The Villainous Daughter’s Butler ~I Raised Her to be Very Cute~
Sophia, the lady wants eight.
A few more weeks had passed and another birthday party for His Highness Lancelot was imminent this year.
Even though it is a royal party, His Royal Highness Alforth and His Majesty the King are also throwing a party. Therefore, not all nobles participate each time.
However, the majority of the royal family are participating, and there have been rumours that His Royal Highness Forsinia, who so far did not show up on the tabular stage this year, will participate, which is particularly noteworthy.
It is therefore inevitable that His Royal Highness Prince Harold and His Royal Highness Princess Charlotte will participate.
In time, His Royal Highness Prince Harold's partner was His Royal Highness Princess Charlotte, his sister. And Lady Sophia and I have been named to each of the guides.
However, this is not the kind of arrangement to publish somewhere. In other words, leading nobles from all over the country seem to think His Royal Highness Prince Harold is accompanied by Lady Sophia.
At the end of this party, the perception that Lady Sophia is the fiancée candidate of His Royal Highness Prince Harold will spread on an irrevocable level.
The morning of the day of the party when I was greeted in that state.
Cyril, I'm disappointed in you.
Ernest Boy, who came to me with the final adjustment of the prototype device in the room, said those words.
"Didn't you say you were going to protect Sophia?
"I did say that."
"Then why doesn't it work in this situation? As it is, everyone will think that Sophia has been elected fiancée of His Royal Highness Prince Harold. It's too late for that, isn't it?
"You're right."
Even if everyone recognises it as a fiancée candidate, it is possible to deny it afterwards.
But the network of information is not developing, as it did in the world of previous life. It is assumed that it will only spread like a message game to people.
If the rumor goes wrong, it could be a rumor that Lady Sophia was divested of her engagement by His Royal Highness Prince Harold. Therefore, it can be taken for granted that Ernest Boy has a sense of crisis.
"I've been thinking about why Sophia didn't turn down the guide."
"Didn't Lady Sophia value her relationship with the Flamefield Empire?
"Of course there will be that too. But..."
Ernest boy's eyes caught me. It's not like I don't know what that gaze means. But still, I respond silently to that gaze.
"I also thought maybe he just didn't realize it himself. But it's not. Sophia believes in you. Yet..."
Ernest boy stuffed my distance and grabbed my collar. My neck is compressed, but I accept the act spoiledly, without resisting.
"But why don't you move!? Even if you can't, you should do what you can for Sophia. You're Sophia's butler!
... It was unexpected. Ernest, I thought you were trying to keep me away from Lady Sophia.
If you don't choose the means, even Ernest Boy must have a way of crushing Lady Sophia's engagement. So if you're just going to move it into action, you don't have to stuck it with me.
The only reason he's mad right now is because he was expecting me to.
"... it's okay"
Take Ernest boy's gaze straight. Amethyst eyes with that strong will look a lot like Lady Sophia's.
"I am Lady Sophia's dedicated butler. We will never imitate anything that will grieve your daughter."
"... you insist that you can protect Sophia, even in this situation?
Shake your head sideways at Ernest Boy's inquiry. How many times on earth would this be? No wonder at all why everyone and he all get it together and misunderstand it there.
"Sophia, it's not just the lady. What I protect is everything that Lady Sophia wants to protect. Let's put it all together, protect it, and let's take a look."
"... all of it, you say? That can't be done."
"No, it's possible"
Of course, there will be times when it is impossible. One day you may fail and you may be told you are disappointed. But that's not this time.
"Are you... what? What are you thinking?
"I am Lady Sophia's dedicated butler. It's Miss Sophia's happiness that I'm thinking about."
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A birthday party to celebrate Lancelot's fourteenth birthday.
The party venue in the royal castle is illuminated by the light flowing from the chandelier's magic guide and is filled with music by the best orchestra in the country.
The chandelier's light is always beautiful and the music played by the orchestra sounds beautiful. That's not what the ambient atmosphere does, it's better than usual as a matter of fact.
It is an effect of a magic guide made by Cyril in co-development with Charlotte.
First of all, the magic guide that is echoing the sound of the performance. This one has a suitable venue for playing, so Lancelot could also understand the explanation that the shape is reproduced pseudo-with a magic guide.
However, the chandelier light consists of three colors: red, blue, and green. Asked about it, Lancelot frowned at how flashy the lights were meant to be.
But it was the pure white light that flooded from it.
I can't understand it based on the idea that when the three colors are combined, it turns white. The more color you mix, the blacker it should be. But as a matter of fact, the light is white, and by adjusting the intensity of each light, they can freely change the color of the light.
(What is this with the stuff I made to hide my original purpose)
Lancelot solitary with a loving laugh back at the participants.
The quality of the party i.e. leads to the rating of the organizer. Debatant - I mean Lancelot, where the official social debut is yet, but the impact of this party will be intense.
