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

Leechee quickly stood up and looked back at Arnold. He seems to understand without having to say what he wants.

"--Do what you want to do."

"Thank you, Your Highness...!"

While expressing gratitude from the bottom of my heart, I jumped out of my special seat.

When the first of the double doors was pushed open, the door behind them also opened and went out into the hallway.

A stranger knight on guard roared in amazement. Leechee apologizes to them, but looks for signs around her.

(There are only signs of knights downstairs.... it's a waste of time to go down the stairs...!)

Grab the handrail on the spiral staircase that leads downstairs and quickly take off your shoes. I flipped the hem of the dress and jumped on the handrail.

"Wow, Leechee-sama!?"

I didn't turn to the knight's voice. He quickly descended downstairs, passing down the handrail. In a matter of seconds, I reached the first floor, where there were usually knights escorting Leechee.

Leechee-sama, is this an emergency?!

They are upset, but they raise their voices as they get used to it.

"For the time being, I'll keep the shoes in my hand, come here!"

Thank you, Kamil, Dennis!

As he ran, he jerked off the shoe he was holding. Leechee throws her voice at them.

"Also, please call the doctor, please cooperate with the attendant and the troupe member!" I think His Highness Arnold will be able to move, so someone should go to His Highness on the fourth floor! "

Hah!

Instantly breaking up with the Kingsguard, Leechee turned toward the drawing room.

The floor plan in the theater confirms that it was posted in the hallway. When you first come to a place, you have a habit of checking the emergency exits.

The same was true of Arnold, who had stopped in the hallway at the same time earlier, and was interrupted by the knights who were coming to the temporary guard.

(The pavilion is this far!)

When you reach the door, there will normally be security guards at the theater, which is left unattended.

"... Sylvia! Sylvia, hold on!"

Excuse me!

Leechee called out to the crowd, and the blue faded troupes looked at us.

"I am a person with a little knowledge of pharmacy. I need first aid until the doctor is here!"

"Ah, ah, please...!"

A man who was a wolf switched places with Leechee.

Lying on the floor of the drawing room, Princess Sylvia is pale enough to see, despite her beautiful face and gorgeous makeup.

Sylvia, can you respond to my voice?

"...... ah"

Sylvia nodded slightly as she warped her face.

(I am conscious. No bleeding. my pulse is fast.....)

Breathing seems to be shallower than anything else. Leechee asks as calmly as possible to reassure Sylvia.

“Do you have a headache? Right now, I'm touching Sylvia's right and left shoulders, but do you ever say that she doesn't feel anything?"

"Come on, it's okay... but breathing, suffering..."

I understand. Please wait a moment.

Leechee borrows a stall that looks like a prop in her hand and puts it on Sylvia's body.

She turned her hand around the back of the dress to release the ribbon, loosened the corset that was wrapped around her, and held her up blindfolded by the stall. The troupe members panic when they see it.

Is it okay if I don't put you to bed?

“It's easier to breathe in a sitting position than in a sleeping position. Depending on the circumstances, such as the trauma... and more importantly, does Sylvia have any illnesses?"

"I don't think so, but I feel like I've been in a bad mood for the last few days."

When Leechee hugged her, Sylvia felt a little easier to breathe.

"... ah, ugh..."

"It's okay.... it's okay. Just breathe slowly and think about what you can do to make it easier.”

When I whispered while stroking my shoulder, it seemed that I was relieved. Your shallow, busy chest is slowly slowing down.

(It doesn't seem to be a life-threatening or sequelae-like attack....... but not here, I need to rest in a place where I can feel more at ease.)

The pavilion leading from the stage sleeve is not far from the seats. Thanks to this, the audience can be heard screaming.

Although not enough to hear each one, the tone of the voice is mixed with surprise and confusion, as well as dissatisfaction with the sudden descent of the curtain. For Sylvia, the voice must be poisonous.

(Waiting for the doctors to arrive from here, take Sylvia to a place where she can calm down... and it will take too long. That said, there is no medicine or treatment here.....)

At that time, the door to the waiting room opened. Looking up at the person who came in, Leechee calls out his name.

"Your Highness Arnold"

"So, 'Your Highness'...!?"

The surrounding landscape was rampant.

The one with the blue face was a well-dressed middle-aged man. He is probably an executive of the theatre.

Arnold glanced at the situation in the waiting room, then opened his mouth to Leeche.

"Give the sick to the knight." I'll take you to our carriage. "

"But when did the doctor arrive...?"

"Didn't you see him? If you've already done what you need to do, it's faster to take them with you than to wait."

Leechee nodded as she received the sense of trust that came from her words.

"For the time being, I'd like to ask the audience not to move from their seats." I can't carry Sylvia out in the hallway with just 10 percent of those people. ”

"I've already passed through the knights and told them not to stand from the seats." The knights are also closing the streets so that the carriageway to the clinic is clear. ”

(As expected of you, Lord Arnold......)

The judgment of the situation is accurate and even quicker. If Leechee can do what she wants, Arnold will do it perfectly.

Can we make a simple stretcher for transport to the carriage?

“No. If it takes so long to prepare, someone should hold it.”

"All right."

Arnold turned his gaze toward the corridor and called out to the knight there.

"Take the sick to the carriage."

"Ha. As you say, Your Highness."

Leechee grinned inwardly at the figure of the knight who replied.

The one who entered was Gutheil, who would be Arnold's subordinate in the future.

(Why.....)

At the moment, he is only a part of another squad, not Arnold's Knight Guard.

And yet, whoever's intentions were that he was right beside Arnold.

(Your Highness Arnold accompanied you to Gutheil?... if that's the case, Lord Arnold might already be moving to the Guard...)

