The Villain Daughter Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride (Hostage) in a Former Enemy Country

The moon is moist in the air of spring, just in case of a night club.

Leachet, who was walking in the hall by herself, heard the rumors of the ladies.

"--You all know that, right? Is the spring moon really beautiful from the southern corridor of the Imperial Castle?"

"I know, but I don't want to be near the night."

Apparently, they know the secret of this imperial castle.

It's like making time to get away from Arnold during a night out to avoid this situation.

Riesch joined their circle to gather information.

"What are you all talking about?

Well, Mr. Riesch! You're in a good place. No, I was discussing a great place to see the view in the Imperial Castle, but the word came out that it was the southern corridor.... "

"I've been on the southern corridor several times, too. It's a beautiful corridor, but is there anything to avoid?

Just pretend to mix up with the rumors and step deep into it.

What kind of topic is it that pops out of the women in the information society?

(I wish I could hear about this imperial castle, the royal family, and His Highness Arnold's father.....)

But it was the words I didn't want to hear that jumped into Richie's ear.

There are rumors of ghosts coming out of the southern corridor.

"Eh......"

As soon as that happens, your blood will drain away.

"When I built this castle, the spirit of the deceased husband slipped his legs and appeared at night....."

"Oh? I certainly heard that a maid bullied by an old maid maid was a ghost..."

"Wasn't it a horse ghost? Look, I can't reach my hands because of the brawl, and the knight cut me down...."

"No, it's not! That's what my aunt told me."

…………

While they were talking, Riesch was silent and hardened.

Eventually, the night club is over and Arnold's charity comes to Riesch.

Riesch quickly bid the ladies farewell and rendezvous with Arnold to leave the club hall.

The day was warm from daytime, and there was a pleasant night breeze outside.

But Riesch's steps behind Arnold are heavy.

"... hey"

……

Riesch, what are you doing?

Arnold called out his name and raised his face.

If you're careful, it's a long way from Arnold.

Though I tried to catch up in a hurry, Riesch couldn't move from there.

(Maybe this is....)

This is the south side of the Imperial Castle.

It is the shortest route from the location of the hall used for the evening club on this day to the detached palace where Leicher lives.

Arnold came back to Leicher's side and surprisingly peeked into our face.

"Did they do something to you earlier?

"No, no, no! That's not true."

"Then what happened? I don't think he's hurt his leg because of the way he walks."

"....."

I appreciate your concern, but I can't afford to answer Riesch carefully.

Because I was in a lot of trouble while I was walking on my back.

"... and, Your Highness..."

"What is it?"

"This is the southern corridor of the Imperial Castle, maybe not...?

Yeah?

……

Asked Riesch what he understood, Arnold grew more and more dangerous.

"Riesch, what happened at the club? Depending on what happens, I'll do it myself, so tell me."

"Heh... is that true?

"Oh, I promise."

"Now then, let me say sweetly to you...."

Being pushed back by a comfortable word, Riesch opened her mouth with courage.

"--This is where the aunt comes out!!

…………

At that moment, Arnold's expression suddenly seemed irrelevant.

"... what do you think..."

"Ah, now you look like 'nonsense'!? Because the ladies said that some people actually saw it!

"It's a boring story that exists in every castle, isn't it? It's like a kind of entertainment where topicality is more important than authenticity. There is no such thing as a dead spirit in the first place."

"I might...!!

Reese can never explain to Arnold why she disagrees halfway.

(Even I didn't believe in aunts in my first life. But, but, because!!

The existence of Richie herself, who once died and lived his life over and over again, suggests the possibility that he might be a ghost.

It would naturally be horrible.

Neither the bandits nor the outlaws who kidnapped themselves, nor the world's most powerful emperor hostile to the future in five years, were afraid, but only the ghosts were very afraid.

Ghosts don't have weapons, and Riesch can't stand them.

"Riesch"

"Hya...."

……

The voice that answers turns around.

Arnold suppressed his forehead and exhaled, saying:

"... okay. Then I'll turn back."

"Isn't this a terrible road? Then if we don't get through here, we'll figure it out. Is that right?

"No...."

Arnold's suggestion makes me reluctantly reluctant.

But Riesch couldn't nod here.

"It's okay. I'll go through here and go home....."

"... this southern corridor was the problem?"

"That's true. If you take another route from here, you have to go back in front of the hall where the night club was, right?

Well, I guess so.

"The customer has also returned, and the servants must be in a hurry to clean up. In the meantime, if the Crown Prince returns, the hall will be in great chaos....."

While the royal family is beside them, the junior servants are not supposed to raise their faces or even show themselves.

Even the maids who follow Liesche, when Arnold is there, need to be lowered except for the maid of service.

Cleaning up nightclubs is difficult, and even servants sleep late.

As a former maid, you can't put such a burden on the people who are clearing the hall.

"So, I'll do my best... Good luck and I'll go back to my room by myself from here, so it's okay...!

"- Wait, what do you mean by alone?"

"I don't have the courage right away, so I thought it might take a little longer... So don't worry, Your Highness, please go back to your room first."

…………

Arnold looked down at Riesch and opened his mouth.

"How do I get out of that courage?"

"Eh...."

"I'll help you until you're ready to move. Tell me what to do."

