The Resetting Lady

"Are you granddaughter? I thought all my descendants were gone.Oh, it's all gone.”

Zion came up scratching his head. He's a bit self-conscious. Raymond opened his eyes and closed the eyes of the dead girl. It was only then that Raymond knew what the Duke of Rutella had thought of putting his granddaughter in his room in a prostitute's costume. I didn't mean to commit incest. To say so, the girl's body was too clean.

'What did you expect from me?’

The Duke of Rutella pinned his hopes on a young prostitute, not his granddaughter, and if it was Raymond, who would come to kill him.

Raymond's not going to kill the little whore with compassion.

Because he was a famous gentleman.

But it's only possible in his own country.

Raymond looked at the hand of the Duke of Rutella that Zion had cut off. And the wind of the girl lying on the bed looked at her eyes. Obviously, she heard from the Duke that her job was to "save sympathy," but she chose revenge, not save her life. It couldn't have been successful.

And Raymond killed most of the people in this castle and came up. Even if the Duke's plan was successful, he would not have let it live.

"Is there honor here?"

The words of the Duke of Rutella lingered in his ears.

Let's not think about it. Let's not think about it. Raymond closed his eyes.

And Raymond has to think differently now. What should I think about? Raymond wanted to think. I wanted to have a better idea. Not blood, not pus, not tears. Something more comfortable and ideal.

"…that's serious."

Raymond was devastated when he thought of a woman he didn't want to think of when he saw blood.

***

"So Lord Raymond saved me."

"…That's great!"

The little girls huddled together and listened to Karen's story with their eyes glistening and admiring. Karen felt uncomfortable with the flushed young faces. This is because there were too many parts omitted in the interim.

In the story, Thomas grabbed the wrist, not the knife, and Raymond admonished the scoundrels with his fist, not his gun. Of course, Karen never mentioned cutting Thomas in front of Tom's eyes or hiding some of his parts. The children asked innocently.

"When will Verdick die?"

"…well?"

"Why aren't you dying?"

I'm going to erase the armor when it comes to innocence. Karen thought so when she saw Lady Sola annoyed by Berdyck's safety.

"The villain should be the first to die!"

"That's right. Berdick Evans' interest rate is way too much.”

to practical disadvantages Karen maintained her smile by handing the cookies to Lady Lian, who apparently told her what she had heard from her mother. Lady Lian was angry about Berdick Evans' profiteering and worked hard to talk about the bad loan shark's shortcomings.

"I'm sure his wealth should be used for a better place."

"I know."

Lian flipped his head and made eye contact with Lewis. I can see something flinching. Lian asked with his voice.

"Will you do that, Prince Louis?"

"…mmm."

Prince Louis laughed embarrassingly as he drank the hot tea in front of him. You're working hard, 10 years old. Not only children but also their parents, who are glaring behind their backs, should pay attention to their political opinions. It would be comfortable to unilaterally pressure Verdick Evans, but few here have never interacted with him. Rather, they are closely intertwined.

"Well… I'll think deeply and think about it."

"Are you avoiding even the slightest comment?”

"Why are you having a hard time punishing bad people?”

The girls gather their mouths. Is he doing that on purpose? I guess so, huh? Karen lifted up a teacup and covered her mouth. My throat hurt because I had to keep talking. As the eyes are focused on Prince Louis, it seems like he will live.

"Okay…. Um… That's right…. It's okay to push legislation on interest rates, personally….”

"Your Grace, I'd like to ask you more about your remarks. Then are you in favor of the chairman's own proposal?”

"No, not to that extent....”

"Your Grace!"

'What did I do when I was ten?'

Karen looked at the children thinking about it. I don't remember, so I don't know. Karen must have been taking psychotic medication or brainwashing in front of Nancy. Play hard with your mouth wrestling. Leave me out.

Karen closed her eyes and savored the tea. Anything offered by the royal family was also a specialty. Karen was satisfied. For her, who was stuck in a time that did not go on, no matter how the world passed, no matter how the relationship between royalty and the aristocrats and the newly rich changed, it was all meaningless.

What's the point of being self-serving, but not having your own time? What does it mean just because children have any possibilities? None of them will ever be adults in Karen's world.

"How did they make this?"’

Karen savored the cookies that broke in her mouth with her tongue. But the short peace was quickly broken by a young tyrant.

