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

That is the twenty-ninth day of the seventh month that we received.

After coordination with the troupe members, a large number of knights were deployed, and the day of the performance, which was the actual performance of "Operation Tsubaki", was celebrated.

The opera was postponed the other day, and today's audience is full.

Sylvia had a slightly uneasy expression in one of the dressing rooms built behind the scenes.

"Don't worry, Sylvia."

Leechee, who was sitting next to her, held her hand and cheered up Sylvia.

"Thank you, Leechee.... it's been years since I've been nervous just standing on stage." Fufu, this is the time to get dressed quickly! "

Sylvia was joking, but she didn't look too pale.

(You must be scared to say you had a fine face.)

The troupe is characterized by a lack of understanding of the performance of the day until the start of the performance.

In the operation, we decided to use it.

In today's performance, a large number of actors first appear and dance to cover up the singing princess. After the music ends in the dark, the performers disappear from the stage.

And the lights illuminate the singing princess who was left alone.

From then on, the opera was all about the princess singing all by herself. Due to its nature, the performance time will be short, but perhaps there is no need to wait so long.

At the beginning of the performance, after a large number of actors have left, the moment the single singing princess is illuminated is targeted.

The audience and the agents don't know what the show is about. Unable to read when the next opportunity will come, they will decide to raid Sylvia shortly after she is alone.

There was no way Sylvia would be afraid of such a plan.

Sylvia will be accompanied by Mr. Gutheil.

When Leechee told her so, Sylvia smiled lonely.

"Thank you so much, Leechee."

"... Sylvia?"

"It's me... If this plan works and I'm really free, I'm going to disappear from the presence of Lord Gootheil."

Leechee breathed a sigh of relief at the words.

"Why? Because even though Mr. Gootheil knew everything, he said he would protect Sylvia."

"... that's why"

Sylvia gently smiled and grabbed Leeche's hand back. Her fingers were so cold.

“I was so scared when I heard that his father was executed for leaking confidential information.”

Gootheil said it too. When I told you about him, Sylvia had a scarred face.

When he didn't know anything, Gootheil thought it was because Sylvia was a war orphan. But it must have been in a different way.

"Due to your father's sin, Mr. Gootheil has always been injured."... if a woman like me is nearby, there will be a deeper scratch on Mr. Gootheil's life. "

"But, Sylvia."

"... I was prepared to expose my sins that night, and that's why I wanted you to come to Gutheil."... I didn't have the courage to reveal my sins to that person. "

Sylvia took her hands off Leechee, and now she's hugging her.

“Thank you for telling me my secret instead, Leechee.”

"... Sylvia..."

"When today is over, say goodbye to that person."...... I have to disappear from before Leechee. "

And then she looks at Leechee's face and smiles lonely.

Even at this moment, Sylvia's voice was so beautiful that she fell in love.

"I've been bothering Leechee and Gutheil, but... just watching." I'll do my best to help you at least a little. "

……

Now, we need to change into costumes!

Leechee takes Sylvia's hand trying to behave brightly.

"... then it's no good, Sylvia"

"... eh?"

Then he looked straight at Sylvia and opened his mouth.

"-because you're..."



At seven o'clock in the evening, the best theatre in the imperial capital of Galkhain attracted a large audience.

"The rumor that the Prince of Hermiti is visiting for diplomacy is spreading throughout the audience." Nevertheless, everyone was relieved that the baggage inspection was only in the usual format, and that the entrance was done without any hassle.

"I wonder what the show will look like today."

"I knew I wanted to hear Sylvia sing." I was surprised when I fell the other day, but I'm glad you're feeling better. ”

"It's the opening bell.... the curtain is rising."

The lights in the theater go out, and in response, the rumbling goes out.

In the quiet theater, the crimson net began to rise.

On the stage stands a large number of female performers in bright pink dresses.

In the darkness of the lights, only a faint figure can be seen. However, as the live music began to play, the pure white women began to dance uniformly.

The chiffon-clear dress draws a fluttering tail whenever they dance. The fantastic music and body weightless dancing stripped the audience of their eyes.

The beauty of the dance is enhanced by the petals falling from above.

The white flower, which looked like snow, seemed to glow pale, illuminated by a faint light.

And as they descend on the stage, each time the women move a little, they wind up and follow the movement of the air.

The audience breathed in the glamour of the dance and the delicate beauty of the petals.

Eventually, as the melody narrowed, a large number of dancers stopped moving.

After that, he turned the petals over and disappeared into the sleeve of the stage.

Only one singing princess was left on the stage, hidden by the dancing hands.

Kneeling in the middle of the stage, she wears a clear Veil on her head.

Wearing a crimson dress and black gloves, she was praying for her hand.

The audience is waiting for the moment when the beautiful song starts.

A large fire was lit on the lighting system with a white cloth. As the stage was lit up, the song princess stretched out her hand to the sword on her waist in a beautiful way.

The audience opened their eyes slightly to the unusual nature of the 'song princess and the sword'.

And the next moment.

――……

From the corner of the passenger seat, there was a sound of cutting off the wind.

A single arrow was approaching the stage. There is no time for the audience to understand that someone shot the singer.

The singing princess quickly pulled out her sword and paid it diagonally without hesitation.

"That's..."

Kin, there's a short sound.

The singing princess naturally looked down at the arrows being shot down and knocked down. Following the singing princess's movements, the stage petals soar.

One of the spectators shouted unbearably.

"What was that...!?"

However, strangled by the surroundings, the audience shut their mouths in a hurry.

Among the countless petals that descend, the singing princess gently swings away her sword.

The front-row audience did not miss the moment Vale snapped and saw a glimpse underneath for a moment.

"Coral hair...?"

It's not the real Princess Sylvia that's here.

No one will notice it in this situation. The audience opened their mouths as they fell in love with [The Songwoman] paying Vale with their left hand.

"What is this?"

Hiding her coral hair, the girl turned her sword toward the audience.

One of the spectators murmured again at the elegant but brave and dignified figure.

"... that's more like a goddess of war than a princess..."

A fake singer with coral hair doesn't know that one of the spectators muttered.

(...... Sylvia will never let you get hurt)

Disguised as a singing princess, Leechee turned her attention to declaring war on her friend's enemies.