The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"- So, so! What happened after that!? Father!!"

Looking excited, this year, Charles, my son, who will be thirteen, asked.

The cheeks are dyed red, gripping nature and fists,

I laugh, nigga.

"That's after I get home. It's time to go home, or your mother will piss you off, okay?

"! Right! G, I'm bringing Griffon!!!

His face paled and his son ran out, bowing his head at the entrance to the workout and leaving.

I look up to heaven... and think of the length of the moon.

As a result of the various coincidences that continued to overlap, I was the fourth son of the Count Evelyn family to inherit the house, to marry even my wife, to give even my son, and my beloved daughters...... thus, I do not want to be a father!

Unintentionally monologue.

"You have no idea what life is."

No... no.

I have it in my hand, hold the red spear.

- That day, I decided to propose to Master Lily Linster, at least of my own free will.

I can't tell my wife... At the time, Tria Evelyn was purely in love with that young lady.

That's why - the Governor of the South of Luca Linster said, 'We're looking for Lily's son-in-law', when we heard him say, 'When you meet a thousand people, come!' I still vividly recall shouting.

- When I was well chosen as a candidate at the end, all the people I met face to face were fierce men my age.

I knew all the stories about the Linster family and the rashes in the maid, but at the same time... because there was no stranger to his pity.

Kill everyone in this, and let this me be my son-in-law!

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Goddamn, I laugh.

"Again, rumors have it that" The Brain of the Sword Princess, "" The Ghost Bill of Linster, "and" The Duke's Most Important Person "... are real. What a terrible house the Duke of Linster used to be and still is. And really."

Life is funny.

Yes, with a tsunami - poking forward space with a red spear (like this) in my hand with all my might.

Its speed and sharpness should not stick one foot into the divine domain already.

Only generations of Earls of Evelyn are allowed to have it, and in each battlefield in which the Duke of Linster family participated, there is no early penetration into this red spear, which continues to be a front line.

But my blow -... once I could not capture the visions of a relative, fearful, smiling young man, is clearly recieved and turned backwards.

I could see a phantom sword touching my neck muscle.

... Even today, you can't win, huh?

After that short, but enriched battle to the extreme, I continued to fight on many battlefields.

There was also a death battle. There was also a struggle. There was also a bad war.

... personally, bitter and unforgettable defeat too.

How many times have you been aware of 'death' is a hundred million robberies to count.

But -... I kept crossing those dead lines. Still, that young man's, "The Brain of the Sword Princess" showed me, sword moves, and magic has finally arrived! The real feeling is that there is no fine dust.

I remember what Lily said to us before the battle.

'Mr. Allen's magic is never strong. Pure sword moves will also win some of these. But... I'm sorry, but you can't beat him. The odds are endless. That one never stops. You can keep going. If that's a day, you'll catch up. Even for a month, if you're talented, you might be able to reciprocate. But that one, he can probably keep going until he dies. And - inside, it's sweet. That's why he can't beat anyone.'

You were right.

Though it was the sword that made him pull out, that was - just a manifestation of respect for us.

After that, in a sudden battle against the hero of the Demon King's War, "Cui Feng," the magic flaw I showed...... in the first place is a different dimension.

There is no excuse for those who saw that battle and fought it at the same time to still speak.

We fought him once! As a martial arts, will there be any other honor to come!! '.

He talks to his son like me and him, and still wonders how he can hit this red spear. I keep thinking.

Perhaps - so will those who stood there.

As a result, we were now under the command of the Duke of Linster until we were struck by "the most mighty and powerful since the War of the Demon King".

But... it's not enough. It's like... on the back we're chasing.

Forward. Just forward. Just, forward!

Easy to say, hard to do.

It's an easy thing... oh, my God, it's a hard thing!

And at the same time.

"Knock it off... it's going to be heartbreaking to keep chasing my back!

Again, stick out the red spear.

Damn...... that one is really guilty.

From above, a griffon manipulated by my son descends.

Come on - I have to go home.

I also hear the battle is near.

Talk to my wife, too, and that story - Charles' engagement story should go ahead.

Whether or not

"In order to do this, I have to persuade the Superintendent of the Northern Five Hou Countries, who is drowning his daughter-in-law and daughter. In some cases, let the force say something!