"Well... now you know that Mr. Camille is a trustworthy person, and you can listen to Master Ligret."

Your sister will return to the conversation.

Yes, I was. The rig told us the secret.

"... now, but could I tell Master Camille what I've been talking about?

The rig is best questioned.

If you didn't trust Kami until now, why did your sister talk to Periphery about her secret?

"No, it's not like I didn't trust you. My eyes were clear that Mr. Camille was not malicious. Besides, Master Ligret seemed to trust me somewhere. Different?

"Right...... because I did hear that I was also the guardian spirit of Farri. Mr. Quella, you're going to do quite well."

"Thanks for this."

Your sister bows herself down like she was deliberately in awe.

"But I thought that if it was Ligrette's secret, I should make sure it was someone I could trust."

"Well, that's a good idea."

"Thanks again for this"

"Thank you already. More than that... could you please listen to me?"

Say, the rig will look out for everyone on this scene. And you just hold my hand and give me a signal.

Everybody, look the rig in the eye and nod.

"Well, first of all, it sounds like you should explain my Krausus family for your stupid fari."

"Ri, Rig... it's terrible"

"Alas, who could not identify me without studying?

"Ugh."

"Besides, I honestly couldn't believe you didn't even notice it when you got to my name."

"What, is that true, Fari?

Your sister will surprise you.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I felt like I'd heard it somewhere, but I just couldn't remember... it wasn't like I didn't know"

"I don't know that, I usually say."

"Ahhh."

Your sister will poke you with a star.

"Then… again, I am Ligret Böze Klaussus, the only daughter of the Grand Duke of Klaussus and currently the thirteenth priest to inherit the throne."

When they say it again, I know it's outrageous.

I have the right to inherit the throne, because Rig is also the princess of this country.

... As soon as I thought about it, I got a little excited.

My best friend is the princess.

I don't know, it's too nice.

"What are you laughing at, Fari"

"Hey, it's nothing."

Rig advises me, and I squeeze my face right in.

"Though I have the right to inherit the throne, I have little chance of actually becoming royal. That's just what happens when you rank according to the law."

"Well, I guess so. Otherwise, the present royalty, who gave it the title Grand Duke, will no longer be able to show it."

"Yes, but... in my case, I have a problem with my next mother's position."

My next mother (and then what) is a word specific to this world, fantasy.

In fantasy, where it is normal for women to marry each other, there are words to call the two mothers apart.

The mother on the dowry side is called "the next mother (and then)", "the mother on the dowry side", and the mother on the other hand, the mother on the dowry side is called "the former mother (and then)" and "the eldest mother (and the osa)".

In a similar law, the woman on the dowry side is called "the next daughter-in-law", "the next daughter-in-law", "the next wife", "the first wife", and "the first wife", and the woman on the dowry side is called "the former daughter-in-law", "the first daughter-in-law", "the first daughter-in-law", "the first wife", "the first wife", and "the first wife".

"Dear ex-Clausas Grand Duke's daughter-in-law, it is true... you were the Pope of classical heroism"

"That's right, Mr. Quera, isn't it? You're right, my second mother is a former pope."