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

"You really like people..."

Jared, who told Olivier what had happened today, had been pointed at by her with a bitter smile that included some shuddering.

"Wouldn't it be unprecedented for a man about to become a court magician to defeat the deputy captain of the Royal Sorcery Division and turn him to his enemies?

"That's right."

I have no regrets.

I couldn't forgive the tantrum against Ernesta, and it's true that the attitude of that man named Redmond pissed me off. I don't even think I've done too much.

Olivier, of course, could annoy the secretaries by being hostile to him by the Royal Sorcery Division, but more than that, he couldn't tolerate his attitude towards the people who were there, including that man.

"You don't need Jared to feel the burden on Barnabas and Ernesta, do you?

That said, Olivier gently hugged Jared's head and leaned against his chest.

These days, they do this so much that they must. I kind of can't get used to it because I feel spoiled and embarrassed by my sister and mother.

You say it's night in the first place, but you're alone on her bed with Olivier in a light sleeping dress. Honestly, I'm nervous too.

Yennie, another fiancée, never breaks into two hours because she stands Olivier as a regular room. It's strange because it's not a bad relationship, but rather better than the actual sisters.

"You did what you had to do. That's all."

"Still, I took my brother from Mr. Ernesta"

"Ugh, I know how you feel, but Barnabas would have been a capital offense if he'd been caught. He could have fought as a magician and come to an end, so he must have wanted to."

"I hope so."

"Above all, Count Brawell and his associates have already been tried, so there's nothing we can do. All you can do is help that kid, not feel burdened forever - right?

Ha, and sigh, Olivier continues.

"The problem with Ernesta is her own mind. It's a cold way of saying it, but even if a third party said it, it would just confuse me. I'm sure she knows what to do herself. And on top of that, my heart can't catch up with me."

Olivier thinks Ernesta looks like her former self, even if things are different.

I was stubborn myself once. I didn't believe in anything other than my mother and Trane, I kept my few friends, even my family away, and I was drawn to a narrow world.

So is Ernesta. I sympathize with the situation, and I can only observe the spiciness of losing my family. But that's not the end of it. Her life still goes on, and if she's alive, she should be happy until her brother's.

We may still need time, but Jared should spare no effort if he's ready to move on.

As you once fought for us with your life for ourselves...

- But, hey, no, I'm gonna be so jealous.

As a woman, as a fiancée, it doesn't seem funny that a beloved boy cares about other women. Even if it's from a burden, I have complex emotions.

I regretted that all I was doing was changing his mood, so I decided to tease him.

"And you care a lot about that kid. Not to mention the burden, because she was a lot more beautiful, and that gray hair and neat looks look looks pretty good too?

"Chi, because it's not! I don't mean that, don't push me away!

"... now you're stuck with words, aren't you? I don't think so."

"So no! Sure, Mr. Ernesta is beautiful, but that's not the subject. He's a secretary, isn't he?

"It's suspicious the other way around when it gets so muggy... I'll leave you with this much more because you'll have more trouble if I tell you what to do. Could it have been a little refreshing?

For a moment, Jared, not knowing what he had been told, looked in trouble.

"If you're going to cheer me up, please do it in a more understandable way...... seriously, I thought you were being pushed evil"

"Heh, I'm sorry. My fiancée gave me a hug, and I was jealous because she told me all about the other girls."

"... it's, uh-- I'm sorry"

"Nice."

Shit, the inner thought Jared honestly apologized. I know Olivier isn't as angry as he says he is, but it's clear it was a violation of manners.

I am aware that all I care about about Ernesta in the last few days is not because Olivier pushed me evil, but because of the burden of taking my brother away.

Regardless, I still don't think there was any other way to stop him, but there are many things that I think will put the survivors in front of him.

"Now, as for Ernesta, the problem is not Lili - it's Allie Fell. Don't worry about her."

"I heard you knew him, but he wasn't just a junior, was he?

"Yeah, I know that kid very well. Be vigilant, though I assure you that you are not a bad boy, because some places are belly black."

"You don't look like you need to be vigilant, but I'll let you know."

In fact, he is a person worthy of vigilance because he is unknown from name to background, but Jared has also met many people before. After a few days, I can tell if she's a good person or a bad person.

Above all, the level of vigilance was lowered because Olivier was an acquaintance. And when I saw Allie get wholeheartedly angry for Ernesta today, I thought this guy would be fine.

"Hey, you don't ask me anything?

"Are you talking about Mr. Allie?

"That's right. I know you. Then why don't you tell me, normal?

Olivier does have Jared's greedy answer.

If you say you don't want to know, it's a lie, but there's a reason you don't dare ask.

"To my mind, Mr. Allie is hiding her identity from me for a reason. And Olivier knows about it, too, so I can't tell you. Different?

"That's true, but I think I'm sorry to keep quiet. But when I think about Allie, I don't know if I can talk to her on my own."

"You don't have to talk to me. Because if she wants to say it, she's going to listen."

For Ernesta's sake, Allie, who can be so angry, wouldn't have a problem even if she didn't know her identity.

But Olivier seems anxious from his loss to Jared.

"Are you sure? You don't have to follow me and her selfishness, do you?

"I don't give a shit about that. And..."

"And?"

"Olivier, I like your selfishness."

"- Then what are you talking about?

It was a non-false word, but my fiancée didn't seem to like it.

Nature and grin spill over Olivier, who began to wiggle his pillow with a bright red face. I could change my mind, even if I couldn't forget what was bothering me. Spending time with her always gives me strength.

- Thank you, Olivier.

Appreciating it without saying anything to her mouth, she looked surprised when she took another pillow and fought back.

As soon as I squeeze my lips up, I turn to my pillow again.

It didn't take long for Olivier's voice, which was swollen, to be fun.