The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

How did she know that Baal was hiding in the bar, and Anissa summoned Baal and returned to the castle.

'Although she liked dolls.'

Dietrich stared at the bag with a slump of money popping out of it, not understanding why the child was showing disappointment to me.

He had an excellent head, but even he did not understand Anit's actions.

She's not on the side of Catherine Fermat's children, not herself, or she's trying to help an unknown child.

'But I don't know why I'm angry,'

Dietrich took a low breath as he looked at the chair that had already disappeared Nessa.

"You didn't give me money, but I'll say thank you."

It was the silver-haired girl who was sitting hesitating earlier to talk to Dietrich.

It was quite beautiful to hide the red eyes as if you were late to the opposite sex, but there is no inspiration that follows.

If I hadn't spoken to her, I wouldn't have known there was.

"Wow, I didn't even have to make a fuss like this in the first place. Now I have a little problem with my divine power-"

Dietrich stared silently at Charlotte, making excuses. The divine power was a blessing that God could never bring in the north.

'Are you a southerner?'

"That's why I can't feel your evil anymore. What's your name?"

"You don't need to know,"

Dietrich's chilly voice, Charlotte flinched for a moment, but laughed, raising his red tail.

"Well, we might see it again soon. If I accept the interpretation of the prophecy in the temple,"

She seems to know who he is even without telling him his name.

"Because I seem to be the Savior of the North, and it will be the same dawn in the winter in the prophecy."

For a brief moment, Charlotte was bothered, but Dietrich quickly forgot her presence. She is also contemplating how she should avoid Anissa.

"Is my interpretation wrong?"

Charlotte muttered little, looking at Dietrich, who was indifferent to her, but he did not look back at her.

After the hustle and bustle at the bar, Dietrich disappeared again.

Very occasionally, I seem to stop by once every few months, but I can't even see his face because I just meet Derek by nature.

'Why does it not come to dahlia?'

It may be more comfortable there because there is no person from Derek in Saint-Dena, but isn't it too much to see him?

Eventually, to check his life and death, I threw a few coins and a lottery ticket into a small backpack and left the palace.

"Where are you going, Princess?"

"Yes. My brother is here."

I greeted the driver guarding the front door, blinking my long lashes. The knight who was close to middle-aged laughed as if I was cute without knowing that I was telling a lie.

"Actually, the Princess is not a candidate for succession, so access is prohibited, but only today."

While opening the door, the knight who always said,'Special for today,' turned at an angle and kicked his tongue.

"To keep young children in such a way. No matter how much he want to keep the name of the Grand Duke, it's too bad."

His murmurs are full of sympathy for me.

'I still can't adapt.'

I'm a person who sympathizes with the children of Lagrange.

They usually feared the children as demons, or they despised them as if they were dealing with Dietrich and me.

This kind of worries is an experience I couldn't even imagine before.

'Since I got rid of the gypsum rose, I didn't even order it, but I brought butter cookies.'

It wasn't just Lancel that changed. Even my maids, who had been cleaning at the castle from time to time, looked cute at me, stroking my head or pinching my cheeks as if I'm cute.

'It wasn't even a day or two that I was cute, but suddenly.'

Of course, there were still some people who were harsh or who showed malicious intent to me.

I shrugged, then took the pass that the driver gave me, and often stepped out of the gates.

'It wasn't just children that the curse had an effect.'

Their faces improved as if they had paid off any debts they had.  As if I couldn't understand why he hated us.

I was anxious that Derek would notice what I was doing, but fortunately he couldn't afford to take care of Lagrange because he was busy fighting a wasteful war with Euclid.

'Is it possible to think that the foreword of the War of the Roses is opening?'

Herman is stern at Euclid by now, but he will meet a teacher with a warm heart and sharpen his swordsmanship.

'So it seems that the two of them weren't good with each other since the days of Confucius.'

Hermann was greatly defeated by Dietrich when he was a boy and sharpened the fortunes of the sun god.

Dietrich was an opportunity for Hermann to walk through the'Trial Road' commonly seen in boy cartoons.

'But I guess it wasn't when they were so young.'

Both are still only thirteen.  The first time they met on the battlefield was certainly around seventeen.

