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

Pfile was struggling with a manipulated Ernesta Kaif.

- It's really hard to fight.

I don't want to kill him, so I'm throwing out bows and arrows and challenging him in a flesh-bomb battle, but his minutes were really bad.

In response to hand-to-hand air fisting, Ernesta freely uses the magic of wind. That's also really better than Pfile knows.

- It's easy to kill. But why. I don't want to kill Ernesta.

I couldn't forbid confusion over the confidence to expand extra thought while fighting.

No matter how many times I ask myself why I think about her all the time, I can't find the answer.

"Hahaha, hey, pfile! You can't kill me alone in the habit of succeeding an assassination group?

Ernesta laughing out loud is still insane.

I have already lowered my men from all around me, as well as the knights I have deposited from the Duke of Alway's house. In particular, the knight told the Duke to return to his house because he found out that the place was not Olivier's place of detention.

Regardless, the knights had left their apologies back in Pfile's words, pleading to stay but prioritizing Olivier.

"... you were right to be alone. You can't just look like this."

I'm still relieved that I can tap a light mouth.

Already Pfile was full of creativity. The watery hair is cut with a blade of wind and is covered in blood. I'm already bleeding enough to need a blood stop.

Battle clothes were also slashed and torn, exposing bleeding skin. I've bled so much since I fought Jared.

"Hey, Pfile, remember? I wanted to stop being a magician."

"... oh, I remember. I didn't even join the Royal Magic Division, and I wanted to live a more different life. You did."

The blade of wind released with the words looms. Expand and accept the barriers, but unnaturally enhanced magic knocked the walls out and ran the cracks.

Fly sideways with the barrier unfolding. Rolling down the ground, the ground that stood earlier was slashed without sound.

"Apart from the ability of the spellman, he seemed to be good at drawing manipulation from others"

If you make a mistake, you will be easily double-judged. I don't know how to put it, but that's just Barnabas Kaif's sister, who was selected as a candidate for court magician.

"But I couldn't resist my parents. That's what they keep telling me instead of my brother, who was missing. In retrospect, my brother died - somewhere I was relieved."

Whether it was the spell or Ernesta's will, she monologued the emotions she had in her chest.

"It's sad that my brother is gone. It's true. But more than that, I thought I'd have to. 'Cause you will. I'm sorry I couldn't be a court magician, and I don't feel like forgiving a nobleman for disparaging my brother. But I realized I had a grudge against my brother, who kept doing what he wanted to do without looking at his family."

"Are you serious? Or is it because you're being manipulated, and you're saying things that aren't in your mind?

"Of course I mean it. I couldn't tell anyone. I just wanted to tell you how I really feel."

I can't absorb Ernesta's feelings into a family-free pfile. Sometimes I don't know how much more serious I am than being manipulated. I just thought it was true that she had something to think about her brother.

Powerful but never duly appreciated, it was disparaged by the nobility. As mindless as it is, Pfile also understands.

Barnabas Kaif gained more strength than a court magician by continuing to train himself to clear up that carelessness. But that was never enough to satisfy me. Instead of pursuing the court magician again, he avenged his revenge.

They targeted Tres Brawell, a court magician who was supposed to be their best friend, in order to torment Count Brawell, who obstructed the way of the court magician.

That's not the end of his assault. It took the breath of the nobles, and with their help they began to kill even those who had become candidates for court magicians. As if clearing up the ever depression.

Barnabas, who was originally the victim, became the avenger and perpetrator.

But that's Barnabas' only reason. If you think at all about the family whose bodies became criminals, revenge shouldn't have hurt even unrelated people.

The result - the life of the Avenger will be closed by Jared Murphy.

"I thought it was over when my brother died. It was sometimes painful to be called a criminal's family, but I could stand it. I even thanked Jared."

"... I'm not saying you know how it feels, but you won't be able to stop me from feeling bad about a person who suffered, albeit family. But it's family. You can't hate your family."

"How could you! How could you know that, Pfile?

"I know, but if I deal with you at all, anyone will. Ernesta Kaif - Your heart is clean. She reassures me with blood, a woman like a fresh stream."

"... what, it"

"A grudge doesn't suit you."

"What is it, what is it? It's, uh, yeah, yeah."

The wind blade I left to my emotions releases insanely.

It's as if the blade is aiming, approaching, and hurting the pufile as if it were an Ernesta cry.

I didn't try to do anything with the pufile. On the contrary, it doesn't even prevent it. I just got all blades to accept her feelings.

"... are you making fun of me? Are you going to die?

"No, I can't do it dead. If I die, who will save you?

Whenever he moved, he bled or blew, but when he picked up the bow and arrow he had placed on the ground without a problem, he ignored the pain.

"I wanted to help you without hurting you, but then I thought it was an insult to you. Ernesta Kaif, you fascinated me with great potential, no matter how manipulative you may be. You deserve to fight."

Keep an eye on the arrow and use your magic. Pfile never hesitated to use witchcraft, which is forbidden in Vault Toyfer.

"With all my might, I will defeat you and restore your sanity"

In a moment, a single arrow released from the bow of the pufile - became a hundred arrows and was attacked by Ernesta.