The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

"You seem very happy, Master Edward"

Said Cyrus to Edward, who runs the errand as he drew his mouth.

"What are you angry about? I'll be back in half a day, and this is how I do my affairs seriously... it would be a wonderful second prince"

"A wonderful prince doesn't go outside to play wheezy!

"That's rude. That would be a job in the name of exchanging information."

"You just have to ask another one like that! You just wanted to see Miss Julianna! Using a secret that doesn't have enough credibility..."

"He's got a solid arm... so, Cyrus, what's going on with the example?"

Cyrus sighed without thinking that Edward had suddenly become a serious face.

Start the investigation report on the "Example Case" at the rate I told you to do it.

"His Royal Highness Douglas, the First Prince, and Isabella, the Duke of Macmillan, were still not involved in the engagement of His Royal Highness Douglas by virtue of the decision made at the Duke and Bianca's side queen, and you didn't seem to want it...... I was wondering if it would be impossible to dissolve the engagement as it stands, especially since it has the approval of His Majesty the King. But His Royal Highness Douglas and Isabella seem to be on the verge of dissolving each other's engagement."

"You're right. My brother would like Julianna... I think Miss Isabella is also a blood muscle inside."

"The Duke of McMillan family has not been bequeathed royalty these days, and it will not come true for Miss Julianna's bloodline, which has the princesses of Rolands and Samorta in their respective grandmothers. Besides, Miss Julianna is a worthy member of the social community that everyone recognizes, and a talented lady to name… even if it's an act, the things that come with it are too different."

"I think it's useful because it's an act. Cyrus, do you think your brother's gonna happen?

Including the word conspiracy, Edward asks Cyrus.

"I can't tell you anything from the information at hand. Certainty is one thing… But let me give you a private opinion, and I think the First Prince faction will take action."

"I agree. My older brother has always had an emotional spot...... I'm probably going to use what's available this time, but the person I'm trying to use is bad. Your father will be angry. Don't fail to gather information about your brother."

"Got it... Dear Edward, aren't you acting yourself?

"There's nothing I can do for my brother. My brother doesn't like me in the first place, so if I say something, it's gonna be the other way around, right? Totally teasing."

That's why His Royal Highness Douglas hates me.

Cyrus saw Edward half-eyed.

"Seriously, it wouldn't be nice for me to leave. The next king to kill his brother, etc...... bad outside information. Besides, this is the seed my father sprinkled. My son won't have to wipe his ass."

Edward is heartily poisoned that the Church gained momentum so far because it was bad for the Queen to have given birth to a prince before the Queen had given birth to him, and that the Queen had a bad taste in my father as well.

"Be careful not to stand up and move, lest the nobles understand. And about Miss Julianna...... it still looks like the Iris Chamber of Commerce is the Chamber of Commerce set up by Miss Julianna. Management itself seems to be moving to the private sector, but the Lewis family still seems to have real power. And Mailers at the garment store has grown at Miss Julianna's expense."

"Weak clothing stores are now at the cutting edge of the fashion... Cyrus, is something wrong"

"Yes, actually -"

- - - Concon.

"Excuse me. Vincent Lewis, Deputy Chief of the Secret Service Division, can you see it?"

A samurai who was holding back in the hallway tells the visitors.

"I wonder if you'll let me through. I don't need a salary."

"I'm in awe"

"I apologize for the unexpected visit, Your Highness Edward"

Seeing the boy who entered the room, Edward laughs inside saying he was just fine.

His name is Vincent Lewis.

I'm Julianna's brother with the Marquis Lewis warrant, but my birthday is only about two weeks different because my mother is different. My mother said she was a Viscount Lady and was childhood friendly with the Marquis Lewis.

The same blonde as Julianna with her mother's conceded blue eye, a neutral, frivolous beautiful boy, but don't be fooled.

Because he is a young, seventeen-year-old vice president of the Secret Service Division, an intelligence agency directly under Wang.

Especially Edward liked his personality besides Vincent's excellence.

"Nice to see you. Looks like you've been in a foreign country for a long time."

"That won't matter, the demon king of the animals. Prince, the tone and the worm spit run."

"Well, I suppose your cat wear is inside, too?

