The Noble Girl Living in Debt

If the bell of lunch break sounds, the training will be suspended.

Bernard offered to Lazar to talk before lunch. We move to the office together.

"And the story"

"that is--"

I took out a leather bag with documents and money from Ernest from the valuables compartment.

"What is this?"

"The second Prince's Guard, Ernesto Barteremon, has requested a mission."

Lazar receives with a suspicious face. As I started reading the paper, the wrinkles between the eyebrows became deeper.

"What the hell is he going?"

"here we go?"

It was my first time to see the calm Lazars irritated. I think it can't be helped.

"I can't believe it's a mistress to make a young lady from the Leverage family.

"I guess"

In the first place, it is not unusual for aristocrats to enclose their mistress. But for Lazar, who grew up in a strict house, it was a despise. Of course, Bernard has a similar idea.

"If this were the case, I had better reach out to her sooner."

"I can't help it."

Agnes' father was buying the king for disappointment. Helping her would make her worse in the aristocracy.

"So what do you do?"

"I'm going to talk to Sir Balteremon now. What do you do, Orlean?"

"No, I'm good."

I didn't say that I wanted to beat me while I was talking.

"Then come."

"Oh, captain"

"what?"

"How about going after lunch?"

"No, I'm going from now on ... I'm not a long-timed person"

"On the left"

I did not stop any more, but silently saw him off. I just pray that we will not go in the wrong direction.

After finishing training in the afternoon, after working, I went to the office.

On the desk was a letter from the captain telling him to return. Think of it as unusual, but put it in the unnecessary paper compartment.

All the clerical work was done well.

Bernard will also return home.

In the mansion where the repair work has begun, materials have been carried into the garden. Now that the work is over, the cloth is covered.

Once you enter the house, Jizil greets you.

"Welcome home, husband"

"Ah"

"I'm tired"

"Well."

Ask him to prepare for the bath, take off his jacket and hand over, and try to go to his room.

"Oh my husband"

"what"

"Mr. Agnes wants to talk."

"Is the cold cured?"

"Yes"

Ordered him to come to the room.

Sit on a chaise lounge and sigh. I was relieved that I was finally ready to listen.

A few minutes later, Agnes comes. He ordered to enter the discreetly beaten door.

Agnès wore a blue one-piece, presumably brought from the house.

After recommending a chair, he lowered his head deeply, and then sat in a position to face him properly.

"I'm busy, make time-"

"The introduction is good, and what is it for?"

"Oh, yes, thank you, thank you."

Immediately after you start talking, the door is knocked. Jizil was bringing tea.

"Mr. Jizil, tea is me."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Please leave it."

Agnies receives the silver tray.

Jigil staggered a little, and immediately supported the bottom of the tray.

"Hey, okay!"

"Yes, I'm fine."

On the silver tray, there is just a cup of tea, a cup, a saucer, a jar of sugar and milk, and a plate with cookies. I was just wandering around holding it.

What a helpless woman, Bernard looks at in awe.

"Mr. Agnes, her husband's tea is a cup of milk and three cups of sugar."

"Yes, I understand"

The sweet tooth has been lost. Bernard gets ashamed.

While distorting his face with shame, the tea utensils were placed on the desk.

Agnes pours tea into a cup with a serious face.

Next, add milk and sugar. Agnes lifts a small vase and squints quickly.

His expression was exactly the same as he looked at Bernard five years ago at a party.

"Oh, you!"

"eh!?"

Bernard hits the desk with a bang and gets up.

Agnes was surprised and dropped the pot she was holding.

Fortunately, the contents were sugar and only spilled on the plate with the cookies.

Agnes looks down at the state of the desk with her eyes narrowed. It was a hard look, despising a person.

The person you are looking at is not Bernard, but scattered sugar on the desk.

If you can see that everything is spilling, lower your eyebrows and look up at Bernard with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry."

"... I don't care about that. Answer the questions."

