Remilia's tutor, Camilla, regretted her breadth and lamented her immaturity.

I think the eldest daughter of the Duke's family, Remilia Carol Vaza, is a very "untouched" lady as an aristocrat.

My hobbies are painting, growing various plants in greenhouses, and reading books. Occasional theatre viewing.

I also like to chat with my girlfriend.

In order to self-declare that I am not comfortable with dating, I enthusiastically go to condolences, and if invited by the noble mansion, I do my duty by visiting to an extent that I am not forced to do so.

He was a serious student (she seemed to like history and literature), although I can't deny he liked or disliked it somewhat when it came to studying.

But if you observe Remilia carefully, you will see that she is a good girl against the faces that draw a line in terms of intimacy with her and her own means of self-defense......

... I'm sweet on the lady.

Pity, I dropped my shoulder again not because I was lightly muddled by "dear good boy, Remilia of" and made a little escape with Cleric Alexander.

After that, he apologized to Remilia, who had bothered to visit Camilla's room.

The lady cares about me.

That must be because you recognize me not as an escort, but only as the 'Viscount Clef's Lady' of your father's friend.

I've served her for over five years.

Camilla was heartily disappointed by her lack of strength not to earn her trust as an escort.

If she had trusted Camilla, she would have been ordered to cooperate in advance, wanting a place to talk to Cleric Alexander.

Remilia didn't put Camilla in the choices from the beginning.

That's pity.

Remilia asked Camilla, who was quiet, then..., very hard to say.

Camilla needs your help.

"For me, is it?

"Yeah, Camilla might hate it..."

Camilla also rushes to eat down because Remilia is about to say "reluctant".

"Dear Remilia!

"Yes?"

Remilia seemed slightly surprised because of the momentum she gave her face. Camilla snuck her breath in, hoping to look as calm a woman as she could..., made a smile.

"Master Remilia, please don't ask me for anything. I'm not weak, but I want to do what Remilia wants."

Remilia clouded her expression a little as she seemed sorry, then seeped joy and took Camilla's hand.

"Thank you, Camilla"

"- Did you hear from Master Remilia?

When the Duke called him and hurried to his office, Stannis Saulet, who was a great distance from the door, raised his face. Nothing tells me he won't notice Camilla's signs even if he turns off his footsteps as much as he can.

"Yes, Master Saule"

I'll take care of it, but ask for it.

"Whatever. That's why I serve you."

Stannis opens the door, Camilla enters the office.

It was like an ice statue - and the beautiful Duke of Karish, who made others hold feelings unlike Canaan of the sweaty heat seeping through him, seemed to look out the window. When I try this, I feel something common in my tricks, although I am a parent and child that is not similar to Remilia.

When Camilla greeted her entering the room...... Duke of Karishu, Reschek Ruevito Vaza looked back slowly.

Bloodless white surfaces have uncluttered, watery eyes that characterize the Vazza clan, and the previously stretched golden hair is cut just above the shoulders.

The daughters of Wang Du were greatly sorry that the beautiful blonde hair of the Duke was cut at all costs... Less words "because I liked my wife," Lechek told Camilla's brother, Voichev Clev.

"Now that she's gone, I don't want to stretch anymore," he said.

"Remilia and Stannis told me about it."

"I have not fulfilled my duty satisfactorily, even though I was left to the protection of Her Highness the Duchess for this reason. There is no excuse, my lord."

"That's right."

Leshek said with an icy voice.

"... it's too late for anything to happen to my daughter. Instead of immature ex-enthusiasts, Lemiria's escort leaves it to a credible active cleric"

"Yes, my lord"

"Camilla, I will relieve you of your escort. Instead the clergy of the Church of the Nation, put Lydia beside Remilia"

"Yes, sir."

Reshek put his long fingers together in front of his face.

"Don't move Lydia to Remilia's escort... I'm worried about my sister's neighborhood (...). As you guard your neighborhood beside the Earl of Heltling. I tell Cleric Alexander. You don't mind?

"I'm in awe, my lord. … I will now come to the Countess."

"As a matter of decision, the Countess has no longer been notified. You should learn a lot from her."

When Camilla bows her head deeply and agrees, Reshek sighs with his hands on her forehead...... haha.

"... is that okay? Stannis."

"Good morning, sir."

Reshek moved his expression to look at Camilla as chilling.

"So is Voytek... Camilla, you are too serious too. My daughter rarely does anything without clapping... for a long time. It's not your fault, don't get sick."

The brother-in-law of the duke who stood next to the duke who bogged down to see who he looked like made sense.

"Do you have something to say, servant"

"No. Humans, you don't know who you are, so emotionally."

"... annoying"

Camilla bowed her head, looking at the two with great preference.

"No, my lord. It is my immaturity, which has not earned Master Remilia's credit. Please, give me a new mandate."

"My sister will be on your guard.... Whatever she does, pretend she doesn't notice. During this meeting with the West... I hope you can do something about it."

"Yes, sir."

"If anything... you, don't stop my sister... reward Stannis with your alien powers"

"Yes, my lord. Must."

Camilla has an allergy.

Very little helps a lot.

That's how they decided to leave the National Church (even if my brother made a huge stop). I'd love that if it helps.

The Duke retained Camilla, who was to leave the room in a courtesy.

"... not what I could have said. Don't take any chances. Camilla, if anything happens to you, I'm sorry for Clef."

"Words without a body, my lord."

Camilla bowed her head deeply.