"You bet, I wouldn't do anything that would annoy your sister"

"Please keep both Edward and Vincent around. In the first place, Vincent, what is your way of speaking to His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

"Why should I respect you?"... It's the country I serve, not Edward. Your immediate boss is Your Majesty, and most importantly, he who uses his sister as a pawn should perish. "

Vincent had met Edward several times as a child.

That was what parents did to each other near the side of the future, but it stopped gradually because Vincent was sick and he hated Edward.

Vincent, who then graduated from the cadet school with outstanding grades, joined the King's immediate Secret Service without being near Edward's side.

Cyrus held his head to Vincent, who in a way was not an exaggeration to say he was another childhood tamer.

Oh, these two go too badly together, he said.

But Edward didn't respect himself. He liked Vincent's temperament - a normal person wouldn't understand.

"You wouldn't have talked too much about Julianna in front of me... because I found out Leah was Julianna"

"I can't believe it takes seven years - no, is your sister too awesome"

With a sparkling glance, Vincent was putting his thoughts to his beloved sister.

Cyrus and Edward looked disgusted at how it was going.

"So, Vincent. I thought you wanted to ask me something."

"The other way around. Is there something Edward wants to ask me?

Vincent provoked Edward.

Cyrus thought looking at the two of them that Vincent would be the only one who could take such an attitude towards the second prince who manifested his nature.

"Where have you been for the last three months?"

"Secrets"

"You think you can't even say it on royal orders?

"My boss is His Majesty the King. I mean, what kind of star would I have gone to? I think there's something else I'd like to ask you."

"It's about the Iris Chamber of Commerce and Mailers. It was created by Julianna, and made bigger... so must it be different?"

"Yeah, it fits. Your sister is amazing."

"Are you sure you want to come from me too? The main force of the Iris Chamber of Commerce is tea utensils in tea, which are now very popular among the nobles. It also has such a flying position as to create fashion in clothing for Mailers… these were previously the main undertakings of the Duke McMillan family. Above all, we have also been quite handy in getting this information. I say to you, Miss Julianna... no, what are you two sisters and brothers thinking?

"Come on, I don't know what your sister's thinking. But I know what you're up to."

"Vincent, do you think Julianna ever showed me her face?

"I don't think so. It's impossible for a sister to show her face to someone... even if she thought she showed her face herself, that's not a face. A few overlapping masks peeled off."

"Again, yeah. Julianna must be the type to get into the role."

"Don't say things like you know your sister! Livestock like a handkerchief with a beautiful sister."

"There was a lot going on while you were gone, a lot of things. I didn't mean to pawn Julianna for real in the first place... I meant to flush it as a joke after I said it"

"Oh, was that a joke!? Bad taste...... that's Edward."

"Annoying, Cyrus. Because I wanted to humiliate you a little... but Julianna was serious when I told her to be a handkerchief. So I thought intuitively there was something... I was wondering if what I suggested was a boat for Julianna to cross."

"... heh. I'm here as a discerner this time, but it's okay."

"Hmm..."

discerner - Edward instantly understood that the word was a hint of something.

"Yes, because I will escort my sister to the next nightclub, and there will be no curtain for the demon king of cattle. And don't disturb us (...). Even if the throne comes first, I will not forgive you."

Saying so, Vincent left the office.

Cyrus exhaled in a ho when the storm left.

"Hey Cyrus, don't you think it's weird?

"What will it be?"

"Why has my contact with Julianna, the number one fiancée candidate, been minimal until now? I've never done escorts, and dancing at nightclubs is the least... why didn't I ever question that? Why was Julianna publicly told she wouldn't make a fiancée until she was grown up? Why the Marquis, the king's loyal minister? Are you sure it's to contain the power struggle? Why did Vincent join the Secret Service? Neither the army nor any other Knights, but why the Secret Service..."

Edward put only the bump and his doubts into his mouth.

Hearing it, Cyrus never asks his will.

"Do you want to check the Lewis family?

It's a place where you might turn the Marquis Lewis family to enemies supposedly in charge of information, but Cyrus would do it without hesitation if he were for the Lord.

"No, it is not the Lewis family that will look into it... His Majesty the King."

"... for your sake"

It was Cyrus, who opened his eyes for a moment, but soon took a thank you from the highest ranking minister.