The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"... thank you for inviting me today."

I greeted Berta Okrus, Countess of Okrus in a beautiful dress.

A woman with thin purple curly hair with long, blue eyes, at first glance, looks like a beard.

In reality, however, she was a powerful man who was also seen among noble women to fill in her husband's intuitive place.

At least the other time.

However, when I look at her now, I have the impression that she looks calm and gentle, and her eyes are not particularly worthy of me, Clément, or Siegfried.

"No, welcome, Duchess Farrence. Um, may I call you Elaine...?

"Of course. Can I call you Bertha, too?

"Yes, I don't need a title. Please, with Berta."

"Well, Elaine and I, too."

"Eh!? But the identity of the boulder is different....."

I am the Duchess and Berta the Countess…… the Border Countess.

Border Earls are titles of importance to the Duke in terms of territory and role, but under the ancient and modern laws, the Duke is usually higher in status.

That was why Berta was surprised, I say.

"My husband and my neighbor are not uncomfortable, they call each other out... and I don't think it's unnatural for us to follow suit."

Clément and Nicolai look at each other and they are having fun talking to each other.

There was not much interaction between the two of them in the past, but the truth is, they may be quite friendly.

Well, I guess you were pretty careful about those relationships because I was there the other day.

The conflict with Nicolai had been extremely advanced, and Cremant couldn't have gotten along.

I am very sorry to think so.

But I don't intend to do that this time, so I'm thinking of getting along with Countess Berta to keep Clément and Nicolai together.

Not only that, of course, but I also know about Belta's abilities.

Even without special powers such as the Prophecy, the power to walk gracefully through aristocratic societies and to communicate with information is only valuable.

"Sure... I guess so...? I see. Okay, Elaine. But don't worry, we'll take care of it in an official setting."

While accepting it, I thought that the essence of standing around to avoid losing points in social situations still existed.

However, she still doesn't feel the fear of snakes like before.

Decades, after all, are enough years to change people clearly.

She seemed to be nothing but a young, smart, honest, noble woman.

"Yeah, I'll be careful in those situations."

"I don't think Elaine will be blamed for any behavior...."

I will do the same because you called me out quickly.

"Berta, even for the Duchess, it's terrible to go around in the wrong direction."

"Really?

"Yes. Sometimes they want to kill me...."

While recalling what happened the other day, it seems that Belta also felt some truth in the distant eyes.

As I opened my eyes a little,

"You've been exposed to such danger before... Then use me as your shield."

I suddenly said that.

Huh?

and tilted his neck, and Belta continued.

"I heard from my husband. My daughter's life was saved by your son Sieg and Elaine."

"Yes... you called me for dinner today to thank me for that."

"Yes, but I don't think that's enough to thank you. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help Elaine, Sieg and the Duke in the future."

Apparently, I wanted to tell you that, but you invited me today to do so.

Thankfully, I'm surprised you've been so thankful.

I've done a lot of trying to sell her my gratitude before, but I remember being able to see through my heart.

Is that because this time it was an act of relatively pure goodwill with no such feelings?

It's not bad to think and act like this...

"That's... thankful, but I'm not going to let you use a boulder as a shield. And... if anything happens, so is Berta."

"Did you say....?

"Belta, if anything happens, please tell me. That way, I can help Berta too."

"Eh, but I'm not thanking you...."

"Thank you enough for inviting me here today. If that's not enough... yes, can you be friends with me?

"To your friend...? But is it okay to add me as Elaine's friend...?

"It's decided to be good. My husband and the Count seem to be friends, and... look, the son of the house and the daughter of Berta are just like that..."

Looking at it, Sieg and Irina were having a fun conversation.

The other day, when they met on the boat, they were quite willing to get along until they returned to the harbor.

In the case of children, it is often said that they will return to other people's behavior the next time they meet, but this does not seem to be the case between these two, and they seem to remain close.

I'm holding hands... hmm?

I don't really feel like I'm just a friend, but, well, we're still about three or four years old, so I don't have to worry about anything.

Belta didn't think of anything like me, but looked at two purely friendly people and broke her face.

And then you look at me.

"That's right... family, everyone, friends seem lovely. Elaine, please add me to your list of friends."

"Of course, Berta. Best regards."