"Oh, it's been a while, Nissa?"

I nodded with an eye smile at Lorraine, the owner of the gold and silver room who welcomed me.  As if she had been waiting, she handed me two of her lotteries.

"Okay, this month's lottery."

"Thank you."

'This month, I will surely get a chance!'

I glistened with anticipation and cherished the lottery that fluttered in my hand.

'I think Dietrich has a lot of money, but that's not my money.'

"It's never been before, right? "

"……….Yes."

I nodded, answering Lorraine's question with a soft voice.

She smiled as if I was funny, and smoked a bit of cigarette smoke over my face.

"Puet."

'Indirect smoking!  Second-hand smoke!'

Your body is an asset!

All I had was a healthy body, I stepped back and stared at Lorraine giggling.

"You can't win a lottery ticket already for a child."

'I think it's okay to smoke cigarettes in front of child.'

As Lorraine said, all the lottery tickets Veronica bought a bunch of were bad.

"Veronica is upstairs,"

she kindly added, and I stepped down the stairs coldly.

"Veronica!"

The second floor of the gambling hall had a structure similar to an inn, but the room at the end of the corridor was an office.  As she sat at her large wooden desk, fiddling with her papers, she hurriedly flips over her papers and meets me.

'Well.'

You seem to be hiding something now.

I approached Veronica quickly, often in steps.  Then she rises from her seat and comes out and bows her waist as if matching my eye level.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you come to buy the lottery again?"

"Huh."

"If you tell me, I'll buy you. I told you not to come often because it's dangerous."

"I was bored. Dithrie are not in  City."

As I pouting my mouth and slapping my toes on the floor, Veronica mumbled,'Oh, are you bored?' and burst into laughter.

"And nothing has happened so far. Saint Dena is safer than you thought."

The gambling house alone was much more expensive than when I first came.

Veronica opens her mouth while fiddling at the tip of my frizzy hair.

"Well, though, you shouldn't be here today."

She rubbed her hand around her mouth as if it was a little difficult.

"Why?"

"Yuric is coming now, so ask the dog to take you."

Instead of answering my question, Veronica just pulled out the hot pot from the basket on the desk and handed it to me.

'You know how to go over to this!'

I opens my mouth to find out why she is ordering a congratulatory call, but Veronica puts a peeled egg candy in it.

"Muu."

It's sweet.

I rolled my tongue through a peach candy that melted sweetly in my mouth.

"If you go home quietly now, I'll bring a bunch of this to Dahlia."

"Hum. Okay."

When I think about it, she might be worried if she doesn't talk to Marilyn and waits for me to come out.

It wasn't because I never fell for candy, and she didn't want to upset her sweetheart.

In excuses, she was given a cheap candy that turned my tongue blue.

'Was Veronica a subordinate of Dietrich in the novel?'

The gambling ground was in the Saint-Dena district, where Dietrich was in charge, and I don't know why, but Veronica was helping him with his job, so I often encountered it when I came to the gambling house to buy a lottery ticket.

"Oh, there's Yuric coming."

But I've never been kicked out like this.

Veronica threw me out at Yuric coming through the window, leaving the door intact.

He hugged me with his new blue eyes wide open as if he didn't know I was there.

"Huh? Why are you here? Danger evil today!"

Yuric wants to say what's going on, but Veronica hit him with a fan.

Unspoken-it was too specious restraint-but Yurik nodded after recognizing the signal.

"I'll take you home."

Yuric rubbed his swollen lips as she watched Veronica shed her eyes on me.  When I take the outstretched hand, he sits me on top of the devil he stepped on.

A devil that looked like a black cow with wings of a griffon flashed green.

It was much bigger than I remember, but the smell of Aura is weak.

"Is this a mole?"

I asked, sweeping down the shiny cow's fur.

"When Dietrich took it, it turned out to be like this. Maybe he had a home in the dark."

The demons become stronger as the contractor's soul is damaged and become more like them.  If it is enough to change its appearance, it means that there was quite a lot of damage…… .

"Where is Dietrich taking you?"

"Warrior-evil!"

Yuric couldn't say anything and was beaten by the bitter Veronica's debt again.  But this time I got to know what he was talking about.

"……War?"

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