The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

When we finished our training, your grandfather - Count Kaminski - arrived. Stannis is with us.

"Grandfather! Stannis!"

"How about training, Master Remilia? Was it busy?

My grandfather's eyes laugh mischievously under a hat worn deep in his eyes.

They might have heard you scream or something about how this looks.

But I'm different today!

That's not all!

"I could have let Hannah walk alone today. Hey Hannah!?

Nodding, looking back at Hannah in prayer, the red-eyed dragon rubbed his face against me in a way that looked at me with a merciful gaze and said, OK.

I think Stannis has been looking at pity for "what are you going to do with the dragon asking for his consent..." but it's my fault, I'm sure.

Sora is in a good mood, jumping from me to her mother's back.

"Look, grandfather! So is Hannah and Sola! You've improved, he says!

"... Sin behind you, there you are..."

Besides, the acquaintance Isaac.

When I glanced half-eyed, Isaac clutched his hands behind him and stuck them sideways.

"... alone, he was circling the training ground. Lord Singh was just watching without a hand behind him."

Vincent Yunker smiled bitterly and reported it to my grandfather, so I snorted with a full grin.

My grandfather broke his face.

"That's fantastic!

"Not really, a significant improvement, though,"

"It's okay to slow down, Master Remilia. All you have to do is step on one foot at a time as far as you can. We just have to move forward at any speed, right? No rush."

He told me to tell him, and I nodded, yes, to a special victory.

My grandfather and Stannis invited me to the table so I walk out.

Vincent and Isaac started having conversations behind my back, so I wouldn't even listen.

"The Count's words hurt my ears."

"Hmm? What?

"No, you've been retracing dragon training lately because you don't like it, I'm just reflecting... It's hard because animals move by instinct."

"- Henrik's going to improve faster than Vince."

"............... he's just as good as Singh. I ride with instinct, not rationality... good luck."

Vincent said in a tone that seemed to punch his tongue, and Isaac laughed with pleasure.

"Master Yunker, you should do a few things, right? Are you coming to train us?

"... unless I disturb you"

"Anytime, go ahead"

Isaac's conversation with Vincent is good.

Kind of reciprocal.

Isaac doesn't hesitate against anyone, but he doesn't really mean it. But Vincent, the other guy, he has the impression that he's talking in vegetables.

Vincent, for the most part, feels polite not to step in against anyone, but Isaac has a point, doesn't he?

I really feel more like a "brother" to Singh than a friend...... You sound weak against Isaac.

"- Not everyone can ride like Zach or Valevski... but I want to be able to keep my face at a minimum"

I stopped walking.

Take a glimpse of the two behind you and take three steps back on foot.

You two, yeah? and suddenly looked at me side by side.

Vincent Yunker cleverly raises one eyebrow.

"Make a strange move...... how can I help you? Master Remilia?

"... maybe I'll improve faster than Vincent!?

Sora flies over my head, cue! and rang.

My dragon seems to agree with me.

Vincent narrowed his emerald eyes and laughed with his nose.

"- That's, I have to rush, too, haha"

Ku, bar reading......

Sora jumped over my head and sounded queer.

"Remilia, Sola says, 'It's dangerous if you're in good shape, Remilia'..."

Fly away from me as Sora agrees and sit tight on Isaac's shoulder.

I blinked my empty eyes and looked at me and sounded queer, queer, queer, longer with a serious face......

Oh, is that it? Kind of being told?

"Look, your dragon encourages tunnels, too, Remilia. It's gonna fall. 'Cause."

"Chi, no! You're not, are you? Sola."

"Queue............"

Huh!? What, that silence. Shards laughed as Isaac stroked Sola as I was in shock.

"- But you're getting better at it. Isn't that great?"

With black bright eyes, he smiles and I'm caught laughing too.

"Sin and I - we can't go through this forever, so hopefully by then Remilia will be alone and able to run on the dragon. I'm sure my master or brother Dominic will tell me... but I hope I take over after I'm relieved."

"You did," I dropped my shoulder to Isaac's words.

Next fall, neither Isaac, Vincent nor Singh will come to this mansion. And Henrik, too.

Because all four of them are in college - or going to military school.

"I'm going to miss you..."

Speaking of which I "play" do you want to stroll around the mansion alone or fight with Henrik? Or something that was so inviting to the old royal parental mansion that it overheard far-fetched compliments.

Playing with the three of us was... fun.

That time is over.

The chances of seeing everyone who went to school would be much less. And I - and I sighed heavily.

I have to decide the future in my limited options, glittering with the engagement story that comes out "as the weather talks" as Father put it. Not so many things Cardina's aristocratic daughter can do.

Marry, or else you will surrender to the Church of the Nation and devote your whole life to God and your country.

(If the Vazas don't die, though)

"Marianne and Her Royal Highness Francesca are waiting for Remilia at the Royal Palace again."

It reminds me of a dark future for a long time and makes me gloomy.

I said, remembering Francesca, as Isaac comforted me with his disappointment.

"His Royal Highness also said... to Cardina that there are too few opportunities for girls' education. I'm - blessed, but like everyone else if I could, I would have liked to go to school..."

