The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

Of course my grandfather Count Kaminski was at today's festival.

Although full powers on the Cardina side of the peace negotiations were held by the lord of the disputed land (Canaan), I have heard that, nominally as its auxiliary, it was mainly my grandfather who put the negotiations together.

My grandfather, who summed up the will of the moderates, said that negotiations were under way.

- In the first place, Zigmunt Lame should be more than the military. You should have wanted to engage Tice......

My grandfather smiled as frantically as usual and was surrounded by people.

He approached me with a smile when he noticed me being taken by Alexander while he was colluding with the people around him.

"Dear Remilia, how are you feeling?"

"... Fine, Grandfather"

Alexander looks at the escorts around his grandfather and takes a step back with my hands off.

Dominic looked at me with a faint smile and, for him, Alexander with a swordswallowing gaze.

"... there seems to be more of you escorting the Count's house. Isn't Alexander okay to go back now?

Alexander looked at me with his emotionless eyes and made sure I wouldn't stop, then he thanked me politely.

"Alexander......"

He called out to my back, leaving without looking at me.

He waits for my word when he turns around.

An unnatural silence lasted for a few seconds, but I can't say what I cared about.

"… may you have the blessing of the Spring Goddess"

"Thank you, Lady Remilia,"

Exchange greetings as per model.

I remember what Alexander said earlier.

Alexander, who corrected his collar and hid his collar under his clothes again, turned a beautiful smile at me.

I watched his neck silently without being able to say anything.

The king of Vaza has ordained an evil custom…. Put a collar on a human?

Terrible thing, I think, in the corner of my head, I also learned to rebel.

I don't know the last king of Vaza.

- I've never even met him, I can't believe such a person decided...

"It's not Lady Remilia's fault."

As if you had read my mind, Alexander said with a grin pasted.

There's nothing wrong with being sick.

But Alexander's eyes, which I said, are pale and beautiful, shaking like flames.

"I find strange the temple psychics who revere the Vazas who have worn our collars... even those who say proudly that they have worn them."

Pale eyes stared at the distance.

There was Alexander's aunt, Lydia, a psychic, just like him, and the Canaan uncle Zigmunt Lame.

Plus, behind it, Aunt Catagina.

That's a thumbnail. of the distorted, relational of the Genius and Vaza clan….

"... can't you take the collar off"

Alexander laughed, fu, at my question.

"I only know how to disarm the clergyman... but only one in the past. I know someone who took the collar off on his own."

"... the person, how?

Alexander looked ridiculous, smiling.

"- I didn't know I was an oligarchy. Wouldn't it be nice if Lady Remilia could hear it in person? - Even though she doesn't have a collar because of it, she still has it in Vaza?"

That's what...

Listen to me, I'm gonna keep my mouth shut.

Zigmunt Lame's words come to life unexpectedly.

Has Zigmunt Lame ever cursed anyone before by analogy to a dog......

"Um, Wild Dog -"

"If you put a collar on it and lower it to the National Church,"

Alexander is.

For some reason, I always seemed to be aware of "him".

He also said that dragon mixing would be "protected" by the National Church.

Lucky for the dragon tribe mix that escaped it......

Wild dog. No collar......

The collar was removed. Dragon tribe, mixed.

Stannis......!

"That's it. Alexander Leto"

Dominic's voice blocked my thinking.

"I don't have a family name, Lord Dominic Kirchner"

"... if you serve God without a family name, you shouldn't say things that offend your wife in prison! Besides, let me tell you something that has nothing to do with Remilia."

"... it's irrelevant."

"For one thing, it has nothing to do with your daughter. If you mourn your misadventure, you should speak to the Church of the Nation - Your Highness!

I stopped Alexander with a strong tone that Dominic didn't always have.

Alexander grabbed his mouth quietly and bowed his head all the way to disrespect... I shook my head.

"No,... Fine. Let's go."

Speaking in a vain voice, led by Alexander...... now, to this day.

When I dropped off Alexander leaving, my grandfather picked up all kinds of food and drinks for me and from hand to hand.

The Count is gentle with Lady Remilia, a civilian laughs.

"That's right! Anyway, she's the cutest little girl in the world."

My grandfather laughed, glanced at Dominic and invited me to sit on the bench.

"... did you have anything to worry about?

My grandfather's brown eyes are gently looking at me.

My grandfather will soon find out that I am not well. Something Alexander would have said to me.

If I tell you about Alexander's attitude earlier, I'm sure Alexander will never come near me again.

My grandfather did, I should arrange it.

... Grandfather, why is the National Church psychic wearing a collar?

... Is it true that the king of Vaza started it?

Why hasn't Her Majesty repealed the evil laws?

Why am I being blamed by Alexander?

- Was Stannis wearing a collar?

Like, a dog.

Does Stannis really resent us, too?

I almost opened my mouth...... I stopped.

