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

(─ ─ No way, the future is already changing?)

Leechee is desperate to avoid a world war.

Little by little, there was a response that had changed little by little, but did it work in such a place?

(No, I don't know...! This interaction may have been repeated in all of my past six lives...!!)

Leechee can't have any information to judge it. Reflexively clamps the hem of the dress, stopping it before Arnold notices it.

(Is this a change, or is it just a part of "repetition"? Don't you like to fall, it's getting worse, even that)

Gootheil asked without raising his face.

"Why, why?"

The voice is trembling, though it is trying to hold it back.

"After all, is it because of my father?" I betrayed this country and the royal family, so you...!! "

(For Mr. Guthey, the Knights of the present day are a needle in the hand. No matter how hard you try to be honest, people will look suspiciously at you. It's not about you, it's about your father's crime....)

During the day, Leechee certainly saw one end of it by diving into it in a masculine outfit.

(His Royal Highness Arnold's Corps of Guards, whose strength is rightly appreciated by Mr. Guthey, is the only one who can be found.)

Arnold's poured eyebrows were cold and exclusive.

"Before that, it was a problem."

"... before that...?"

Leechee's shoulders jumped into the air.

"Dedicate your life to the country? I don't need people who take that as a virtue."

(Her Royal Highness Arnold......)

"No matter how powerful you are, do you think you can leave the operation to a human who moves on the battlefield on the premise of his own death?" In a difficult situation, it's not even your best judgment, but you who are drawing the conclusion from before going to the battlefield? "

"That's..."

When Arnold coached the Kingsguard, his policy was, "Survive and fight."

"...... ah"

Gutheil leaned down, clenching his hands tightly, and lowered his head again towards the Leeches.

"I'm sorry for the shallow imitation. - Excuse me."

Gutheil-sama!

After a bow, Gutheil leaves the east house and disappears into the rainy night sky. Although Leechee stood up, she couldn't move, hugged by Arnold.

"You don't have to go after him."

"But...."

Still, Leechee well knows that Arnold will not overturn his judgment.

”Even if I cut my arm a thousand times, I would still wield my sword. They move forward even when their legs are crushed. Look for a way to slash your enemies into the end, even if your eyes are broken. This is a drill for that."

Previously, in a meeting with Leechee, Arnold said:

Doing so will lead us to survival.

(...... the warrior ready to martyr the country, His Highness Arnold will not be good)

But Leechee makes me think.

The first thing that came to mind was the fifth event in my life. When Leechee, a hunter, saw Arnold with his monocular, he showed his left chest with his thumb.

It's like saying, "Aim here."

And what about Arnold, who exchanged swords in the last battle of his sixth life?

"In that castle, your Highness has always been alone."

Even though I could follow a few powerful knights as a subordinate, I was single-handedly slaughtered in the front line of the battle.

Arnold may be strong and may not need another knight, but that's not why.

(Your Highness, Arnold of the Future)

Looking up at Arnold's side, I felt like crying.

(...... I didn't feel a strong will to not die at all...)

That's very frightening to Leechee now.

Leechee unexpectedly reached out and pulled Arnold's sleeve.

"...... Your Highness Arnold......"

Arnold may have felt the pain in Leeche's left chest.

"... what's the matter?"

"...... ah"

My eyebrows clasped and I touched my cheek with care.

He wouldn't even imagine that Leeche's heart was filled with worries about Arnold.

(Words cannot be spoken)

Leechee held Arnold's sleeve and shook her head slightly to the side.

Then he leaned down and opened his mouth.

"Your Highness Arnold, what a compliment to Lord Gootheil."... a knight of strength and sincerity who is treated coldly by the Knights is a loss to this country, isn't it? "

――……

Arnold exhales small and asks Leechee to say goodbye.

"What I need to change is fundamental." Just moving Gootheil to me and letting him get away will make it inevitable that other people will see the same thing. ”

"... Your Highness"

Unexpectedly, Leechee raised her face.

"Prioritize situations where people who do the right thing are rightly valued. Even if it doesn't become my bodyguard. ― ― It should be necessary to change the Knights' constitution like that.

……

The words warm your chest.

Arnold looked at Leechee with a slightly bitter smile.

"... it's usually the way you think about it."

"Ah, that's...!" Certainly, as the final ideal form, I wanted to discuss the change of the evaluation system...!! "

Leechee was thinking about what Arnold had just said. However, I thought it would take Arnold's persuasion to get them to accept it.

(I wonder if what I've talked about so far is starting to affect Lord Arnold's thoughts little by little.... then, the "refusal to join Gootheil's bodyguard" is something that hasn't happened in my past life...?)

Arnold muttered troublesomely next to Leeche with the same amount of joy and confusion.

"That said, the Knights' leader is Father Emperor." Only my Kingsguard has the authority to do it. "

"Father..."

"I can't do that right away." But wait. "

Arnold looks down at Leechee and smiles.

The smile was dark, somewhere demonic and frightening.

"... and in the meantime, I will fulfill it."

"...!?"

A similar sensation of murder crawled through Leeche's spine.

This feeling closely resembled the indescribable horror of Arnold's father's discovery earlier.

"You're right, the rain has stopped."

"...... Your Highness Arnold"

"Let's go home. If it's too late, you'll have less time to sleep."

Arnold stood up and reached for Leechee.

After a moment of hesitation, Leechee grabbed Arnold's hand so as not to be distracted by that hesitation.

(The fundamental flow has not changed. Your Highness still intends to settle this matter.)

I am sure of the hopeless fact that I will never put on my face.

(...... the coup d 'état by killing my father and the usurpation of the throne by it......)



On that day, at the time of the setting sun, a young man walked through the imperial capital of Galkhain.

He is wearing a robe and cannot see his face with a hood that is covered in the depths of his eyes.

But he still fainted and kept looking around again and again.

(Damn it. Why do I have to sneak up to a place like this...)

The young man thinks down the steps of a tavern built in the basement.

(However, I can't help it. even if it's over there, I'm desperate not to be noticed.)

The sound of the shoe echoes the stone wall.

When he reached the door, he put the hood back on to hide his golden hair.

(... hmm. By the way, I didn't expect to be involved in the intelligence of another country...)

The young man, Dietrich, slowly opened the door.