The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"- Is it time to help Vince?

…… Right. "

To Isaac's point I saw Camilla and Vincent playing with the kids.

Sora is chewing Vincent's hair sweetly. Sora likes to bite her hair with expressions of affection... hairy?

My dragon is in the mood for singing with two kids on his back.

"Cuckoo Cuckoo" (Kobun taxan fueta! Mottefrog!)

"Sola, no. If I bite your hair!

"Cuckoo!!" (Sora, hamham hamski. Yamenai)

"Look, we have to leave"

"Queue" (... Hi)

When I said it again, Sola gave up and let go of Vincent's hair.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My hair..."

"It's okay. Al and - Sin's partner do it a lot, I'm used to it"

"But hair..."

Vincent waved, hoping I could lend him a handkerchief.

'Cause I often borrow a handkerchief from you.

"Huh?"

"Nothing"

Cleric Jenna approached us as she grinned bitterly.

"There's a water field, please"

"Don't hesitate to borrow it"

I accidentally follow Vincent as he thanks Jenna and advances her legs. Vincent washed it thoroughly when he brewed water in the bucket. Surprisingly luxurious, Vincent... I looked seriously at him squeezing his wet black hair in the water.

"Vincent is a habit."

"Yeah?"

'Cause it's curly.'

Vincent wrinkled his nose a little nasty.

- I have a little habit.

"Oh, that's so cute."

"Kawah..."

Vincent looked really disgusted when I complimented him. Oh, my God, I'm praising you. Hate The Great King snorted at Hun.

"- I don't think that's what a lady would say to a man."

"Oh, so Vincent thought I was a lady, huh? Glad to hear it."

"It's a general theory, not about you."

Rude. When I tried to argue, a brunette girl with short hair showed up and offered Vincent a cloth.

"Thank you"

――――

The girl, with her hair shortened as if she were a man, gave us no expression and wrote a pattern in the air with some finger and dropped graciously. I don't think they're any different from me when I was old.

"... silent, trainee"

"Yep. I was here a month ago..."

Typically, it takes training from childhood to become a cleric of the National Church. Because the National Church gathers blood muscle children who are likely to become clerics before they reach the age of twelve. Apart from that, they call a trainee what aspires to be a cleric of the National Church after fifteen under various circumstances. They are required to spend a year after entering the Church of the Nation, silent in front of an outside human being. Even within the Church of the Nation, silence is considered good unless it is required?

What an irrational system! I thought... the National Church seems to have a lot of secrets, too. You may be afraid of leaking information. But almost silent for a year. Ah.

"You're not going to stand for me, not for a year..."

Vincent said as he wiped his hair.

"... I bet you do"

"... I'm sure it's hard and crying that Vincent can't even say he hates it for a year"

When we smiled amicably with a smile, Isaac and Cleric Jenna came. Tia, a young girl, came as she clung to Isaac's leg. Apparently, the people-familiar Tia completely allowed Isaac to have a heart for his brother. It took me half a year. You're gonna be jealous!

"Remilia, it's time for me and Vincent to go back, but where are the Remilias?

"Well, it's time to go home..."

"Hey, are you coming back?

"Yeah, I'll be back next month, Tia"

Cleric Jenna held her up as Tia soaked up and her eyes began to moisten. Invite an earlier trainee who was holding back a short distance from us.

"Come on, Tia - let's go home with me"

"Mmm."

"You're a good girl - Stella, Tia, please."

They say the trainee's name is Stella. She kept the young girl from Jenna cleric silently. She is tall and disappointed. She lay her eyes down as I looked at her for nothing... I don't know, I might have looked at it indiscreetly.

"Is it unusual for a trainee to be in an orphanage? Cleric Jenna."

"Oh, Stella is also helping until this month... she's going back to Cézan next month..., she seems to be the daughter of a wealthy house, but she joined the National Church about six months ago because she wants to offer herself to God. I won't allow it unless it's really a certainty of identity, but Alexander said to allow it..."

Will that girl be with Alexander if she returns to the home of the National Church, Cézan? I say, hey. Isaac made a terrible prank and asked Cleric Jenna.

"Assistant Chief Cleric, you call me by name."

Cleric Jenna put her hand on her mouth with Ala, a somewhat oddly stubborn trick.

"Dear Alexander, I was going to call you, hehe. I've known it since I was a child."

Cleric Jenna smiled and misled. Although Cleric Jenna is a gentle man, sometimes she puts poison on her tongue. Shall I ask you what you think of Alexander next time? If Alexander... still hates Vaza and is willing to do harm to me and my family, I want to explore the means to counter it.

"Speaking of Alexander..."

Vincent came to speak to me behind the walk as Isaac and Cleric Jenna spoke.

"He wants to invite Master Remilia of the Vaza family?

"... come on, I hear rumors..."

I blurted out. Finally, I ask.

"For example, if I asked Alexander to play the part of my social debut......, is anyone in trouble?

"Who is it?"

"Dear Yunker... Father of"

When I looked at Vincent on the side, he grinned bitterly.

"I don't know... I don't think I'll have that much trouble... but it's not my father's thoughts, it's just a personal interest... I don't think I personally recommend dealing with him."

"Why?"

"Alexander... because he looks cool and doesn't know what he's thinking"

"I see."

"... I thought you were close to him, but you're not?

I shook my head, Camilla, ready for Sola's ride. You can talk to me about Julius, but I'm not close to him.

... It was Alexander who gave his father the poison cup in his nightmare. So some say I don't really trust you. I just shook my head and didn't dwell on Vincent. I don't like it because I was hostile in the game, I can't tell you.

"Remilia, are you leaving already?

"Well, I'll be here next month."

"Uh, leave the dragon!

"Oh, no. Sora is my dragon."

I said goodbye to the children who would spare no farewell to Sora rather than me, and I also said goodbye to the Isaacs.

"Again! Now I'm going to Your Highness's salon, so I'll see you then!

Me and Camilla crossed Sola and jumped up into the air. The two of them gently raise their hands and drop me off. Nice to see you unexpectedly.

Back at the mansion, I headed to the courtyard. Then I can still play with Sola.

On his return, he stared at the children and stroked Sora's neck, which was a remnant.

"I've got more friends, and I miss you, Sola. Shall we go play again?

"Queue......"

Sora looks a little sad. Okay, okay, and when I slapped him in the neck, Sora rarely roared and turned her gaze behind me.

"... Sola?

When I looked, there was an old man there. Behind him, Hilda, a middle-headed woman, stared at the old man with a troubled face.

"Zigmund! What's wrong?

"Dear Remilia, I am suddenly interrupting you. I'm sorry."

"Good though."

It is Jigmunt Lame, Count of Canaan territory on the border with Tice, the western country.

For what it's worth, I snapped my neck.