"Yes, yes?"

There is only one reason to squint with an object.

Ask questions with tension.

"-Are you having bad eyes?"

Agnes opens his eyes. Then he looked down uneasy and nodded slowly.

Bernard sits on a chaise lounge. It was at the same time that all of her actions and actions were in line.

Agnes Reverge did not look down on Bernard.

Realize that you just saw the face of a person who was far away.

I discovered that I had been misunderstanding for many years.

"I'm sorry. I was going to say it someday ..."

"No, good"

The reason was discovered, but my understanding of my head was not keeping up.

Because of my misunderstanding, I hired Agnes as a servant and did something extraordinary. Involuntarily holding my head.

Regrets rush that she should have been handed over to Lazar.

After seeing such a bitter expression, Agnies comes out in an emergency.

If he thought he got up suddenly, he came in front of Bernard, who was sitting face-to-face, and kneeled on the floor.

"Orleans"

Fold your hands in front of your chest and ask them to plead.

"Please, please leave me here."

"Hah !?"

"Sure, I don't have a lot of eyes and I'm not used to working as a servant, but I'll do my best."

"No, even so."

"I want to give back the gifts I received from Orlerian, and there is nothing else to go ..."

Agnes appeals with a trembling voice and tears slowly. Bernard thought he was a bad guy.

I didn't know what to do.

"... let me think for a while"

"Yes. I'm sorry to say myself."

I thought that I shouldn't answer immediately, so I put my wish on hold.

Agnes holds the tray and bows out of the room.

Bernard watched the closed door forever.

◇◇◇

Welcome a new morning without an answer.

I got dressed up, had breakfast and went to work as usual.

I go to listen first in the morning.

When I opened the door of the office, I saw Lazar with her elbows on her desk and her hands under her chin. The expression is steep.

It wasn't very audible yesterday. But when he sees Bernard coming in, he starts talking on his own.

"Good morning"

"Good morning"

"I'm asking, but yesterday, I spoke to Ernesto Balteremon."

"Yes"

"I have been asked to search for Agnes L'Averge."

"e!?"

Bernard was surprised because he thought he had refused it.

I waited for Lazar to talk about what happened.

"In a nutshell, Lord Balteremon is a shitman."

"That's-I agree."

Lazar knew exactly who was Ernest. So why did you get the story? Mystery deepens more and more.

First, you heard why you commissioned Lazard's Third Special Assault Unit. The answer returned was stunning.

"He said he was just training his time units."

"... It's terrible."

He stated that he chose Lazar, a small unit, among the many special assault units.

"I'm afraid I'm afraid to be a king."

"It looks like"

"We haven't heard of any other units except our troops. Of course, rules are forbidden to use personal money to move a knight, but if you decline, Lord Balteremon will ask another knight. Wa

"Have you been there to stop a search for Agnes Revelge?"

"That's it"

Pretend to have heard the story and leave it without actually searching. That was the aim.

Lazarre was relieved that he wasn't blinded by his money and position, but soon noticed another problem.

"What if the matter involved in this matter was at the top of the Knights--"

"I'm good and demoted, bad I'll be able to take up the knighthood."

"!?"

Bernard points out that the paper and gold brought by Ernesto Balteremon could only be reported to upper management.

"Yes, and the rotten knight will be gone, and the SS will be safe. But what about the honor of Agnes Reverge?"

"that is--"

It is only a matter of time before the second son of the Marquis will be subjected to a special trial of the Order of Knights.

Lazard predicted that the rumor would soon spread, with Agnes as his mistress and confinement underground.

"I can't help her, so I want to at least honor her--"

Bernard listens to Lazar with an incredible feeling.

And he said the biggest question.

"Why is the captain just there for others?"

"A knight is such a thing."

"!"

—Help the weak, respect courtesy, and overcome evil.

The teachings of the knight sound heavily and heavily in my chest.

Bernard has squeezed the place where he beats violently.