The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

Maiden games, the Rose Garden stage is a kingdom called Cardina.

Named after the rich earth, this country is rich in central, mountain-high northern, southern with a mixture of water damage and fertile earth. And it consists of a southwestern desert with an exotic border.

The heroine of the game, Her Majesty the Queen, is born as a successor who can be said to be almost the only one in that kingdom.

Mostly because the present dynasty has only a few decades of history.

The grandfather of the queen Francesca, who was famous for her superiority and a frontier ambassador protecting the north from interracial peoples, took over the previous dynasty, abolished it, and gave birth to a direct princess later.

The child is Beatrice, the former king.

Beatrice receives her son-in-law from the old royal family as her father, and Her Majesty (Francesca) is born.

However, it seems that the couple's friendship was cold as if it represented both houses.

Hence, only one heroine is the couple's child.

Furthermore, the human inheritance rights of the former royal family have been stripped because the first kings of the present dynasty have stipulated that they will only be allowed to inherit the throne in what draws the blood of the present dynasty.

However, the first generation was blessed only with Beatrice's children, except for the common son, who was given birth by a low-status woman who could also be called a side chamber.

So in this country, only Her Majesty the Queen has a legitimate heir to the throne, and Her Majesty must be accompanied by a man who, when his mother lays ill, will also support her politically.

Love is not the only thing.

I guess it's a situation like Toyotomi Hideyoshi's girl version if you say so by analogy.

To survive the Toyotomi regime, who would you marry the Great Five - like.

The first generation was obviously episodic like Hideyoshi. It could be conscious there.

That's right, the launch company is historical gay. I'm more of a historical geek than a gamer in my previous life, and I was doing it with a scratch.

If the meter shakes out too much in love, he'll get his legs ripped off, and the old royal family will leave him at the end of it. Daily behavior patterns also have to be chosen from politics, economics, romance, etc.

Um, trouble.

And "I".

Lady Karish, Remilia Karol Vaza is not a man of the present dynasty, even though he is royal.

He is the granddaughter of the former royal family, the late former royal prince, and Mateusz. For the old institutional side, those cousins of Remilia are the rightful royal family.

It's about wanting to grab it as a flag.

Besides, Remilia is a person with a tight personality, but one way or the other a dignified effort.

Believe the old system is great and aim to restore it on a hiatus. I have the pride of being the daughter of the main house, and if the world is the world, I am the queen! Because I have the intense feeling that, well, the hit on heroin is tough.

As far as I'm concerned, why don't you be under Her Majesty's command and use your abilities for the good of your country? Thought so. It seems like the thought of being royal, was the only place she was based, and I guess not.

"We have justice."

Like that.

"Let me correct the false history"

That's quite a lot of names. To the habit of villains.

But even if there is legitimacy in the old royal family, it is not popular with the people.

Whatever, it's a clan that has been monopolizing wealth for years, and a cause that exhausted the country with electorate, prodigy and recklessness.

As the queen's world stabilizes, their surroundings depart and are betrayed by their supporters as well. The territory is confiscated, the clan is separated. Natural disasters can occur in the territory. I don't have any luck, Remilia.

When Remilia is also terrible, she is executed (Chancellor Route), and when she is in the main cap, she chooses to commit suicide, even at the normal end, she is stripped of her identity and disappears into the darkness, alone.

Oh, ruthless.

And why are you being reborn into such a diminutive villain, me...

Well.

In a bed with a canopy, counting the number of flowers painted overhead, "I," Miss Remilia, ten years old, was distressed.

Whether it was from a falling shock or because the memory of my previous life couldn't get into my brain again, I went straight to bed with a high fever.

That day, the day I went out with Miss Azel, my tutor, and I was in an accident, it was Singh, a boy who drew Dragon blood that helped me.

Born as complicated as Remilia, this boy is now Her Majesty the Queen of Heroin at the Royal Palace (now Her Royal Highness the Princess!) and nurtured together.

Apparently he happened to be flying in the dragon with his eyewitness, Vincent.

(Dragon, I've never tried that close! It was beautiful. Ugh, I want to ride too)

He noticed a carriage blasting down a mountain path and helped me.

Ugh, what a good man you are, even though you are on the side of the current dynasty!