"Oh, Karen Young-ae doesn't come every time, so shouldn't you ask her what you want to ask her first? You'll always be able to ask me questions.”

Dude.

Karen felt the glass she was holding shake.

"Oh, my… I don't think my story is that important."

"Don't use weird language."

"…yes. What are you more curious about?"

"Where do you like Lord Raymond? Oh, don't answer me right away. We'll think about it.”

asked Prince Louis with a smile. Karen has hardened.

"What?"

Please don't bother me. But Karen's silent protest was lightly ignored. Despite eye contact with her, Crown Prince Louis smiled broadly and suggested to the young aristocrats.

"What do you think? I'll give you a prize for someone who says Miss Karen was right. You can look forward to it."

The eyes of the young aristocrats and their parents behind them shone. Don't miss that. Karen seemed to have heard that. As soon as Prince Lewis finished speaking, a boy raised his hand.

"Right away? Tell me, William. I'm confident."

"You're asking me the obvious, Your Grace. Of course, Lord Raymond's contribution. There's a saying that Lord Raymond is dealing with a thousand people alone."

William, the youngest son of Baron Strader, said confidently. Baron Strader looked interestingly at his son's remarks from behind.

"I think a thousand people are exaggerated."

"Even so, everyone knows that he is famous for his exploits. And now that I have rescued Miss Karen Evans here, how can I not be amused?"

Miss Karen. Karen had a bit of a subtle feeling when a child who might be on her chest called herself that way. Prince Louis nodded in William's answer.

"That sounds plausible. I've heard that Lord Raymond tries to set the bird's eyes 2 kilometers away. Is it your honor to seduce Miss Karen? Another opinion?"

Prince Louis's attempt was successful.

The boys were a bit off about Karen's story, but they listened to Raymond's. For girls, if Karen is like a fairytale girl, for boys, Raymond is a fairy tale story. As a result, interest in how high Verdick's interest rate was quickly pushed away. Lady Lian seemed a little dissatisfied with the situation, but she soon got mixed up in the conversation.

"Well… is Lord Raymond really okay to jump off the top of the cathedral?"

"I don't know because my house isn't that high."

If I have a chance, I'll push. Karen promised so in her heartily. Raymond jumped from the seventh floor to his feet. How long can we hold out? When he fell that high, his head smashed to death. Can Raymond land in good shape if someone pushes him from behind?

"But I can't imagine him getting hurt."

Karen envied Raymond. If he was as strong as Raymond, if he had force, Karen could be a mass murderer as she wanted. They could kill everything and survive. They are not weak people like babies and women, but they are not induced by using their bodies. By now, would Raymond be cutting through a person's head with a gun?

"A man should have strength. A strong body is necessary not only to raise the nation, but also to stabilize the spirit."

Is that Baron Strader's opinion? I don't think that's what I meant. However, Karen, who has no intention of meddling more than watching, watched the crown prince soothing William, who insisted, "Health is national strength! Let's push the national movement!"

"Oh, is Karen good because Lord Raymond is strong?"

"I don't think so. You're a man, aren't you? Women know their feelings better."

Lady Lian countered by waving her hand. If she had been five years older, her argument would have been more convincing. Karen felt the laughter and tension of the adults around her.

"Really? Then what do you think is the reason for Lian?"

"Isn't that obvious? It's a face."

That's what Raymond said. Karen recalled Raymond's brazenly smiling face in her head.

"I only see my face when I see a woman.”

Come to think of it, are you serious? Karen tried to control her facial expression. Why did he think Raymond was the main male character? Are you a face? I felt at the same time that I was convinced but didn't want to admit it.

"Wow. Brave, Lian Young-ae."

Prince Louis opened his eyes roundly and looked at Lian. Karen sympathized with the expression "brave." All the eyes of the male aristocrats and Prince Louis were on Lady Lian. Lian always valued face. Isn't it because of Karen's face that Ryan is sticking to Karen?

"What if it wasn't Lord Raymond, it was a seed?”

"To the owner of the seed, of course... Well, is this power?"

"Ha, but Lian Young-ae... People are not judged by their faces."

"So don't you judge Solar by her face?”

"Yes, it's power that counts! Your face is very short. I'm sure Karen is in love with Lord Raymond because he has a higher position."

“…….”

Lady Solar answered with her hand clenched. His face was full of firm conviction. The Countess Elba was initially nervous about her daughter's answer, but relaxed at Lady Solar's. My face looks better.