"But I can't let that bother you..."

Arnold's index finger is raised in front of Riesch's lips.

"My voice is shaking."

Sealed off by a strong dialogue, Rieschetto kept quiet honestly.

"I'm sorry I behaved like I despised your fear."

"Your Highness....."

"It's my duty to get you safely out of the courtyard now that I've taken you out to the club as my fiancé."

"No, that's not true! Speaking of which, I deserve to stick my neck in the rumors....."

"First of all, even with me, I don't think you can handle this alone."

"Uhh..."

To be honest, it was a picture star.

Arnold seems to be really willing to help Riesch when he raises his feared gaze.

Even though I don't believe in ghosts, I don't want to talk about Riesch who's afraid of them.

"... put on your sleeve"

Riesch narrows down her words.

"Would you mind if I grabbed Lord Arnold's sleeve or the hem of his jacket and walked?"

"... I don't mind. And what does it do?"

"As far as I know, Lord Arnold is the strongest man in the world."

I want to answer honestly at the very least, even though it seems to be mouthful and mouthful.

Spinning your thoughts toward Arnold in front of you.

"If only such an invincible Arnold could be within my reach.... it has an amazing effect of giving you a little peace of mind and courage..."

――……

Anyway, Arnold raised his eyebrows slightly.

When I think about it, I sigh deeply again.

(I thought it would be a hassle for you to put your hands together, so I put it on my sleeve.... in any case, the annoyance won't change...)

I'm sure he was really stunned. After a while, Arnold raised his face and extended his right hand toward Riesch.

And I took Leesher's hand.

"Oh, Lord Arnold?

Lichet rounds her eyes in a way that connects her hands.

In response to this surprise, Arnold was even flat.

There was no emotion seeping in her neat face, and she had no expression as usual.

After all, I talked like this with a natural expression.

"--don 't let go, don't worry."

He breathes without thinking of the words.

Arnold walked away from the palace with Leicher's hand in his hand.

With his hands tied to him, Riesch takes an unexpected step.

(... I was able to walk...)

If you notice, the tremors just now are calming down.

The hand connected to Arnold is not gripped as hard as it hurts.

Rather, I feel that it is gently connected so as not to crush Richie's hand.

However, I felt so relieved that I would never leave.

(... I'm not afraid)

Riesch breathes relieved.

And now you hold Arnold's hand from yourself, staring at his back and opening your mouth.

"... thank you. His Highness Arnold."

"Just keep walking. If you pull yourself out, you'll be stuck again."

"Yes - can I borrow your sword without bothering you? I thought I'd be able to walk faster because I feel more at ease than I do at the waist."

……

Arnold cleverly took off his hip sword with one hand and threw it straight at Riesch.

Grab it with your free right hand and hold it firmly from the top of your sheath.

"Fufu"

In doing so, I completely lost my fear.

"... why are you laughing?"

"No, I thought this was truly invincible because it was His Majesty Arnold in one hand and His Majesty's sword in the other."

"If I let you have a sword, I won't be able to pull it out when something happens."

"Isn't that a problem? Your Majesty, whatever I hold in my arms, should be able to pull out the sword instantly."

"Are you suddenly feeling better when you trembled just now...?

That's what they say, but I'm wondering myself.

Nevertheless, if Arnold let go of his hand, this won't work. That's why I'm following you gently.

On the way up, Riesch unconsciously raised her voice.

"Ah"

"Now what?"

I remembered what the ladies were saying earlier. The night sky from the southern corridor is a wonderful thing.

The moon is beautiful.

……

Once Arnold looked up at the sky, he looked at the moon, which was moist in the distance.

After that, I turned my gaze back without saying anything.

Riesch and Arnold walked the journey from there to the Imperial Palace without letting go of their connected hands.

The next day, in Arnold's office.

Oliver, Arnold's servant, laughed at his master's fiancée.

"South Corridor? Oh, about the ghost noise? It's a rumor without roots or leaves."

"Really!?

The girl with coral hair rushes to caution.

Oliver nodded to reassure him while checking the documents he had received from her.

"No one died in that place, and no horses were slashed. Don't worry, it's a bullshit lie made by someone else."

"I'm so glad...."

Aria, it looks like the documents for the Chamber of Commerce aren't a problem, so I'll keep receiving them.

"Thank you, Oliver. - Now, if you'll excuse me, Lord Arnold."

Ah.

Arnold, who is moving his pen at the clerk's desk, replies briefly to the girl's call.

After she left the room, Oliver smiled, tidying up a bunch of documents.

"Still, Riesche-sama is so cute. I didn't know you were afraid of ghosts if you threatened a knight with an antidote."

Oliver, shut up and move your hands.

"Nevertheless, it is impossible for anyone to tell the future Crown Princess a rumor about the imperial castle without roots or leaves. I'll find out where it came from and deal with it."

"Hmm.... it's a stupid rumor to make."

Arnold put his cheek cane on the hand of a person who did not have a pen and said this in a sarcastic tone.

"--If in the first place, it is true that 'the spirit of death appears in the place where the dead came out', the witness testimony will come from another place."

"Hahahaha! No, that's right."

Laughing at your master's words, Oliver put together the paperwork.