The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"I couldn't wait, Mr. Nike Nitty. Come on, call me there."

"... Ha! Excuse me."

Kingdom of Wainwright, South Capital.

The "Terrible Red Clan" that unites the land - the mansion of the Duke of Linster's house, it was the former Duke of Linster, Lene Linster, who waited for me to appear in that room.

Only one maid with slightly brown skin is refraining.

To my extent, that would be enough.

Whatever... The target is a direct Linster.

The Duke of Linster family is historically a touchdown that women are more powerful... but such is bullshit about those who don't know the truth about the battlefield.

The war history of each generation left in the Water Capital is modest, with famous generals, good generals, and brave men.

It is tantamount to showing itself to be stupid, such as imitating such a person.

- In front of me, aromatic tea was placed.

The former Duke nods at me to Eagle Deep.

"Drink for me. It's the finest of the southern Hokuriku."

"... Ha"

Drink tea with bitter thoughts.

... Has the Six Horse Countries of the South strengthened their connection to Linster yet?

"Well - let's get down to business. As I'm sure you've heard, by this harmony, all of your clan will now refer to Linster as the Lord. superficially."

"……… only, conveniently,"

"It's quick to understand and helpful. We are not going to do this to the northern Wuhou Country because the country is in a flurry. It doesn't matter if you have the motivation and the human resources, but even if you think only of Atlas and Geisel, which have uprooted their ruling power, annexation can be terribly laborious. All we have to do is give out gold. People need to work on it there. Repayment is only after reconstruction. … even now, his, Allen, your final reconciliation proposal was very appealing.... If it had come together, it would have fit in circles."

".................. sorry"

Deeply bow your head.

Though all sorts of thoughts were intertwined... it was my father, Nieto, who pulled out his sword at the end.

A maid placed a bunch of spelled paper on the previous desk as if she could kill her.

On the cover is Zhu from "Extremely Confidential".

"............ what is this?

It's all about population, industry, education, religion, geography, and soil.

………………

I get in the mood as if I've been stabbed with a sword in my neck.

Even Hokuriku and Mizudu will not be meeting with sophisticated materials by now.

The former Duke naturally urges me.

"Keep an eye out for me later, though."

"And here you go."

On a thick material, a piece of paper was placed.

Unique round letters, with bullets lined up.

Is it harsh or a little rampant?

"Population: The number of young people, especially children, is high. Advantage for future growth '

"Industry: There are many areas that are lagging behind compared to the Kingdom. Railway network needs to be improved. Later, after making him understand 'convenience', he went to build an air network '

"Education: Extremely Divided. Inhibitors of growth. Buried talent needs to be promoted '

"Religion: Slightly, with penetration into the real world. A thorough response is required '

"Geography: Poor accuracy of regional diagrams. Responsible for preparing regional and detailed diagrams through rapid aerial shooting."

"Soil: Though abundant in land, wildlife development has devastated some of the land"

"To an enemy I haven't seen yet: I said," Oh my God! I won't lose!!!!

Concise and precise, it says the problems and what needs to be done.... although the last line is unknown.

My heart beats funny.

... Who the hell wrote this?

The maid has a full smile.

"It was written earlier by Miss Felicia Foss, whom I serve. I was supposed to be present on this occasion... unfortunately, not at all. I think I'm taking my third bath today. 'Ugh! (a), the smell of ink is creeping me out............'. In the honor of your young lady, I will tell you, that is completely unacceptable! He is a healthy maiden heart who wants to be stood with more than full breadth than standing in front of the loving lords!! Woohoo... Lady Felicia, what a healthy... adorable..."

…………

"And - this is from him"

The Duke has slipped a small piece of paper on his desk.

Received - Toothpick.

'Don't rush. One at a time. Slowly hurry.'

They see the rush in their hearts.

And these materials - ask the former Duke.

"……… I arranged for these to be prepared"

"Whatever - it's him. Perhaps' you 'alone, whatever the terms of harmony, got it.... Apparently, they liked it a lot. I say' candy and whip 'vulgarly, but I didn't know it had to be' candy 'so brilliantly! I'm telling you, in case something goes wrong, I'll even take responsibility."

"............... you think I'll even take that away? So, wouldn't it make sense for me to be here?"

"There is, I guess you think. At least he is. I suppose I want to see your talent purely. That dreaded young man will spare no effort to his own admitted opponents, giving them everything they can have. 'Time is finite. If I can shorten it, I've never been over it,' he says. In a way, I would also call you a bad habit...... you are expected. Miss Felicia, that was a lot of trouble, wasn't it? From within I don't see him: 'This man... this man is my enemy!!! A, I can't believe Allen likes you so much!!!!........................ It's cheating. It's a... hehe... hehe... what can I do for you...' he was cute and naughty. I guess I'll be pushed to do something in the future. Yeah, it's about being careful. Turning that child against his enemies is tantamount to countless struggles to the extent that it only puts a hole in his stomach. But I can't be sympathetic - you're lucky. Ask others to recognize their talents to the fullest in a person's lifetime… it's close to a miracle."

".................. Yes"

With dark thoughts, but at the same time, exaltation cannot be suppressed.

You can do whatever you want with your own talent.

... I'm not even going to give him the blame.

The former Duke glanced at the maid. Meeting and exiting.

"Well - from here on out is advice. You, Allen, let me look into what I hate about you. Well... the feeling, I don't know. All that talent...... no, you can't fit in from the beginning with words like that. The fact that a man who is destined to be a 'hero' while he is alive smokes all the time is what makes him frustrated inside. Moreover, he is also less aware of himself. That young man, arguably the greatest villain. … but"

Sharp gaze.

My body is trembling. This intimidation... After all, Linster is Linster.

"You will spend a lot of time in this land in the future. I don't mind talking to and cursing him in such a secret room or even a place where no one else is. Allen, you seem to be enjoying yourself. But those who join our clan - especially my wife Lindsey, my daughter Lisa, and the women - will stop being evil to him.... you're gonna die? Anyway, if it's just you, the whole clan romantic party. Even a drop of blood can kill anyone connected to it. You think the heads of dozens or hundreds of kingdom aristocrats have rolled over the last few years?

".................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"We, Linster, owe him a great debt. I owe you so much.... The women of my clan are deeply in love. Nike, you're young and you're in the heart of the Nitti family. You know what 'Abominable Child' really means, don't you?

…………

Nod silently.

- I remember rumors I heard at one time in Royal School.

"Abominable Child of Linster"

No way, that rumor is true............

The former Duke nods deeply.

"He saved Lydia. My dear darling... you stopped me from killing her with our hands, Mr. Nike Nitty. Don't call this a big thank you, what am I supposed to say? - I'll lay it over and advise you. Stop offending him in front of our clan, especially the women. Linster is so grateful that he can't give it back. We have to give it back to him at all. …… a loss."