The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"I didn't think Master Remilia would dare to invite you like this."

Sola cuts the wind and flies over Canaan.

I put it between all right and Sora's ears. Sora was in a good mood and lowered her altitude slightly.

"I wanted to have a little change of mood. Because I haven't had a chance to go out. I don't really want to leave Sola's walk to anyone, and I thought you might want to take a breath."

- There's no way you can rest on a dragon with Her Highness.

Alexander becomes an escort, and is that right?

"Then you're my escort. I want to know where Canaan is. You want to tell me?

"It's rough to be out-of-the-box, Master Remilia."

"Yes, because she's a princess."

I looked at the diagonal back chillily wondering if she would be angry, but Alexander only slightly raised the edge of his mouth.

You can't show me the real thing with some light mouth.

"Shouldn't you ask Lydia?

"She's going to be busy with Catagina."

You don't seem to want to show me what you want to see.

Alexander seemed troublesome but he responded to my request.

Facing the bay, the neighborhood where Uncle Canaan and the aristocratic wealthy live is in the middle of a city called Canaan, with separate houses of the national church and the wealthy in the north.

East-West says the common people connect houses and shops, and to the south there are poor districts.

Up to this point, it's roughly the same as I saw on the map.

"There are sights like Canaan in the south too...... can you see it?

"Yes."

When I gave the signal, Sola flew around her neck to the southern district.

The averaged stone path suddenly replaces the contour to mere dirt, the roof brings the rubble and colour closer, the discarded wood and debris are placed there, and only the density of the people increases.

The evenings visited go hand in hand, and I don't think that the dull coloured area that spreads fan-shaped is close to the beautiful Uncle Canaan I saw earlier......

Although there are poor people in the Wang capital too, Canaan could be worse.

I dropped my gaze on the building where people were lined up.

It's a precious white building with roofs and walls. The old man standing posturing at the entrance seemed to be distributing something to the people.

In my ear, a tall child's voice sounded.

You noticed what Sola looked like. Point at us. The cursory, risen adults look at us and whisper.

"I've been found. Raise your altitude."

"... ok"

Nod in a sharp voice and I ask Sola.

When I looked down again to see what was going on in the city - that...

"What's wrong?

"No."

I think there was a young man with green eyes, but is that a phantom?

When I was close to the bay, Alexander urged me.

"It will be dark now, shall we go back?"

"Though I also wanted to fly near the National Church"

"That's even tomorrow. I'll show you around."

We asked Sola to come down to the terrace on the small tower near Uncle Canaan's castle.

- Once down from Sola, view the city. The city of Canaan, lit by the great sun, was as picturesque and lacking in realism.

"Alexander is familiar with the city of Canaan."

"Yes, I have stayed on a monthly basis several times"

"Yes... I also saw that there was a National Church building in a poor neighborhood"

Alexander snapped his neck.

"Was it Master Left?

"I wanted to enjoy the beautiful town of Canaan, but I was disappointed to be led to a poor neighborhood."

"For that, you're not surprised. You knew there was a poor neighborhood to the south, didn't you?

I was light and shrugged my shoulders.

Whenever Canaan's rulers changed, the ruling class was often chased down for their position. People deprived of their wealth and status flee into districts inhabited by many of the poor in the south and eventually become like cities.

"I call the garbage dump thing Garsh in Canaan's words. That's what they call that area."

"Garsh."

"Yeah. Gashna something from Garsh," he said.

Alexander explained to me.

"The size of Garsh has been reduced to half after Uncle Canaan took office. But Gashna herself doesn't want that district to disappear"

It's not like Zigmunt Lame didn't hit anything.

I hear he has rather given the inhabitants of the impoverished districts as much jobs as he can and has tried to keep them apart.

"I wonder why?

"- You don't know what's lost over there. Those who do not swear allegiance to Canaan's present lord are also prone to conceal themselves…"

Surely, even if the Westerners are mixed up in Garsh, they won't know.

"It's not just the Westerners - for example, if an unreachable person like me leaves you in the garsh, I can harm you without getting my hands dirty. It's a very convenient place in that sense. - You don't visit places like that by yourself, princess."

My mouth is smiling, but my sapphire eyes aren't smiling.

"It's not funny what the clergyman said, Alexander..."

"I don't know."

"I don't think you will. How dare you sneak up on me?"

"Oh, you seem to have my trust"

I laugh.

Alexander has nothing to gain by saying that he hurt me in front of the audience. At any rate, it would be easier to muster praise for him to plead guilty to me in front of a large number of anti-Vaza nobles.

Though I'm not sure what his position is.

"Is Alexander our escort on this trip?

"Instead of speaking of escorting the Duke and Lady Remilia…, the consultation with Canaan itself goes smoothly - I am lying down"

"What about Cleric Lydia?

Alexander happened for a moment, searching for words.

"I don't think Lydia is the same...... she has a verse that considers Master Catagina's escort to be her primary task"

The clergyman is a servant of the House of Vaza, a clan of God.

- That kind of thinking would be unacceptable to Alexander.

Katagina is in a strangely good mood, visiting Canaan, who is supposed to hate him, and smiling with the prince of a Westerner who is supposed to hate him. Lydia is always perfect for Catagina.

Take Lydia with you - Alexander feels like he's been watching Lydia all the time.

"Hey, Alexander. I thought I was taking a walk with you. I'd rather have a female cleric on my side than the lord."

"... didn't you mind?

"Yes, Vaza's protection is supposed to be better for Leto's blood muscles, but you're a little scary...... starting tomorrow, I think I'll ask Cleric Lydia - all on my aunt, it's sloppy! - What do you think?

Looking back and looking up at Alexander, he jumped up one eyebrow looking funny.

"- If, unwillingly, Master Remilia hates you, you will not be near your side... because then there will be no Lydia in the escort of Master Catagina..."

Alexander came aboard my invitation.

I smiled innocently.

"Well, exchange it! If only you could escort Catagina."