The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"Speaking of which, Zigmund. Vincent gave me a beard."

It's the teddy bear that Zigmund bought for Vincent and his brother every year.

For a moment, the old Count laid a crease between his eyebrows and nagged to shame.

"... my chatty samurai does something extra..., not at all him! Etha..."

He scolded the sidelined Etha youth with an awkward face, but I can see that it's to hide his embarrassment, too. I smiled and agreed.

"The Vazas have a lot of sailors with them."

"Absolutely."

"Not only did I get Julius's share. After that... if I could, he said he wanted to put you in a sanitary home for the kids."

He told me that he wanted to take it to the infirmary I often visit, so I asked him to be sure. When we get home, let's invite Vincent to visit.

Of course, Vincent's kuma won't be enough, so we'll have to get enough people.

"Take your time off today, Zigmund. I'll be here to say hello before I get home."

"Yes, Your Highness."

When I left the room trying to get back into the room, one tall young man was holding back right next to the door.

"Drop me off at your place."

"Thanks"

Cleric Alexander had, as usual, a poker face but just a tiny neighborhood under his eyes. I guess I haven't slept much.

"How was the Count?

"I think I'm calm now. Well, I think it's going to be ok... it seems Zigmund is not alone more than I think..."

The difficult Count has no family but someone to worry about properly around him. So it's okay. I'm sure.

We walk down the long crossing.

From Jigmund's living room to my sleeping quarters, you can see a bright sunset from the elongated corridor, and the orange, eye-burning sun illuminates the city's white walls, which reflect all over the city and dye the soft impression.

I stopped and watched the city in the sun silently for a while.

Beautiful city.

It's like a lie that all sorts of sad things and horrible histories have been repeated here, kind, beautiful. In such a city, people seem to be busy standing and moving.

I don't think I want to lose this peace wherever the sincerity of the prince of the West said, 'The age of contention is over'.

Alexander also had a distant gaze somewhere.

Maybe I was thinking about his blood, Lydia. He's unforgivable, he was cursing her with outrage, but there may be complicated thoughts that aren't just hate because he's someone he's been around for a long time.

I opened my mouth carefully.

"Cleric Alexander"

"Yes."

"Last night… I remember what you said before"

"What I was saying, is that it?

I looked back and looked up at Alexander. The clergyman takes a step backwards as though he were cursory as to why.

"... about the silver collar. I can put it on a cleric, about shackles. The chief clergyman and the Vaza clan tied you up just like my father did last night."

Father told Lydia to seal the move "in the name of the head of Vaza". Lydia couldn't resist it at all. In an ancient pledge, I later learned that Vaza's parents could manipulate clerics...

I saw Alexander give me a disgusting look for a moment then.

... I still think the old system of imposing slavery on people is wrong, although it may be sweet.

"You're going to piss me off again, but I still thought the power to manipulate people like that... was horrible"

"... you are the one on the left..."

"I don't want to see Stannis hurt anyone. That's the kind of selfish emotion I have."

Alexander smiled bitterly.

"I think the Duke expected Lord Yunker to answer like that."

"Really?

"It will be self-evident to the Duke that you do not want Lord Saule to look like a blade. And I wouldn't have wanted to see you mourn him."

The second half seemed to be something to myself. Alexander looked at me.

"Lord Sauree used to have shackles around his neck, just like me. But now I am free…, I wonder if His Excellency the Duke has been shackled off"

"My father?

"If that's what Vaza wants, the shackles have come off. I don't know how..."

"Vaza is the truth, if you want...? If it comes off, I wish."

I want Alexander's collar to come off... I stretched out my fingers and touched the shackles. For a moment, Alexander stifled himself like a surprise, but nothing happens as a matter of course. I guess it's hard to say from my blood muscles that I'm flush.

I solidify as it is for a while and panic and release my fingers when I notice the sapphire eyes staring down at me. Shit!

"Oh, I'm sorry, I touched you impudently!!

"... No, Your Highness. But isn't it horrible? If my collar comes off, I'm gonna let it go wild, right? A man of alien powers, let go of the wild."

Speaking of which, Alexander also had some kind of air cleavage powers! Although I recall Alexander's attack on Lydia, I shook my head.

"I won't be afraid. The knights, for example, all carry swords, but we're not afraid, are we? Because I know their swords are to protect people.... Whatever abilities you have will ultimately depend on who uses them. As much as Cleric Alexander didn't use his powers without darkness to hurt people without sight... I think I know, maybe..."