(I can still understand if the goal is to get me to the throne...)
Anyway, I was amazed at all the royal brothers and sisters of the Flamefield Empire, a magical power. The surrounding area is held up on the topic of how Lancelot got this magic guide.
Lancelot's ratings have risen irrevocably.
But Cyril's purpose is to stop Sophia's engagement in peace. I do not intend to complain about that aim, but the impact on my surroundings is too great.
It's like making a forest to hide a tree. In what world does anyone make such an announcement as to dictate the choice of Prince Wang in order to carry things in peace?
Cyril should, for once, look into the meaning of the word serene in the dictionary. Doesn't this seem as if Cyril doesn't even have a creation to make, even shaping the fate of this country?
(I can't tell you enough is the scary part...)
Cyril previously earned his trust by scolding Alforce and guiding him right. He went on to earn trust by saving Forsinia's life, which even court magicians and court pharmacists couldn't save.
And this time, Lancelot will regain his courage. Alforce's spreading of the crepe brought the balance back to normal.
Moreover, he has developed a magic guide that will save Fol in a complete sense. I can't help but thank you for knowing that the purpose is to stop Sofia from getting engaged.
Plus - and Lancelot remembers his conversation with his own father, the King.
Lancelot, who received certain information along with the magic guide completed from Cyril, brought negotiations to the King to prevent Sophia from being forced into an engagement with Harold.
As a result, the king responded as if he had known it would be so from the beginning. Despite the fact that one deacon moved against the king's will and made such a suggestion as to dictate the end of the country.
There is no way you can expect a butler to flip an anti-flag at the king. Yet the king was pleased to accept it as a matter of course and to have come close to ambition to the queen.
I don't understand what's going on. The unusual fact that the First Prince himself is outside the mosquito net.
(But even if you don't understand, the role entrusted to you must be fulfilled)
In fact, additional rewards were offered by Cyril. That's Fol's doll who played the heroine of the play, that Frau's puppeteer made it.
Very popular and hard to even get by royalty. Cyril presented Foll's doll, made by the Frau puppeteer, as a reward for his success.
Therefore, failure will never be tolerated.
To fulfill his purpose, Lancelot searches for Sophia.
That's how it came dancehall. Sophia and Harold, and Cyril and Charlotte are dancing, and those who see it rumor a bright future with their neighbors.
As soon as I'm greeting the others, things are going a lot further. The only way to cut off this flow is now.
To fulfill the role entrusted to him by Cyril, Lancelot began walking to Sophia and the others.
- There is another pair of notable in the dance hall to which His Highness Lancelot headed.
Near Sophia and the others, Cyril was dancing with Charlotte.
By the way, it was Cyril who invited him, but it was Charlotte who made him.
In this country, inviting a woman to dance is considered an unacceptable act, but shaming a woman is also considered an unacceptable act. Therefore, Cyril could not ignore Charlotte's invitation to dance.
"Cyril's a good dancer, too."
"I'm Sophia, and I'm your daughter's educator."
"Oh, isn't it a violation of manners to talk about other women in a situation like this?
"Forgive me. I am Lady Sophia's dedicated butler."
I know it's a violation of manners, but I'll restrain you from being Sofia's exclusive. Charlotte looked just a little dissatisfied with Cyril like that.
"I'm just saying that right now. Look, your daughter is dancing with her brother. I'm sure the people around you think those two are getting engaged."
"But that's not what the lady wants."
"Can she say no because she doesn't want it and is proud to be a nobleman?
There is the word Knobless Obriege.
duty of the noble.
This means that those who have an identity have a corresponding responsibility.
Sofia, who enjoys life as the daughter of the Marquis and lives an elegant life as a nobleman, has the responsibility to serve as a basis for defending its status.
It is unacceptable, for example, to refuse a political marriage decided by a parent or king.
"It is beginning to become a fait accompli among those around us. Your brother won't miss the flow. At that rate, you'll be proposing soon."
Right now. But if we don't stop it, it's too late. If you don't have much time to think about it, Charlotte puts pressure on you.
"I don't like the fact that you put the technology to release magic behind you, but you've made two new magic tools in this short period of time. You are the greatest sorcerer of all time..."
"It's too much of an assessment for me. Because I just reproduced the technology I learned from books."
Until now, Charlotte did not believe the word. No, you didn't believe me right now. But Charlotte did not deny it and went on to say, "Even so -".
"You're no different than a good magician. So come to me. If you want, I can be your wife, okay?
The words were scratched off by the music of the dance and only sounded like Cyril. But if they'd asked around, the venue would have been noisy.
No matter how meritocratic the Flamefield Empire is, the royal family has asked the butler to marry and so on.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Charlotte, you're joking too much about anything."
"I'm not kidding. That's all you're worth. If you were to come to the Flamefield Empire as my husband, you wouldn't have to marry your brother."
"With that said, persuade His Royal Highness Prince Harold?