In-game smashing man, Master Singh, said he carried me down, my hipster and even a tutor to the mansion.

Woohoo, why did you let go of consciousness, me?

Like a gem, I would have liked to worship Shin's different left and right colored eyes up close.

I never thanked my daughter's benefactor for her life (and I overheard Azel talking to the samurai doctor), nor did she stick to my family, and Singh said she was on her way home with Vincent.

No matter how hostile you are, I'm very sorry to hear that you're an impolite family, including me.

Regardless of who Sin is, Vincent may have been mad, but I can imagine that. Later Prime Minister, Vincent hates to spit on the old royal mortal.

If Sin wasn't on his side, he must have pretended not to see Remilia fall on a cliff.

Uh, but that one yesterday might be the beginning of the main cap bad route, commonly known as the "Remiliare Route".

The horse is drugged and Remilia is assassinated.

Remilia, who happens to be helped by a passing sin and preached, feels humiliated and punches him in the cheek.

(You dirty orphan, don't touch me!

What a voter idea.

And how disrespectful to the benefactor of life, Remilia.

Sin smiled bitterly and forgave me, but I'm unforgivable.

But the truth is, Remilia has been distracted by the events.

Only he treats sadly beautifully shaped interracials, but also Remilia, who treats everyone like a swelling, equally and sometimes gently.

Lemiglia secretly lets him distract himself like that, and every time he tries to think about it.

But Blunt Singh doesn't notice the movement of her mind, and she easily steps into her heart. But the only thing Sin loves is His Majesty.

Ugh. Cruel.

Uh, that smile is cute. I hate Remilia Route, but that smile looks like it.

And when I thought about it, I tilted my neck.

Remilia route.

Lemiria's uncle, who plotted the rebellion, abducts Singh, who became the queen's fiancé, to temporarily drug her.

And the defeat of the old royal family thickened and my husband (!) Lemiria, who also lost her, prepared to die and abandoned herself, went to him unconscious before and after, forcing her to accomplish many years of thoughts.

I can't force it, absolutely.

(I like Master Singh though. I don't like it. Drug addiction also forces me to think of myself as the man I like, let alone leave my kids and the suicide end is a bit)

Three days and three nights, the fever made me decide.

Let's not, the remilia route is evasive.

Honestly, a night with Sin, who was disturbed by ecstasy and super colorful, is a heart-catching erotic event (or operation, why did you put such stills of villains and main heroes as perks...?), I don't want to die a pathetic way.

In the first place, I am your majesty and Sinn.

Those stills that finally got me through my thoughts when the two of us couldn't be shy and honest!! I want to see that!!

Why, ha.

But at the first event, Sin, what did you call me, and I blew a bubble and I fell down. I'm not even flat-handed.

Has the flag broken, which was bitterly laughed at by Sin as a princess of high temper and prompted Vincent to disgust me?

Remilia's behavior at this time also enters the royal ear, and immediately after the ball Remilia's parents are forced to apologize to the current queen and Singh.

Later on, that leaves a great deal to be desired.

Remilia didn't work disrespect, but as far as Azel's concerned, it looks like your mother got rid of both of them there, too.

It's not good.

I organize my memories with heat. And I swore.

Let's not, villain.

Let's give up, first love.

Let's get back on our feet, parents.

I was reborn because of my memory. If I can, I want to pioneer a remilia route that lives happily ever after, without falling.

I was so determined, I woke up half-body.

"Miss Azel!

Calling in a plundered voice, Azel flew in.

"Well, lady! You woke up. Good morning!!

Azel shook my hand gladly at all the crying.

(Oh, you'll be happy? Yeah, right. If I die, I'm sorry about you.)

In my head, Remilian thinking talks.

I can't help but taste it.

Remilia, you're a disgusting girl, and Azel is just a tutor and not sworn allegiance to Remilia. He said he was more concerned about his own preservation than about the life and death of a high and chronic employer.

I'd rather get into a house commotion, and as sorry as I am, I have to tell you, right? I sighed at the inconsolidated thought.

"I'm sorry. I wonder how long I've slept."

It's three days, ma'am.

Azel change clothes? And he asked me, so I nodded. At the same time, I ask you to bring me a note.

