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

Late at night, Pfile was in the night breeze, overlooking the town of Wang Du.

Until earlier, I was in Ernesta Kaif's room, but she was showing tiredness, so I just broke up with the thought of getting my hair pulled back.

"Little by little, I was relieved that Ernesta was getting back on track"

Even if it wasn't my own will, it was a great shock to Ernesta that he was manipulated and held responsible for one stick that kidnapped Jared and Olivier.

At one point, he also said he would stop being a secretary in the form of taking responsibility, but of course Pfile is new to his memory, thanks to Olivier and Jared for looking directly at him and telling him that he didn't care.

The consciousness of sin has not disappeared, nor has what has been manipulated but done. Still respecting Ernesta, who was determined to move forward, Pfile had decided to be as strong as possible.

"... have you even shown up tonight"

Under the eyes of Pfile, standing on the roof of the building, was a black-crushed human being who asked about the Kaif family mansion.

Hidden shapes are too crude to kill emotions or signs, sigh.

"If I don't answer to that extent - no, don't let them know."

To say so himself, Pfile gently jumped off the roof.

At the next moment, standing behind a suspicious person without making a sound, he leads an arrow and sets a bow.

Don't move.

"-"

"Move one finger and I'll shoot you through without hesitation."

We knew that a black-crushed human being was a woman. Determine that you will be the same person who has been asking about Ernesta's house for the past few days.

"I know why you're acting. You should stop being such a foolish resentment and hide yourself somewhere before you get caught. Now I'm gonna do something I didn't even see you do."

"... stupid, rebellious," he said?

The woman who looked back glanced at Pfile with a distorted shape and vandalized her voice.

"That woman is acquitted while joining the treason, but I am chased from the country and my lover is executed!? I resented that! Natural retribution!

Pfile calmly unleashed an arrow on the woman she still couldn't grasp.

The arrow pierces the woman's thighs and pierces them to the ground.

"Gee."

Pfile held down the woman's mouth in the palm of her hand, trying to scream at the sudden pain, and pushed her straight down to the ground.

"Don't scream. Ernesta will notice. I don't care about your anger, let me just say one thing. You and your dumb lover have rebelled against this country of their own free will. But Ernesta isn't. Unrighteously, they took consciousness of it by witchcraft and used it. She still hurts her chest about it. Don't take responsibility for your actions and resent others like you."

Punch your fist into a woman's abdomen and take away her consciousness.

Ask the Kaif family and rest assured that the lights are not on. I'm sincerely glad Ernesta didn't notice.

"If we stick you out to the sorcerer's association, you'll be executed. Stupid woman. You should have run away when I missed you. You chose to rebel, and now you've caught me here."

Tell the unconscious woman, pale.

This woman was the remnant of the rebels the other day. Many people did not move directly, but indirectly supported them.

The majority of them have been caught and have been punished of some sort, but some of them are fleeing. That's this woman.

They will try to make amends if they are not guilty of a major crime, but in the case of executions or long prison sentences there are many who flee in madness to death.

But the most troublesome thing is he who resents like this woman.

Ernesta was manipulated by a spell, but many people don't know about it. Especially since I have no reason or brother-in-law to politely explain it to the rebels. As a result, even though she had joined the treason, like this one, she can't forgive Ernesta, who is acquitted - and so on - and a fool comes trying to harm her.

"This is the fifth woman."

To tell the truth, this is not the first time these attempted raids have taken place. Until now, I've processed it so that Ernesta wouldn't notice.

"Both the Sorcerer's Association and the Royal Palace seem to be hunting leftovers..."

If you let Pfile tell you, there are no humans left who deserve to be called remnants. It's all tied up by the Jared's.

All that remains now are those who were confused by the sweet words and those fools who tried to be winners by believing in a chance they might not have. Leaving it alone would not do the country any harm.

Nevertheless, I find it difficult to have this happen again and again.

"You talk to the sorcerer's association.... hey, I'm still sweet"

I can't help but think sweet about myself capturing enemies without killing them. But herself like that. Ernesta tells me she's sweet. It makes me feel comfortable.

"... good night, Ernesta. Sweet dreams."

Responsible for the fainted woman, Pfile vanished into darkness.