This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

When it was time for the Duke of Alway to finish his conversation with the Oliviers and return home, Hannellone and Yennie headed off to see them off.

Trane remains because there is a cleanup, needless to say Pfile.

"Master Hanne isn't thinking of going back to the mansion?

"What's up, Pfile? All of a sudden you do that?

In a sudden inquiry from Pfile, Trane questions with no expression.

"No, I was just curious. We're not tied up, but we're done with Cornelia Alway. If so, shouldn't the Hannes, who are in the main room, return to where they should be?

"Lady Hannellone, as well as Lady Olivier, said she was not willing to abandon her present life"

"Why?

"There are other side chambers, even if Cornelia Alway, who was threatening Master Hannellone, could do nothing in the future. Exactly. There will be no more fools trying to harm Master Hannellone, but you won't feel comfortable. You both know that, so I'm not going to ripple unnecessarily back to the main house."

Trane, who says so, also hoped Hannellone and Olivier would return to the main house. Because it's a legitimate right to go back where you belong.

But the person of the day doesn't want it.

Hannellone, even though there were unavoidable circumstances, was not obliged to be a regular room and also had the burden of living in a separate house. Above all, he also doesn't want to have an unwanted wave wind by returning to his home. Above all, he was reluctant that he might have another hard time with Olivier, who struggled.

So does Olivier. She herself continued to protect her mother by renouncing her role as the eldest daughter of the Duke's family. Perhaps if I knew what was going on, everyone would tell me there was only one.

But Olivier himself feels responsible. I can't tell her to go back to the main house like that.

Above all, Olivier seemed happy now. I'm engaged to a trusted heterosexual named Jared Murphy that I finally met, and I'm getting my little, but slow, youth back.

Every day, Olivier, joyfully worried about his relationship with Jared, seemed really cute and smiled, even from Trane's point of view.

"If Lady Hannellone returns to her main house and Olivier asks for her position as the Duke's eldest daughter, her engagement to Lady Jared could also be blank. You two won't want that."

"Perhaps the Duke of Alway wouldn't want it either"

Olivier serves at a minimum as a Duke's Lady. But if you really think about it for the house, it's hard to marry Jared Murphy, Baron Dowm's grandson, no matter how loyal he is.

It doesn't have to be Olivier, including the reason to take in a magician to be chosen as a candidate for court magician.

Olivier is late at his age, but there are still many titles called firstborn to strengthen connections between houses.

Thanks to the bad rumors circulated by Emilia and to Olivier herself for the ride to the rumors, so far no stranger has wanted to marry her. But some people only marry in shape and try to smoke good juice.

Jared has become an essential part of Olivier already. The Duke knows about it too, so he won't try to pull it apart, but he doesn't know what life is. Therefore, Olivier chose to live with her mother, Trane and Jared without going back to the main house.

"Yeah, someone like Master Jared is valuable. It would be rude if I said an affair - but I hear that my relationship with my stepmother, who is my eldest son but does not succeed the housekeeper, and whose father is also unfaithful, newly made a regular room, seems to be good, but my relationship with the side room sucks. In the meantime, I don't hate to hurt you for someone, and I think it's great that you're willing to try to protect me. If you are Jared, you can count on Olivier with confidence."

Trane is younger than Olivier, but Pfile got the impression that his sister was caring for his sister.

Pfile doesn't know how Trane is with the Oliviers in the first place.

"Somewhat, there's an age difference, but Master Jared doesn't seem to care, and there's no problem"

"... some?

"Somewhat. Besides, if you want to be younger, then you have Yenny, so Olivier will have to grow up as your sister's wife in the future."

"I feel kind of different, but okay. More than that, Trane Gressler, I need to ask you something."

"To me, is it?

Ask around and make sure no one's around.

"Why are people like you making maids in this mansion?

"I don't know the intent of the question..."

"I hear you were guarding this mansion alone until Jared showed up. Though I was wondering how many enemies were undergraduate adventurers, I was wondering where they got the skill to fight"

I don't change my expression, but I feel a vigilant atmosphere from Trane. But Pfile went on.

"I saw your fight the other day and I was sure. Trane Gressler, the way you fight... belongs to Vault Toyfer."

"No way. That's not possible"

"Is that true? I remember someone who fights like you. A few years ago, he was allegedly killed on a mission. The name is someone else, but you look like her somewhere."

"Unfortunately, it's a different person. I have never belonged to Vault Ifel. No, I never taught anyone to fight before that. I wanted to protect Olivier and Hannellone and I learned to fight on my own."

Eyes open to Trane's words as Pfile was slightly surprised.

"Self-study?"

"Yes, from the books on the mansion, I learned the basics of battle, and then I was driven by necessity to learn in action. Fortunately, we were blessed with magic, so it's a way of fighting the push of power, but we were able to protect the Oliviers until Jared arrived."

"Right..."

The way Trane fought was a precise use of knowledge in action. Sure, there was a force pushing side to it, as she put it, but it's a rare fact that she was surviving with more than one adventurer.

And even from the eyes of Pfile, he seemed to possess privileged magic and skill.

"Now that we have learned the basics of witchcraft from Master Jared, I think we can protect the Oliviers better in the future"

"Then I'll teach you combat techniques too"

"... Are you sure?

"I don't mind. Instead of Vault Toyfel technology, if you're a combatant, you just teach essential technology. The way you fight is rough and dangerous somewhere. Most of all, Jared's the same rough one, but you look more dangerous."

"Thank you"

"If Jared taught magic, and I taught him combat skills, your strength would definitely increase. Then you should be able to better protect the people you want to protect."

I don't know if it's a whim or not, but Trane thanks Pfile for his offer and bows his head deeply.

The option of not having to fight because Jared is there does not exist in her.

As I have always protected the Oliviers, Trane is determined to continue to protect them.

And if I could, I even wanted to protect Jared, who told me he would protect me.

There is no more routine in the mansion where the three of us once lived carefully.

Jared showed up and the inside of the mansion was brighter. Olivier is in her first love and Hannellone is smiling at her daughter. Yennie, Jared's cousin, also began to live with him, and the mansion added more light. And this is how even Pfile, who should have been the enemy, lives together.

Not just Hannellone or Olivier, but Trane doesn't want to let go of his current life again.

"Thank you. Let's find some time to train. I'll talk to Jared too."

"Regards"

If I raised my head, there was a pfile about to turn my back and go back to the mansion.

"Um."

"What?

Unexpectedly speaking, while trying to figure out why, Trane bumped into a question that was in his chest.

"What is your relationship with someone who has a similar way of fighting me?

Pfile smiled nostalgic at Trane, who had no intention of stepping into private, but had become concerned.

- That's my sister.