The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

"I didn't think they'd see through it sooner."

"Your Highness!"

"Shut up, Konrat. Even without Lillianne, they would have found out who I was.... Well, I thought I could fool you somewhat."

Prince Lista sat back in a relaxed position as he put his hands together and stretched his back.

"... Lily. Is Prince Lista the same person as Princess Listasha?

I asked Lillianne, unable to go about the course of the conversation and leaning her neck wonderfully.

"Prince Lista and Princess Listasha are all the same without the madness of dimensions: face, skeleton, porcupine position, ear. Once you see it, you'll see, Sister Anna."

"... that's Lillianne Orcott, the youngest deputy director of the Roland's Kingdom Records Bureau."

I thought Prince Lista and Princess Listasha were different because even though they looked the same, he and she were too different in habit (...). People's tricks, such as breathing and walking, have personal habits. It's pretty hard to turn that off or change it.

But Lillianne saw through. She is unconscious, but definitely a delicacy the Kingdom of Rolands is proud of. Lillianne's brain is a walking library where she remembers everything she sees instantly, always realizes the details, and accumulates a lot of knowledge.

(A little too lazy is flawed on the balls though)

"Does Princess Listasha mean dual personality?"

"Don't put it together in one word, Prince Edward. Me and Shea are the same flesh, but they think we're separate people. Though Shea thinks I'm a dream."

"... you think it's a dream?

Prince Lista turns an ambiguous smile to Master Edward, who looks suspicious.

I think Shea deserves the king of Samorta.

"But your knight doesn't seem to think so, does he?

I said not to miss the disgruntled face that Konrat showed for a moment.

Prince Lista turns gently back and sighs, turning again to us.

"My knowledge, my actions, my personality, my desires… all of which Shea is the source. Shea is the reason I live. And worth it. I'm not dissatisfied with that, and I don't need a throne. But Shea needs it."

"... why is that?

"I guess you'd know a little bit, Julianna. This country called Samorta is in danger of doom. Faith in holding to the divine eye is no longer outdated. This closed country must change. Now that the activities of the Diaghilev Empire are showing suspicious movement, even this country, protected by the rugged mountains of the border, cannot remain safe"

I remember the unusual gaze directed at me in the Kingdom of Samorta and frowned.

Lady Edward chuckles, sharpening her eyes to identify Prince Lista.

"Hmm. So Princess Listasha with the characteristics of man and God? She becomes king, little by little reforming her unusual faith in the divine eye.... but what about Prince Ardarberto?

"I hope you leave for Ardallberto. Though divine-eyed, many had long been dissatisfied with the tyranny of Ardalbert. The fact that he was jealous of Julianna and Prince Edward and behaved unjustly as the king of times increased the number of nobles pushing Shea. And then there's the serious flaw of being royal, and there's going to be less rebellion against lowering the Ardal Belt."

"I don't know what's going to let me use it, You've been using us since the beginning, haven't you?

"I have to use what I can use. Thanks to you, I was able to reveal to the nobles a decent royalty named Shea in the best possible condition."

I made Prince Lista more vigilant.

(... Prince Lista's top priority is Princess Listasha. You can't shake that no matter what. Really, she's completely different from Princess Listasha)

"That's all you ask, don't you need our cooperation or something?

I asked Prince Lista in honour of my laughter.

"That's not true. There are only two things I ask for. First of all, no trade treaty or military alliance will be formalized until we bring Ardarberto down from the throne of the Crown Prince. Second of all, I want Julianna to look after Shea."

"You've never heard of the royal family as Marquis."

"This is the kingdom of Samorta, where we worship crazy royalty, right? Don't expect common sense. Well, even if it's about hindsight, it's my heart that wants you to be Shea's friend. There's no one in the Samorta aristocracy who can be Shea's friend."

Indeed, it would be difficult for Princess Listasha to make friends.

As I look at Prince Lista, I think of Princess Listasha.

(Princess Listasha herself, I prefer. So you can be my friend. But... Prince Lista uses it.)

As I contemplated, Master Edward peered into my face. If you squeeze your eyes open to see what's wrong, Master Edward will raise his mouth at leisure.

"Don't remember when me and Julianna met in a real way."

I was surprised at what it was, but I immediately perceive what Master Edward is trying to say.

(Well... I'm talking about when I was summoned by Edward)

At that time when we took away the mask of the ideal prince and the perfect lady and looked at each other for the first time, Lord Edward intended to use me.

And I strongly believed that I would use Edward back to the bone marrow.

When I smiled in gratitude to Master Edward, I confronted Prince Lista with a majestic attitude that I did not consider a lady.

"Fine. To put Princess Listasha on the throne, I'll make you Prince Lista's handkerchief. Thank you?

There was a tingling air between us and Princes Lista, and only the sound of devouring Lillianne's sweets sounded quietly indoors -