I want you to forgive me for lowering your voice. Alexander and I have a long relationship, but it doesn't go as far as opening the chest collar. I know we're not comfortable with each other.

Maybe, Alexander smiled bitterly.

I don't know, for some reason Alexander's entangling air is sweet.

"Her Royal Highness is well served."

"I guess so, maybe so..."

Alexander laughed bitterly again, then urged me.

"Yes, as Dr. Theseus said, in your position, it seems only good."

"... is that a good thing?

"I apologize for your disrespect. Dear Remilia, But I think that might be your weapon...... Come on, let's get you to your room. Master Remilia must be tired too. Your return journey will feel longer than you go. Please, I hope you have a relaxing day off."

He praised the calm cleric when he regained his mask.

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We followed the West as many people dropped us off.

Looks like Stannis didn't go back to his room in the evening, and Henrik said, "Looks like he was with that dragon tribe guy all night," and left.

Henrik is remarkable in strange places. I wonder if you've been observing.

What did you two talk about alone until dawn? I nodded because I wanted to ask, but Stannis has a Stannis cling, I guess.... so I put up with wanting to hear root digging leaf digging. Yen and I are alone for one night, and I want you to forgive me for being a little envious! I'd love to hear what you were talking about, but I'm an adult! I'll be patient!

I'm curious...

"What is it, lady, look..."

"... nothing... nothing... but where and what Stannis was doing yesterday. I'm curious... I won't ask... Yen..."

"............ are you the one on the left -... I want to erase that name from my memory"

Stannis leaves softly on the tannic side.

Ugh, I care!

According to Theseus, who came to see me off, the whimsical dragon clan, Yen, went north one step ahead of us. You think you're going home once inside the dragon clan in the north via your friend's mansion in Cardina?

I'm curious to know who Cardina's friends are, but don't feel like you and Yen are going to see each other again soon. Somehow, but...

And Lydia was also informed that she had returned to Cardina first after being escorted by the officials of Tice of the National Church. As for Lydia, it will be a formal trial later, Father said.

I hope so. Although the trial will be very difficult for Zigmund and Vincent.

Speaking of another heavy note,...... and I found a few out of place gorgeous men in the squad heading home to push and kill the sigh.

At Father's request, Aunt Reishi Katajina is to return with us. Even though Lydia had done that, Katajina leaked only one word of "well, it's horrible" and no longer tried to defend her.

Cold or aristocratic? I wish I hadn't thought about not being Roku, but Father was sighing.

My aunt can't do anything where we have eyes, so I think she'll go home...

At the end of the drop off, it was Kiptiya, a long-lasting western beauty. She revealed to me that she thought she would return to Fatima, Prince of the West, and that she was going to stay with Theseus for a while and go to the North Mountains.

…… Really?

"I would like to see my compatriots in the north, so I will accompany Lord Theseus. Your Highness has forgiven me. I was told to stretch out my feathers for a while and finally spread the word."

Kiptiya, who grinned and laughed, sooner or later I would see you if I had any luck with you again, and left in a frenzied manner.

"I hope the prince of the western kingdom doesn't want to connect with the North Mountain."

Boosh, Stannis said, and Yunker next door looked bitter. The dragon tribe in North Mountain hates the people of the West (for slaughtering the dragon tribe in the West) from the past, but that relationship doesn't necessarily change in the future. If it's pinched from the west and north, it'll be a pain in the ass......

I waved softly at Kyptiya's back, thinking that all the problems were piled up. Whatever her position, I saw that long-lasting beauty in a terribly fascinating way.

I'd like to talk to her again if I get a chance.

… We traveled through the West, stopped in several cities and returned with a welcome from the nobility of the land. I wanted to go back all at once, but this seems to be diplomacy, too. Instead of returning exactly on the way home, he became the feather to take another half month. Alexander is our escort. Is it too optimistic that, although I'm not talking about anything, I also feel that his gaze has moderated slightly?

On our way home, at our fourth stop, we were forced to get stuck for unexpected reasons. Heavy rain stopped moving forward for five days.

Stannis laughs when he worries about the northern embankment due to heavy rain.

"Following Dominic's investigation, repairs to the embankment near Merger should be complete. But it's raining so hard that it's rare this time of year... I hope it doesn't happen soon"

"Really!

If you look at Sola at the stables, my partner is boring! and sounded cuddly. Right, it's boring that the sky can't fly.

I thought I'd like to go home soon.