This means that Arnold will be close to killing his father in the future and preparing for a war of aggression.

While Leechee was silent, the giant Gootheil bent down and knelt down in front of Sylvia.

"Excuse me, Princess."... a boneless man will touch your body, but please forgive me. "

When Guthey refuses, he looks back at Sylvia as if she has a fragile object.

The way it was carried was stable, and Sylvia didn't seem to be particularly hard on her. Leechee rose from the floor after entrusting her to him for the time being.

"Take me to the carriage. I've given the details to my knights."

Thank you, Mr. Gootheil.

“I'll take care of it.”

I took a breath and looked down Gootheil's back.

Leechee was worried about riding with the carriage, but the more people rode, the more weight she gained and the carriage slowed down.

It doesn't seem to be a medical condition that requires first aid, and if Arnold arranged for a doctor, I'm sure he would be.

(For the rest, I'd better leave it to you.)

Meanwhile, Sylvia's disappearance in the waiting room turned her attention to the remaining Leeche and Arnold.

A well-dressed middle-aged man walked out and bowed to Arnold with a twisted face.

"I... Your Royal Highness, thank you for coming to our theater today." As the manager, I want to thank and apologize... I was going to ask to say hello after the performance, but despite all my efforts, this happened...! "

……

"Um, so... excuse me for asking. This beautiful woman who took care of Sylvia, maybe....."

Arnold, who had a troublesome expression, said without looking at Leechee.

"-The concubine."

(I'm not a concubine yet!?)

Without being able to speak, the man who called himself the manager suddenly turned pale.

"Hah, I'm so, so rude!!"

The surroundings bowed their heads to us with a sudden burst of sound. But Leechee shook her head to the side in a panic.

"There is no annihilation." On the contrary, thank you for entrusting me with first aid when I suddenly came in. ”

Strangers have intervened in the most popular songwriters. It was not strange to be wary and stuck out.

Arnold, uninterested in this exchange, tells the manager with a boring look.

"From now on, be prepared for sudden illnesses in the theater." - Let's go home, Leechee. Tonight's performance will be canceled. "

"Yes, Your Highness Arnold."

Even as I responded, I was still worried about Gootheil.

(Should I try to find out?... but it's unnatural for me to ask about Mr. Gootheil for no particular reason.)

It reminds me that I am troubled but I am not wearing shoes, trying to stand next to Arnold.

Then Arnold noticed the same thing.

"Kamil"

“Yes, here are Mr. Leeche's clothes.”

"I'm sorry. Thank you, Kamil..."

Arnold had received the shoe that Leechee had reached for.

With this natural behavior, Leechee sat down in the chair beside her. Arnold knelt before Leechee while she was astonished.

"Ah, Your Highness...!"

And they let Leechee put on her shoes.

Smart as a matter of course, but this is an outrageous situation. That Arnold is kneeling and letting a woman wear shoes.

"Um! It's okay, I can wear it myself!"

"Okay, stay still."

"Ugh..."

The theater people, including managers, and the knights in the hallway are stunned. But Arnold didn't stop at all.

"I got it."

I stood up and reached out to Leechee.

"... thank you very much..."

I wandered with embarrassment and awkwardness, but I thanked and took the hand before I stood on the chair.

(...... I've been unhappy with what I've done for a while. Recently, it's been getting sweeter and sweeter, like you're being spoiled...?)

With that in mind, I looked back at the waiting room. After a bow, the faces who were staring at Leechee and the others hurriedly returned their thanks.

Four Kingsguard Knights followed as they entered the hallway. While being escorted by Arnold, Leechee glanced up at him.

Why is Arnold so gentle with Leechee?

"Um, Lord Arnold..."

When I tried to ask, I heard a noisy voice.

“Yes, that's why I'm telling you to get through!”

……

Looks like someone's talking to the knight across the hall.

"That's why there's an emergency...!" I want everyone to understand that this is an instruction from Saru. "

“It's an emergency, and I have to move! I didn't know that...!!"

(Is the audience wanting to go out?...... Nevertheless......)

Leechee suddenly had a strange feeling.

What's the matter?

"No... somehow, I feel like there's a sense of knowledge in the voice coming from beyond."

As Leeche turns her gaze in her direction, Arnold follows her.

This corridor was curved like a circular theater. Therefore, you can't immediately see the way ahead, but the closer you get, the clearer your voice becomes.

When she realized who she was, Leechee quickly faded blue.

"No way...."



Reflexively stops next to Arnold as he turns around.

I couldn't swallow the reality right away and was delayed in dealing with it. At the edge of the line of sight is the shimmering blonde hair.

"Damn, why are you interrupting me...!!" I didn't want to use this hand alone, but I had no choice but to do it for justice. This is one of my gorgeous sword moves... hn? "

(Ahhhh, my eyes met...!!)

I could clearly see that those emerald-colored eyes had found Leechee.

――……

At the same time, the air wrapped around Arnold cooled instantly.

The Kingsguard Knights were frightened by it and made their bodies tremble. But I'm not aware of anyone over there.

(I'm sure. No, I wish I had seen it wrong...)

"Wow, why are you here!?"... hahah, I get it. The goddess is still on my side!? Yes, let me go, knight, who do you think I am! "

(This word is always full of overconfidence, as always.)

"Leechee, don't look at them, do something about them!!" If only there was something! "

"... why here, this is the dialogue. Why are you in this country?”

Leechee sighed heavily as she held onto her forehead.

"--His Highness Dietrich..."

"Fufufu"

There was a confident ex-fiancée who was chest upright while being held down by a knight.

"That's right. This is who I am!"