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

Tong.

The mystery released with a light sound slowly sucked into an ernesta protected by a whirlpool of wind.

Neither the storm, nor the barrier of the wind, nor the flesh of Ernesta, could withhold the arrows.

An arrow of demons shooting beautifully through the center of his chest appears from his back. It wasn't there when I shot it out, stabbing a chunk of black meat at the tip of the arrow.

Pfile, who had narrowed his eyes and followed the whereabouts of the arrows, was convinced that its black potatoes were the spell.

The arrow of the demon is called to give the effect of the letter. It is the most difficult mystery ever handled by an Eastern witch, who only mourns demons without inflicting a single cut on the flesh.

What was manipulating Ernesta is a spell. It belongs to the devil. From the moment I found out the enemy had a magician, Pfile was ready. He tried to acquire a mystery that he could not acquire while incomplete, in a limited amount of time to be able to use it again.

In the workout I lent myself, it was Ernesta's face floating behind my brain. Then I got my hands on a secret that I had never been able to use.

The arrow unleashed on this occasion was a bet, but I believed it. He said he could save Ernesta Kaif. It was as if the assassins had lost all hope and certainty. But I followed that conjecture. That's all I could do to save him.

If it were for her, we would have caught the spellman, tortured him unimaginably, but let him decurse him. But it's a waste of time. I wanted to help Ernesta out faster than he would have been crushed by the spell.

And I succeeded.

An arrow that shot through the spell stunning through Ernesta's body and pierced a tree standing behind him.

In a moment, a flash of magic is emitted as a circle around Oki. Pfile, who senses too much magic frightened by dazzling flashes, kicks the ground without panicking about unexpected events.

He held Ernesta's body, shooting out and flashing, and deployed multiple barriers.

At the next moment, a band of boring light swept away the perimeter.

And swept the earth, and the trees, and the remnants of the building, and the fallen man, into equal measure, to leave all the remnants of the storm and magic that remained.

He smashed many of the barriers he had tensioned ready for his magic to dry up, leaving the last one and the pfile and the ernesta held by him, making the surrounding area even more landscaped.

"... you need to improve"

Pfile, who consumed all his magic, breathed constantly and was frightened by the bullshit of his unleashed secret.

"Ugh... Pfa, il..."

"How are you feeling?

Ernesta, who had temporarily lost her mind, opened her eyes. She exhaled in relief and when she spoke, she flooded her eyes with tears.

"I, I... didn't want to do that. I didn't mean it."

"I know."

"I did resent my brother, but I never thought I'd be glad he died."

"I'm fine. I know. Ernesta doesn't think that. I was only enlarged by spells to the detriment of hard memories and emotions."

"It's my fault, everyone's bothered me. I can't believe Olivier's taken hostage to a traitor."

I guess you remember everything in this way.

Zero whimpering, I could no longer see the effect of the spell on Ernesta, who was ashamed of what he had done.

"No one blames you. It is all the fault of those who cast the spell. Now, I just want you to show yourself. You must have been using impossible magic. It doesn't have to be now, but it's going to have an impact somewhere."

"So... me, how do I make amends?

"I don't need to make amends. Everyone in that mansion is waiting for Ernesta to be safe. You just have to show everyone how healthy you are."

Worn out and tearful, Ernesta nods.

I wouldn't really be convinced. Even if it's because of manipulation, if you remember, there's only one way to feel guilty. This should all go on between time and seeing for yourself that Jared and Olivier are safe.

"It's all right now. Let's go home, Ernesta."

Gently embrace the trembling body. Carefully turned and supported his arms so as to handle the broken.

The whimpering grows louder and changes with the ringing.

"Cry now. Cry and wash everything away."

If Ernesta's tears stop, let's hold her forever.

Pfile did everything he could to protect her.

"That's enough. Thanks, Pfile"

"I don't mind."

How much I was crying, the eyes of Ernesta were all red and swollen up.

I couldn't hold her forever, who stopped crying, and unfortunately Pfile quietly untied her arm.

"I've been hearing your voice. You've been so scratched for me. I'm sorry."

"I just wanted to help you. There is no other reason. No need to apologize. I am extremely satisfied with this result."

"Um, you know, I heard it all. You said you were in love with me. He said he loves you.... Really?

I felt Zhu on Ernesta's cheek without a heart.

I was relieved not to worry anymore.

"My feelings remain heard. It was nice to be with you the whole time. They manipulated me. I couldn't help but want to help you. If you name that strong thought, it's love."

Ernesta felt feverish until her neck, not tired of just her face, in a pufile that said that in a true face without being shy.

I could see my breasts warming up, oppressed by sadness and suffering, to thoughts that were too straight.

"I just told you how I feel. I don't want anything from you. I just want Ernesta Kaif to smile."

It was a killing complaint.

An unspoken emotion appears like a tsunami in Ernesta's mind.

I had a lot of hard feelings, sad thoughts, and regrets. I was impudent and was about to cry again and again as I was manipulated. I wanted to die first. Too pitiful to even ask for help.

But now I was so happy.

I have a boy who loves me straight. That's all it takes to heal the heart that was scratched.

"Thanks Pfile. I love you, too."

Ernesta, who had the gratitude and the same peace of mind and unspoken emotion to be with him, was able to name that emotion for the first time today.