"Yes. My brother and I are in a cooperative relationship. So it would be more advantageous for either one of us to have a different edge than for both of us to strengthen our relationship with the Ephesian state."
Truth is, this is a lie.
As much as Cyril and Sophia, they get acclaim from the Flamefield Empire. Even as Charlotte, we both hope to get it if possible. But you have to get just one of them - it's a common understanding between Charlotte and Harold.
"So I'll just say it again. Cyril, come to the Empire as my husband."
The same amethyst eyes as Sophia's stared straight into Cyril's eyes.
Around that time, Sophia was also invited by Harold to dance again. And this is a first dance for two people entering the venue.
In other words, Sophia was originally invited to a first dance where Harold danced with his partner.
Harold and Charlotte's attendance as partners was formal, and Harold sees Sophia as a substantial partner, nothing more.
In fact, from around us we can even hear voices saying that the future of the Ephenian nation and the Empire of Flamefield is cheap. Sophia's engagement with Harold is becoming a fait accompli.
"Miss Sophia's a very good dancer."
"If that's what you thought, that's because Cyril teaches you every day."
Sophia smiled, dancing gracefully in the light of the chandelier. I would have thought those around me who saw it laughed at Harold.
But Harold understands that it's not a grin directed at him. No, I should say they've made me reconfirm the facts I've already understood in the last few weeks.
Harold came to this country for two purposes.
It is about strengthening relations between the two countries and getting a peculiar magician named Cyril.
He therefore nominated Sophia as his guide. A lady rumored even to be the Virgin and Lord of Cyril. Because if we got Sophia, we decided that both purposes would be served.
And I was convinced in spending time with her as a guide. It is not Dada who is rumored to be the Virgin. It is her presence that shapes Harold, of course, even the fate of the Empire.
Therefore, wherever her heart may be, there is no way to miss her.
"Miss Sophia, let's talk for real. You and I are not allowed to live freely. Therefore, your thoughts will not be fulfilled."
"... what if it is?
I should have been pointed out that I didn't want to be, but Sophia's expression doesn't seem to change. I can't read what she's thinking, but I can't stop here.
"Accept your marriage to me. At that price, allow your favorite deacon to accompany you. That would be the only happiness for him."
Sophia's engagement with Harold leads to benefits for both countries.
But Sofia's interests do not exist there. So instead of acquiescing in putting Cyril aside, Harold suggested we accept a political marriage.
At least, a proposal that respects Sofia's will.
Thus, Sophia watched her eyes only a little as she danced.
"If I didn't respond, I'd propose right after this dance. If we declare in front of all this audience, we will no longer be able to stop the flow"
If you don't respond, it's a declaration that you're going with aggressive measures.
In the celebratory seat of His Royal Highness Lancelot, a neighbouring prince proposes to the Marquis. As a matter of great congratulations if you have responded, relations between the two countries will deepen.
But if we refuse, relations between the two countries will be sinister.
Of course, Harold would also be blamed for running ahead in that case.
However, it was on the Ephesian side that Harold responded to Harold's request to use Sofia as a guide. The king took Harold's offer and Sophia responded through Grave.
As a matter of public opinion, it will be said that it is the Ephenian State that is responsible. I can't choose that choice for Sophia, who understands her duty as a marquis.
Sofia's respite was lost at once. The time left is until this dance is over.
And that dance is also near the end.
"Come on, the song is almost over. We should make a decision before then. Miss Sophia would know what's best, wouldn't she? Accept the facts and respond to my proposal."
Stuck by Harold, Sophia turned her consciousness to her surroundings.
The dance hall, equally illuminated by the light of the magic conductor, looks equally faded. But in such a dance hall, there was a boy shining as if illuminated by a spotlight.
It is Cyril dancing with Charlotte.
The person Sophia is dancing against is Harold, and the person Cyril is dancing against is Charlotte. But Sophia had the illusion that she was dancing with Cyril.
I illusioned Harold with Cyril, that doesn't mean. One day, Cyril's thoughts came through like when she played the Cyril and Violin duets.
When I'm on the side the whole time, I hear Cyril.
Even if he's not in front of us, it tells us what he's thinking. Cyril guides me on how I can dance gracefully to Harold's lead.
Sophia is now dancing in Cyril's lead at this moment.
gracefully as he led, and then began to take great steps. A sigh leaks from the audience into Sofia's dance, dancing lightly as if feathers had grown.
Harold is the one who got confused by it.
Sophia is indeed dancing along Harold's lead. Yet, as if, because I was imprisoned by a sense of impatience that my lead had not been conveyed.
Harold changes the lead so as to cut off the current so far. At that moment, Sophia then got out of his arms.
Glittering hair spreads flutteringly in the light of the chandelier. Sophia, who interrupted the dance, stared at Harold calmly, but with a clear will.
"" - I refuse ""
The two voices overlapped beautifully and sounded strange in the dance hall.