The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

At the end of the Knights Awards Ceremony, the royal palace was overflowing with colorful dressed gentlemen and ladies.

to attend the nightclub that will take place after this.

Many aristocrats would think that night clubs are more important than the Knights award ceremony.

That should be it, too, with all kinds of information flying around at night clubs.

Information is a weapon to the nobles. The night club is therefore a battlefield.

The future of the house depends on whether or not you can stand around in this place, where Mesmerization travels.

"Vincent, you looked great at the Knights Awards Ceremony!

"Thanks, my sister is still very pretty today"

"Isn't that weird?

Because of the unusual open chest design, I was whimpering inside that Vincent didn't like the fact that the lady was exposed.

Apparently, I was worried.

"It's not weird. But... I'm worried that some weird bugs might come by. There's already a silver animal flying around your sister."

"You can't say it in front of him, can you?

"I know, sister."

A silver livestock bug would mean Dear Eighty-Nine Edwards.

Don't tell Vincent that you met with Edward before the Knights Awards Ceremony. Because this child's sister thoughts sometimes go too far... for once the first heir to the throne of this country. This is totally more unfavourable if anything happens.

Walk alongside Vincent and step between the sleeping lotuses in the nightclub venue.

There were already many nobles in the hall, but no royal figure yet.

"Looks like we still have time for the royal family to come. Vee, let's split up secondhand."

"But to leave your sister alone..."

"Am I still called a social hua? I don't want to ruin my behavior at night clubs, so I'm fine. It's more meaningful to spend this time collecting information now than ever."

"... okay, sister. But remember, all men are wolves."

"Yes, sir. I'm already worried."

I broke up with Vincent, who was worried, and I decided to head to gather information.

Even though I let the people in the house look into the social world, I had infiltrated the Wang Du Church, and I would not have fully grasped the information of the social world.

Well, the best topic right now would be the engagement of His Royal Highness Prince First Prince Douglas and Lord Isabella, Duke of Macmillan.

It is clear that the King and the Church will have a genuine battle for the throne as a result of this engagement.

Domestic would be rough, wouldn't it?

And the aristocrats who want to be winners are calmly gazing at the opportunities.

Perhaps the most aristocratic information I would like to know is about my marital partner.

With whom I marry, the situation in the country changes dramatically.

I decided to look for my comrades to gather information, frightened in my heart by the nobles who would send an indiscreet gaze at me when I was alone.

The social world cannot survive alone. Especially women.

So the women create a different community than the political factions.

It is a faction headed by a high-ranking courtier, divided primarily in generations.

In factions, the top warlords protect the warlords in the faction from irrational power, and the warlords, the surroundings in other factions, contribute to the faction in various ways.

The quality of the faction to which it belongs represents the value of the lady.

One scandal can kill a woman. Female faction ties in the social sphere are stiff and can be called a comrade.

And I, the three pillars of the royal family, the Marquis Marquis of Lewis, am also the head of the faction.

I look around and look for my faction mates.

And I found a strawberry blonde girl in the back of the hall and Isabella, who is now rumored to be involved in it.

I approached it.

"How dare you show up before me? I can't believe my mother is a Viscount Lady and I'm the same Duke Lady."

"Really? Take care of that, Isabella."

Isabella, obviously younger than herself, to a young lady, to be taken for granted.

The other lady is flushing it without taking it seriously.

And Isabella, who doesn't like that attitude, complains to the lady again - a brilliant vicious circle.

Perhaps Isabella is angry about her engagement to the First Prince.

It was a well-known fact that Isabella was after Edward.

Totally...... which is older.

While I was frightened, the Strawberry Blonde girl was my faction companion and I decided to help her because she was inside.

"Good day, Master Isabella, Lily"

"Sister Anna!

"Dear Julianna..."

The moment she saw me, Isabella looked disgusted.

After Isabella there was a warrant, her surrounding, but I turn my gaze only to Isabella, ignoring them.

Incidentally, Lily, the lady involved, the Duke of Lillianne Olcott, hid behind me without hesitation with a delightful face.

Lily is the daughter of Linus, my age separated cousin.

Your grandfather gave you a name to match with Julianna so that you could have a relationship like me and my sisters.

As I wished, I adored Lily as my true sister.

Lily grew up in a troublesome retrospect, either because of her personality or because of the way I was not cute.

I had to build a faction as a high-ranking courtier, but this kid couldn't help but join my faction because he didn't try to build a faction because it was extremely cumbersome and he was just a little.

You're a really handy sister.

"Dear Isabella, has Lily had any crude phase?

"Beh, nothing..."

Isabella doesn't like me.

Marquise, who is a lower status than herself, yet does not feel comfortable with me above, both in blood and in family.

And I have no more gaps than I am said to be a perfect lady.

Come on, you must be blind.

But it has nothing to do with me.

You don't have to shy away from Isabella, who was hitting her pretty sister eight times.

"Sure, your mother was like the daughter of the Viscount Lady...? Lily's mother is the first woman to rise to the rank of Commander of the Knights and is a wonderful woman to whom Our Lady of Aristocracy admires, trustworthy even from Lady Dahlia. Aren't you mistaken for someone else?

Smile nicely and intimidate Isabella.

Lily doesn't know if she trusts me or if it's just a hassle, but she watches after me very closely.

It would be about me... not at all, this kid.

"Knock..."

"With that said... Dear Isabella, Congratulations on your engagement to His Royal Highness Prince Douglas First Prince. We can all talk about this."

"Become... it's only an engagement! It's not like you're marrying Edward!!

"I'm not going to announce that my engagement isn't until I'm eighteen. So, we're ahead of us in marriage."

Isabella said another word or two of disgust and left with her surroundings.

Isabella, who can usually behave like a regular courtesan, has a hysterical side that forgets me when my emotions get high.

Do you realize that was exposed to the public at this big night club?

Well, there's no denying I led you.

Anyway, now you've lost the McMillan family's reputation again.

"Lily, how long have you been hiding? I'm not going to get rid of the breath warrant that comes near you."

"Yes. Thank you, Sister Anna"

As me and Lily laughed at each other, a courtier emerged from the crowd.

She is also a member of my faction.

"Good afternoon, Master Julianna, Master Lilianne"

"Good day, Master Cornelia"

"Long time no see, Cornelia"

"I'm sorry I couldn't go help you. Dear Lillianne,"

"I don't mind. You must be the one with the heavy load, right? Besides, we have Sister Anna. It's okay."

"Hehe, Julianna is sometimes nicer than you."

"Let the joke be about that, shall we? So, Cornelia, can I ask you a favor?"

"Is it about social information?

"It's very helpful to know."

Cornelia is a Viscount Lady, but goes in and out of various places because of the musician's lineage.

That's why I get information from places I can't look into.

I am a dependable comrade.

"Now let's talk about engagement, which is the most important topic right now, and the poor knight who suddenly disappeared"

And I waited for the night club to begin as I exchanged information with Cornelia.

After a while, your father, a royal and prime minister, entered.

Looking over the hall, the Duke of McMillan looked at your father hatefully.

Engagement of the Ordinary Lady of the Episcopal Leading Nobility and the First Prince of Second Place in Succession to the Throne.

How do the nobles and His Majesty move against this spark?

This night club, where heavy towns of kings and church congregations are disturbed, deserves exactly the battlefield.

The role given to me is the splendor of the social world, held by the perfect lady.

Now, let's play it nicely and perfectly, until the end -