. Anko goes to his right shoulder too. Later, Atra opened her eyes and jumped on my body as a young girl.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of a knock.

"Go ahead."

I beg your pardon.

The door opened and it was Mr. Paolo, the manager, who came in.

And behind it, would it be a disguise, a little boy with a hat and glasses and a woman in maid clothes?

Mr. Paolo told me a little confused. [M]

"Dear Alvern, I brought you because I meant..."

"Yeah, it sure is. Nicolo, it's been yesterday."

"Ha, ha!

The boy is upright immovable. Cheeks up, looks very happy.

When you look at it like this, it's young. How much younger than Tina and the others?

Send a help ship to Mr. Paolo, who has not caught up with the situation.

"Don't worry. It's not a political move. But the time is right, so it's troublesome when it's public for a Nitti direct child to move around. In confidence."

"- Accepted. Then prepare tea, etc."

"Thank you"

He bent his hips deeply and Mr. Paolo stepped back.

He's a nervous face, waiting for words from me. [M]

"Nicolo, smart. I think you understood that in your current conversation. Consider your position. Somebody's gonna see us."

"It's okay! I asked Tuna to use her magic."

Turn your gaze to the rear maid.

Then, move your index finger and activate the recognition inhibition magic.

The presence of the two becomes very thin, and the magic reaction is slight.

Eyes on Lydia. I've been meditating on one eye. Even as a maid of honor to the House of Linster, I can do enough.

I snap my fingers and rework the magic.

"Excellent. If this happens, you won't find out sooner. Is the house okay?

"Ah, yes. The people at the Mansion are talking about me - ah..."

"I'm fine with the usual language. Sit down."

tickles, and laughs, urging him to take a seat on the veranda.

The boy sat honestly, blushing his cheeks in embarrassment. Mr. Toona is behind it. I'm guessing this guy also serves as a bodyguard.

We'll sit down too. Lydia deliberately moved her seat closer and grabbed my left arm. Atra and Anko won't leave me either.

The boy has asked interesting questions.

"Were they reading the newspaper in Shuidu?

"Yeah. The world seems to be moving"

"... may I read it?

"Go ahead."

"Thank you very much!

Nicolo began reading the newspaper with pleasure. Thin blue forehead stands up, shaking left and right. I have a question for Mr. Toona.

"You don't usually read it?

'... forbidden. From time to time, I give it to you secretly.'

This kid seems to have a lot of things.

- Speaking of the Nitti family, it makes its name heard both in the Water Capital and in foreign countries as a famous family of fingerprints.

It's sometimes as a merchant, sometimes as a mercenary, sometimes - as a family of magicians.

This child's thin blue hair symbolizes' water '.

The Nitti family is home to only eight families on the continent, with extreme magic. I remember reading that the masters of history often served as presidents of the Union.

... It's just like the kingdom and hard to resist the magical decline, even though it's been interrupted here lately.

The rotten edge opened its mouth.

"Nicolo, you said. I'll ask you straight in. What do you want?

"... Huh?

The boy, who was reading the newspaper with all his heart, looked up.

Those blue eyes are clear.

"Instant answer!"

"If you can, I would like to have you in Allen's Chamber of Commerce!!

"Yes. - So? What are you gonna do?

"... Lydia, this is beyond my control, right?

"Yes, sir. Then I'll give you my authority."

"... that way, from time to time, I don't think it's good to be a bully. Isn't that right? Atra?"

"? Lydia, gentle"

"Ugh..."

"Here."

Look at me with the look of corruption winning. [M] Atra began singing "" with joy.

... troubled kids.

Scratch your head - all of a sudden, Lydia stands up and pulls out her sword to protect me.

Mr. Anko sounds and unfolds dozens of dark magic.

A dagger with a single blade in one hand of Mr. Toona, who could be held to protect Nicolo and retreated.

I rise with Atra and call to the door of my room.

"If you come in with a weapon, we will see the Union as our enemy.... You don't mean that, do you?

"-... whatever. We want peace. There's no war, you make money."

I heard a low voice. This voice, like I heard in Royal School.

The door opened and a man came in.

My age is better than mine or Lydia's. It would be in its early twenties. Slightly long thin blue hair. He was wearing glasses and his eyes stared sharply at me. You look like a courtesan, but you were in a hurry, sweat on your cheeks. He's a lot taller than me.

A boy takes a breath. "... why?".

I smile.

"In view of this situation, I see you and Nicolo's brother."

".................. it's Nike Nitty." The Brain of the Sword Princess "and" The Sword Princess ", right? It is clear that he came into contact with his brother and tried to obtain information inside the coalition. Why don't you come with me to the capitol?"

"Ho."

Eyes on Lydia. 'From the first contact, to you, Nicolo, it all seemed flinched and' bait '. Shall we ride here?

The corrupt edge is' troublesome. It's quicker to slash it and burn it... but I'll leave it to you '.

The boy screams as he trembles his body.

"Ah, brother! Wow, I'm not up to anything!!

"Shut up, Nicolo. I haven't heard from you. All you have to do is go back to the mansion and be nice. Touna, it's your supervisory responsibility."

"T, Toona is not bad! My father and brother watched Allen and the others."

"Around the corner. Ok. Let's hang out."

"Dear Allen!?

Boy screams.

I gaze at Nike Nitty. [M]

Deep deep blue eyes.... this guy.

"I know you do, but you can do something, you shouldn't think about it, right? There will be no swordsmen or magicians in the water capital today who can stop 'Sword Princess'. I don't want to see a thousand years of capital and this land sink into the sea of flames."

"Whatever. I never thought I could do something like you.... you just have to follow me. Just stick with me."

I'll see Lydia again.

The rotting edge is the Na Sword with a falling in love trick. Mr. Anko was also erased from his magic.

Lydia said away arrogantly.

"Oh, good. I don't know what you're up to, but if they give you a hand, just slash it, burn it, slash it - hey, why are you holding Atra's ear?

"It's bad for education. I'll never make a mistake like you did again!

"... I need to talk to you later"

"Yes, sir - then give me a guide. Nicolo, Mr. Toona, don't worry. Happy or unhappy, we're used to this sort of thing."