A note? And to Azel, who looked strange, I leaned down softly. Are you just sleepy even if I do? It's a trick, but a girl as beautiful as Remilia would do it, maybe.

"Was it Lord Singh and Lord Vincent who helped us? Did your mothers thank you properly?

To my sad questioning, Azel is in a rubbed voice, but of course she is! and nodded.

You're a lousy liar. I'm an animated voice tutor.

But Miss Azel, I was dreaming that you were talking to Dr. Sabian.

It's on Azel's face, it says.

I told you, Mr. Azel. I remember a conversation I heard in my dreams between Azel and Dr. Sabia.

'It can't be. Even though Master Singh and Master Yunker helped the lady! It's like without thanking me, I can't believe I'm pushing you back! How rude.'

"Shh, Miss Azel. Don't say anything rare."

'Though!... isn't it usually polite to at least thank the Lord himself'

I open my eyes thinking that the animated voice, it seriously kinks - it gives me a headache.

To sum up Azel's story,

-The response was made by a butler.

-Thank you from the butler.

-Like it was your mother's instructions.

-The two went back muddy.

That seems to have been the case.

I wonder what this would be like if it were sprayed to the royal palace.

And the Rose Mad Father, who was supposed to be at home, thought he hadn't even come to see Musume's face.

"Or, lightly, forgive me, Lady Remilia"

Azel is educated and knowledgeable, but she has a light mouth. Why are you doing Remilia's side?

Well, at the end of the day I hated Remilia and such from the beginning! That's what I was betraying you for.

I laughed and showed my elderly (I would be over thirty if I combined plus remilia in my previous life) at my leisure.

"It's fine. You're right."

"Dear Remilia,"

Azel looks at me suspiciously. That's right. If it's the usual Remilia, it's going to cram a thin azel of mouth-watering loyalty.

"But I, I don't want to remain impolite. But thanks to the watch, your mother will be angry..."

What, and make me cry.

Overlapping Azel's hand with that of a white fish, he stared into her eyes.

"I'll write you a thank you letter. You're kind to the chief, aren't you?

So when she asked me to give it to her via it, Azel breathed.

"Why do you know that?"

Azel tells me she's hiding something, and she's a little bit of a wolf.

Nothing. The chief lady is neutral to the old and new royalty, so it's not a bad thing to be kind. But I guess I didn't really want them to know.

I think I'd be sick of getting along with people from the Royal Palace at Remilia's home.

I laughed and tilted my neck (which I couldn't say was the knowledge of the game), "There are many things I know too."

"I'll write to you with all my heart, so why don't you ask me to give it to you sneaky?"

Azel thought a little and then nodded that it seemed like it.

In the end, I wrote two letters.

Sin and - not Vincent.

The minute he found out it was a letter from me, he was going to burn it.

That makes no sense, so I'll write to Sir Yunker, Vincent's adoptive father.

Says, thanks for the help.

Because of the high fever, I'm sorry I'm late to say thank you.

I would like to thank you in advance, but there are circumstances in which I cannot thank you for the table, so please write to me first.

Is it a little stiff for a ten-year-old to write? I thought, well, okay.

All I need to do is smack and break the flag that the Duke of Kalish family is about to stand up to right now, full of royal palace authority.

I wish you would forgive me, Master Yunker may be dying to make this a problem and add difficulty to the Vaza family, but if the letter came, I wouldn't be blamed too publicly.

Let Azel read the letter and take a copy, she left the room in a hurry.

I lay myself in bed again, looking at Azel's strangely touching side.

Azel has a light mouth.

That's already fuzzy.

I'm not a bad person, but there's a place where rumors live in staples.

So I'm sure he'll talk about the address and contents of the letter here alone, in that often sounding voice.

Already, the story of Remilia being helped by Sin would have been passed on to some deaf faces, but would be followed by a spread of stories saying that Satomi and the famous Miss Remilia thanked her parents for their disobedience.

Whether informal or not, the old royal people apologized for their disrespect, so the royal palace doesn't make the problem any bigger, either, it shouldn't.

I hope so, so I closed my eyes.

I was wondering if I'd be careful.

There was something funny about it, but that was the limit for me when I got sick.

A dragging drowsiness spreads from the back of his head.

First, let's go to bed.

I need to turn down the heat before I think about it.