Most importantly, I want to see my brother.

My weepy brother will be missed a lot on his own. Uncle Yuzef, I'm not worried because there's Tomash up there or the squire, but I want to see him.

On the morning of the day when I fell asleep with my grief in my chest as I heard the unstoppable rain, it was as clear as a lie.

"Finally! I can go back to Wang Du!

Out in the garden early in the morning, Isaac was happy to stretch his back. Henrik and Vincent are also with him, taking care of the dragons who are a little irritated by the rain. I asked Isaac as he watched the boys take care of the dragon with his cheekstick worthy.

"When we get back to Wang Du, will everyone be busy getting ready for graduation?

"Of course!... I have an exam before I do. I want to take first place. Good luck."

Isaac took the reference out of his chest, and Henrik and Vincent, half a head taller than him behind his back, smashed their tongues small as they arm themselves.

With regard to the graduation exam, it seems Henrik and Vincent decided to fight together. The goal is to defeat Isaac!

The three of us and I, I guess we'll go another way when we get home. I felt kind of strange, like I was lonely, looking forward to it.

"Remilia's coming to the graduation party, right?

"Yes! Isaac"

After the graduation ceremony at the military school, there is often a night club where the upstream nobles meet together. Of course I'll go. Isaac bowed his head as he took my hand in concession.

"Dance with me, my lady."

"Of course!"

Vincent and Henrik grab and drag both sides of Isaac gassily.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"What's a dance! It's sagging, Kirchner. We're studying until we get back. [M] For your sake, you can go along with our exam study, too, okay?"

"No! Why not! He said he wouldn't send salt to his enemies!

"The enemy of the enemy is a friend. I mean, go around. We're all friends, Zach. Don't blossom on your head, come on, let's study!

"I don't know what Vince is talking about."

I laughed and dropped off the three of them disappearing amicably. We're so close! All three! It would have been better if Singh had been here. Sin is squeezed tightly by Stannis and his father, and Dominic is constantly watching him. A little bit would be a cramped return trip for Singh.

Meet everyone and we will soon reach them again in the spring of several times.... Even if I can't see you like before, I'm sure I'll never forget spending time with everyone.

Nostalgic, nostalgic, recalling repeatedly. I'm sure.

Now, as we rushed to leave, an early horse arrived at the aristocratic mansion where he was staying.

When the messenger searches for Chancellor Yunker, he gently hears him. I saw the Prime Minister, who lacked facial expression change, change his complexion openly even in the distance... I became anxious about Russia.

I approach the Chancellor, who talks to my father with a difficult face in a restless mood. The two interrupted the conversation when they noticed me.

"How are you, Father?

Father said... I saw the Chancellor to confirm. The Chancellor nods with a blue face. Are you suppressing your abdomen because your stomach ache with the disease has worsened? But Yunker nodded small at me.

"As soon as you return to Wang Du, you will know..., please tell Her Royal Highness the Duchess"

Right, and Father sighed. Seeing the slightly darker color of those eyes, I was anxiously driven and unconsciously put my hands together. The eyes of Lechek, Duke of Karish, are water-colored. But its blue increases when emotions are high......

Father said slowly.

"I have two pieces of bad news"

"Two, sir?

"Your Majesty fell yesterday. Unconscious yet, His Highness Francesca and the Marquis of Steinburg are in charge of the affairs"

I inhaled my breath thinly.

... Your Majesty!?

And I thought of Simon Bertri, the Marquis of Steinburg, who looked cold as if he had eaten someone. He did business with Francesca?

But there are aspects to that that we cannot help. Because both the most noble fathers and the prime minister are leaving the king's capital.... but what are the other senior officials doing!?

Father's bitter voice pours into my ear, which my brain cannot organize.

"... and last night, Cleric Lydia escaped," he said.

"Lydia!? No, I can't believe it's a getaway! Where did you say you ran off to? No way, is the National Church hiding it?

My father shook his head at my inquiry.

"No, we've already found Lydia"

Chancellor Yunker tells me in a bitter voice, as he pursues.

"He murdered my deputy prime minister this morning and then incited the poison... to die himself. Yes, we have news."

Why, I thought I heard a high laugh and I looked back unexpectedly. A tea table was set up in the courtyard, with one lady sitting gracefully.... Aunt Catagina was gracefully sipping tea with all her return plans in place. I can't hear her expression from me because she's in the shadow of a hat.

Only my aunt's unnaturally red lips were at the end of her sight, arcing and distorting......