Some schools educate girls, one.

But the school that requests tutoring of noble children, means strongly, not where the daughter of the house with the title goes.

Isaac and Vincent looked at each other unexpectedly, in the way they said.

"Did you want to study something?

Vincent asked, so I bent my mouth a little.

"- I don't know what you want to be, but you want to go, don't you? - While you're going to college, with a lot of knowledge, you can think of that, right? I envy you."

"............ I see"

Vincent smiled bitterly.

"Although I'm going to be taught a lot by my tutor - if Vincent becomes prime minister, will you also admit women to college?

- Vincent, the future prime minister. There too, I wonder if you could reform it.

Indeed, on the Isaac Route in Rose Garden, the Queen (...) Francesca focused on the development of girls' education in support of King Isaac's reign - and so on.

As I figured it out, the pigeon tapped the bean cannon! Vincent looks at me with a face like that.

"Something?

"No... I'm the prime minister... you won't be able to. Unlike the title, it's not hereditary."

I thought, yes.

Oh well.

I'm not uncomfortable with the knowledge of the game as it should be, but there seems to be a lot of harm to young people and Vincent, whose father is a civilian native, to be prime minister.

And so far, Sir Yunker has succeeded his wife, Mrs. Elizabeth's home, by special measures, a Viscount.

With the knowledge I know, Sir Yunker was an Earl at the time of Francesca's reign, so I guess he will make his birth somewhere - with merit.

Um, when is that?

"Vincent may not be able to be Lord Yunker's next prime minister - but I was wondering if it's going to happen sooner or later - and you're not going for it?

I blinked my eyes, and listened.

Vincent was stuck in words - and I shook my head like I was in trouble.

"… of the country, I would like to be of service…, but the Chancellor is not aiming"

"You can go for it."

I'll snort too because Isaac said it gently. Vincent mocked himself.

"I think it's hard for me to be an exotic (...)"

That, masochistic.

Isaac tried to say something and I leaned my neck a little.

"I know how to shut up people who call Vincent an exotic."

Vincent looked at me with a slightly uncomfortable eyebrow root.

"... I know that. If I'm right..."

To the honorable answer, I turned sideways against Huhun and Jaw.

"Don't shut up when you do that."

Isaac and Vincent face to face.

"So what do I do?

I laughed at Stannis as I remembered him.

"It's easy. You can dye Vincent's dark hair blonde."

".................. what?

"Kinki"

They were stunned by my suggestion.

What is it, those eyes? Listen to me till the end!

"Because I didn't say it without thinking! The Lord God of our Church is the dragon, isn't he? Her hair is rich in gold and her eyes are like jewels. That skin is brown, right?

"Well, yeah"

"If we laugh at Vincent, who looks the same, we will despise the Lord, won't we?... to the loud people, do you not have faith hearts that my appearance is the grace of God? You know, if you say so properly."

Isaac laughed, haha, and Vincent was even more frightened.

"I feel like a tricky slacker... and it's disgusting"

"Because those who say this about appearance will never repent. It's no use caring."

Vincent turns his doubtful gaze to me outraged, and Isaac hears, "I think I need Master Catagina." Vincent was convinced and nodded.

Yeah, yeah.

Scattered today, they complained and hurt me -...!

One day, I want that Aunt Catagina to say "I'm sorry" and reflect on me.

"Sure, it might just be useless to care - I won't change the color of my hair... grace. I see. I'll do what I think. Thanks."

"I'm glad you're feeling better - thank you, if Vincent becomes Chancellor, will you keep me in college?

"- That's already, exceptionally. Happy to."

Couscous and Vincent laughed rarely, so I'm relieved

"There's someone who wanted me to hear the conversation."

Isaac laughed a little and looked at Henrik in the distance, so I stifled my body.

Even if it sounds great, I'm not influenced by Henrik alone.

I'm sorry all at once, but Vincent laughed calmly - invincibly.

"I don't mind if you don't repent. Because it's more fun to remind you that you're no match for the exotic (...)"

Oh, from the top of it, you look like a glaring sideline, a cold-blooded prime minister.

Put aside, staring at Vincent's back as he walked to the table, I pulled Isaac's sleeve next door.

"Vincent is also a little bit aware of Henrik... yes, unexpectedly..."

"Well, because it contrasts. It's funny how we both look at each other, huh?

Isaac gave me Sola back with a bad grin on his shoulder.

"Sola,... are you not connected to the chain?

"The baron said not to connect..."

Are you glad we're connected?

I'm whimpering about when I'm going to run away because I'm going to fly through your garden at will, actually. To me perplexed, Isaac smiled bitterly.

"No, no, listen to your father in half. Dragon claws hurt when they get caught for real. I knew we were all connected once in a while... but hey, glad, I guess. Thank you, take care of me."

Eh, and Isaac seemed happy, so I laughed back.

"Even if you enroll in school, come visit me once in a while, okay?

"That's, - of course. If the Duke will forgive me."

Stannis came to call us when we almost smiled and the tea was ready.