A pleasant early summer afternoon.
Carl, the farmer, who had a sickle in his heavily dripping wheat, noticed a small shadow going down the road and let his face shine all the way.
"Hey, Timo, look at that. Lady Rosa's here!
"What!? Where!? Whoa, seriously!
Calling on his buddy Timo, he also looks back in a hurry, glancing at him, who had his ears tied right around the corner.
Then, they all broke up.
"... ha-ha, you're getting prettier every day"
At the end of his gaze was the figure of a skinny girl, wearing a sunset hood.
Milky white skin, smooth cheeks, poor lips.
Honey-colored hair spilling from the hood shines brightly with sunlight, and pale purple eyes, as if they had trapped a flower of oxen.
The girl, commensurate with the year fourteen and with her slight infancy, but with her already completed beauty, is named Rosa von Langheim.
She was the daughter of this Lord of the Earls of Langheim, where Carl and the others lived, whom they admired wholeheartedly.
"I didn't even take Ma's offering, and she walked out on her own... Are you okay?"
"You have no choice, because you can't place a woman to take care of Rosa because the hall is allergic. At least in this realm, there won't be any inmates who want to offend Rosa."
"Well then yes...... What if you're weak, but you fall on the way? If you're a bastard who wants to take care of Lady Rosa, you've got plenty of money, right? What are they doing now?"
"They all pushed him into the mansion once, but now he's going to be busy in the harvest season, so Rosa herself has gone home."
"Oh, you really did."
Carl and Timo whisper to each other in a whisper.
Everyday they were two people known for their greediness, but that voice, which talks about Rosa, had the utmost respect they could have.
Lady Rosa is an angel born of a pig.
The inhabitants of Langheim territory believe that almost for real.
That is also because the Lord's Earl of Langheim, a female-favorite, blistering, fat, heavily taxed waster, but Rosa, who is supposed to have come from him, has a delicate beauty and is working hard on his territory as a young man.
It doesn't seem that way when it comes to resembling a mother who died of illness early.
Known for her masculine personality, her mother turned to her daughter even under her last pillow and said, "Only marrying that Earl is the only failure of my life. You'll be happy," she said, laughing.
Her daughter Rosa seemed to have grown blonde from her father to a sober maiden, receiving only sickness and wisdom from her mother.
Even if the Count goes out to King's Capital for female fishing, his daughter Rosa stays in the realm and does her job at best.
The Count buys and fishes jewellery for his looks, his daughter Rosa harnesses her magic to create rotten soil and give it to the inhabitants.
When the Count tried to get his hands on the samurai, Rosa said she braved it.
Furthermore, she is the one who is persuading the Count to stop touching the fold in an attempt to increase the tax rate.
As a result, Rosa has been smoked by the Count and has not been given any support to say she is old enough to welcome a debutant, and is left alone every social season.
Besides, all the samurai who take care of themselves have been lowered.
The residents are very heartbreaking, but Rosa says she doesn't care.
On the contrary, the beginning and end of the visit to the people of the realm by themselves.
He laughs cheerfully with his luxurious body because he is fine with me, and then he asks me about the daily life of the inhabitants and hangs words of labor, staring up at me with clear, bright eyes.
"Me, every time I look at Rosa, I feel my heart purify. Oh, it's called the Unsullied Angel. They donated it to the monastery for personal expenses."
"Oh, and you're also teaching the orphans to read and write. Apparently, the monastery sees Rosa as the Twelve Apostles and calls her 'Angel of the Roses'. Perfect."
"'The Angel of the Rose' only presides over decency and charity? Isn't that Rosa?"
"Really, taxes are high, lords are shit, but only Lord Rosa is the light of our hopes. She's the lady in the lady."
Carl and Timo nod to each other yeah.
Rosa, who was walking down the road all the way to see if that was in sight, turned around and waved happily.
They probably waved back at it, then sighed at it at the same time.
"Now you've seen us and laughed 'heh heh', you can tell from afar..."
"Oh, already... are you cute?"
Ahead of them making their faces sneer, Rosa is squeaking something with her hands together.
I'm sure he even prayed for the abundance.
A sight as clean as a religious painting.
But that prayer was interrupted when the horse approached from behind her at a fierce speed.
Apparently, a servant came after me from the mansion.
I thought you were worried about the sick Rosa, or it seems a little different.
When Martin's boy tells him something in a hurry, Rosa also looks surprised and jumps on the horse with a light figure.
The two watched the Rosas as they hurried back to the mansion, tilting their necks.
"I wonder what's going on"
"But today was the day the Count returned. Like an accident? Or did a woman trick you in the king's capital and push you into hiding, or did you come back with a figure, or did you fall..."
"Well, that's good news, but I don't suppose that kind Rosa would be wrong about that."
After that, they went back to farming with this and speculation.
Rumor lovers have quite a sharp eye for observation with this.
Some of the speculations made were to prove correct in the near future.
But there's something they never even noticed.
That, for example, meant that Rosa's eyes staring at the two of them were somewhat snuggly.
That the more friendly they were, the happier she seemed.
Then, what she was whining about just before she left,
"Rotten" hehe ". I'm sure Carl is the 'offense' and Timo is the 'take'. Oh, God, thank you for so much dignity today."
That it was such a content, etc.