My grandfather will surely comfort me gently. My father and Stannis will surely give me peace of mind by choosing the words I want.

If I did that, I felt like I shouldn't. Now.

Because I don't know anything.

What the Vaza dynasty did. What the clan is doing, or... "didn't".

I expose all the entrustments of my present mind because I felt like I was going to keep the opportunity to know them away from me.

I shook my head.

"I got tired today because I had a lot of ideas"

"What's all this?

"... His Highness Francesca was very beautiful today. It's always beautiful, but all the time today.... but some said I should have played Spring Goddess... because I'm Vaza's daughter. And if you don't."

My grandfather did, and I narrowed my eyes.

"Which one do you think I should... because it's a spring festival"

But I saw my grandfather.

"I'm sure some people don't. - Everyone has their reasons -"

My grandfather smiled as he stared back at me.

"… would you like to know what everyone thinks"

"Yes."

"Knowing is a good thing. But."

Just a little bit my grandfather will be the face of "Count Kaminski".

"Don't think of it as leaning against everyone's heart, etc. People's minds are one. Two hands. There are only a few things you can hold and connect to. To be distracted by everything you see - is the same thing that does nothing. There are few things to choose from - be sure to choose what is important to you, Remilia."

"Yes... Grandfather"

I snorted.

I broke up with my grandfather and Dominic drove me to the carriage.

Dominic cared for me and apologized many times. Dominic laughs bitterly even though it's not bad.

"... nothing to worry about. Alexander's is a good place for rebellion."

I looked up at Dominic and couldn't help but laugh.

"It was strange. Why do you always feel hostile from Alexander? - Make the grounds right, or not, and I'm glad to know why you don't like me. I couldn't say anything back to Alexander. Because if what he's saying is right or not... I don't know anything. One day I'll know exactly what Alexander said, and if I don't think it's right, I'm going to argue it.... think about what he should do if he's right..."

"Dear Remilia..."

"So don't tell your father or your grandfather about today, okay? I'm sure my grandfather will be stuffed by Dominic..."

Dominic snorted at me, clapping his shoulders, but in the end, I get it, he nodded.

On the way for the two of us to the carriage, we found the face we found out about, and I looked up.

"Vincent! Are you here?"

Vincent Yunker smiled at Dominic.

"I can't go to the festival. Sin was out, so here, I was just waiting for that return. Remilia is in a good mood."

"And Vincent."

As Vincent and Dominic are exchanging words, a high-ranking official finds Dominic and comes closer.

Dominic is the one of the clan, and he smiles and introduces me.

He nicely named me, too, and he said he talked to Dominic, so I encouraged him.

"Thank you very much, Dominic, for today. Tausik's back, so it's okay."

Taushik, who had arrived at a distance from earlier, was approaching the audible position of his voice.

Dominic looked at me carelessly, but looked at my impossible smile and nodded, OK.

"Look at the fold and say hello"

"I look forward to it."

I dropped off Dominic and I sighed.

You've made me take extra care of you. Tausik, the knight of our bald head, follows me to the carriage.

Vincent left one of us behind.

"Dear Remilia,"

…… Can I help you?

"... I've been waiting for you too"

"Me?

Vincent went out of his way, I wonder what. Vincent gave me the package while worrying about Tausik, who was pointing his high-pressure gaze at him on the top of the Buddha.

…… What's this? "

"Handkerchief, I'll give it back. Thank you very much one day."

Tilt my neck for something... I remember.

Vincent helped me get my hair tangled up in the rose garden and hurt my fingers...

So I lent him a handkerchief.

"... you had it for me? I thought you threw it away."

"I didn't throw it away. Nice embroidery. My needle in the house complimented me. Yes."

I received a handkerchief and broke my mouth.

The loan came back.... and thank you.

I'm glad to hear that.

Even if Vincent doesn't like me.

... Am I able to create some sort of relationship with him? I see it in nightmares, not like fate.

I smiled.

"Thanks for taking the time to clean up"

"I just returned what I borrowed..., no thanks needed"

Vincent clasped his shoulders with his likeness of connivance and proceeded towards Dominic's departure.

I am.

Hey, I wanted to ask.

... Why doesn't Vincent like us?

Why do you hate Vaza?

What did my family... do to you?

... Like Alexander, you don't even like me?

I wanted to ask, but I ended up looking at his back without being able to say anything.

"Ma'am, what is the youth of the National Church...?

I heard Tausik cared for me, who was clearly not well.

I shake my head, I have nothing.

When I got to the carriage, Stannis, as usual - the Vaza family squire greeted me with a smile.

Father, as usual, would be drunk on people and relaxed in the carriage.

"Lady, welcome home"

"Yeah! I'm home"

I saw Stannis' throat - of course, there was nothing there -.

One day, even if you ask Stannis about the collar - it's not now.

"Let's go home"

I was prompted with a smile and I returned the same to him.