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

It's been a long time since Oliver became Arnold's squire.

For Oliver, whose path was cut off by his wounds while he was born into a knight's lineage, Arnold, who found himself, is the Lord who can serve without a second heart.

If you're going to lose your life for him, to the extent that you don't think you have a choice.

So I also advance what I cannot say in fear of Arnold if I am another human being, if for my lord's sake.

Even this day, Oliver opened his mouth, deciding to make such an inquiry to his heart.

That was just when Arnold finished looking at the paperwork written for each trouble and putting in a brush that he would not accept.

"Uh, speaking of you, my lord. Didn't something unusual happen here recently?

"Nothing."

I received the paperwork from Arnold, and Oliver solicits more.

"There won't be anything. Obviously, something's wrong."

"What. Get out if you want to get in the way of your job."

"I don't think you've seen Leishe in the last few days."

I have tried to slash him into single-mindedness, but Arnold has not changed one expression and is silently reading the paperwork.

That way, when he gave a lay face, his long eyelashes were accentuated while he was male, and his beauty stood out.

Arnold's appearance is so complete that it is too much of a sculpture.

Most women get hit by this look, but as far as Oliver knows, only one girl quite handsome exists.

It's ironic because the other person is, more importantly, the person who will be his wife.

"My lord, since you went to the chapel yesterday with a letter from Master Liechet? What the hell is wrong with you? Until now, they've touched the fold and gone to see how things were going, or made me send myself when it was difficult."

……

"Though there are reports of Kingsguard knights, shouldn't we care a little more about the wife? But you've just arrived in this castle, and you'll feel anxious."

……

Arnold took the pen and put his signature at the bottom of the document.

After that, I still say one facial expression unchanged.

"For a while, a visit to the outhouse will be matched"

"Oh, why?"

What if I quickly lost interest in that girl?

Though I thought about it that way, Arnold told me the response was something Oliver didn't expect at all.

'Cause I worked a body.'

"Yes?"

I couldn't swallow a much worded out word, and I confirmed.

"... an intact is who to whom"

I told him.

"My you, Lieche."

After a moment of silence, Oliver screams as much as he wants.

"... and hahahahahahahahahahahaha!?

"The voice is loud"

Arnold glanced at Oliver.

If you are a normal person, you may be frightened and unable to speak too much of fear, but Oliver is the only one who is different. Arnold knows that too, so don't hesitate.

"That will be loud too!! What the hell is a body!? What do you mean, what are you doing!! I don't think so, my lord, but you haven't even welcomed the matrimonial ritual...!!

"I haven't gotten that far. And my voice is so loud."

I stroke my chest down for a moment because I don't seem to be in an irrevocable situation.

But what was told was still shocking.

"That's the end of the story."

"No, no, no, no. It doesn't mean it's over."

I knew the second prince, Theodore, had made contact with Lieche that day.

I thought Oliver was suspicious of the letter from Liesche sent shortly afterwards. Arnold said he would respond, but it's not hard to imagine 'intact' happening after that.

(But why the hell would you do that again... Did you seek restraint on His Highness, Theodore, by showing your affection for Master Lieche? Or Leishe for the example...... no, I don't think that's exactly it, though)

As an elderly man, as a squire, it's clear what Oliver needs to do.

"My you. Did you apologize to Lieche?

Arnold continues his work, ignoring Oliver.

"No matter how beautiful His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is, there are good and bad things to do. I don't know what you did, but you know exactly what you did around there?

"I know."

(... well, that's why you decided 'I won't see you for a while')

The sound of the pen doesn't stop moving. So I dared say it loudly.

"If you haven't made an apology, would you like me to make some arrangements instead"

……

"You'll hate me, behind the future"

"Oliver."

Oops, and Oliver mumbled.

Arnold tells pale as he turns the paperwork.

"That's what I did for it."

……

I wanted to sigh unexpectedly, but I enjoyed it.

"… this has been offered"

"Not at all. Number one, you're making a mistake."

So Arnold lays his eyes down again. From that look, I can't peek at his emotions.

"That's who I was forced to marry and bring in."

(... because I don't think that means they hate me more than they did...)

Anyway, Oliver knows.

That Arnold is trying to respect as much as he can about that girl he brought from the exotic.

(You must be taking care of it)

I've never seen this master break his heart so far against just one human being.

Arnold, when he's involved with Liesche, gives him a soft look, like he doesn't even know Oliver, who spent his boyhood with him.

(There are no precedents yet, such as you depositing your own Kingsguard knight with others. I've escorted a woman to a night club, I've danced the first song of special significance with someone)

Oliver shakes a jerk or something as he feels frightened.

(Mouth the dishes made by others without poisoning them. Nor are you, such as' working intact 'for the purpose of being hated in the first place. If you are you should be able to execute more efficient means......)

swallowed those words and sighed heavily.

Arnold punches his tongue, but makes him smile instead.

"I know, I don't want any more extra. Because I am your squire."

It is Oliver's belief that the role of his squire is to accomplish what the Lord wants.

So nothing is moving right now. Once commanded by him, until that day.

"Sometimes, Your Highness. I thought you should apologize."

"... you, it's time to really get out"

It didn't work that way.

Anyway, I still have a pile of work today.