I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way?

The task of establishing the Knights has been cleared up, but there is still work to be done early.

That is, the tripartite council in the Yugfena region and the engagement of Fayria Roguesia.

There are many other things left to worry about. For example, the trend of a woman named Daphelias, who was testified by a group of operatives who made her look like a bandit caught in Cardiac territory a few years ago, and her relationship with the northern nobles.

Information on this has been provided to Cleric Farris via the Earl of Teresia, but no news of progress has yet been received.

The Trinity Council has set the date, and we just need to clean up the details of the chores toward it. Almost all we have to do is wait for the promised day.

But it was different about Fayria Rogue Shea's engagement issues.

The Auglein family is a northern aristocrat, close to the Marquis Nordstelm family at its centre. Therefore, I am tired of defining the end point of this problem.

Simply put, I suspect I am a traitor to the Northern aristocracy.

Daphelias is an anti-Arksian kingdom, an anti-Art Kusha, so you can't help wondering if he is. But there is no proof that Daphelias can be determined to be involved with the lord of the land because he is lurking in the north.

I personally think that I do not want to create a matrimony with a territory with such a large anxiety element in the Grunfeld region close to the Wang capital.

Should we crush the engagement as it is, or should we let it be finalised?

I also had a problem crushing it. If anything strikes me in the hand and crushes the engagement itself as it is, my assessment and that of Count Theresia, the later seer, is in danger of collapsing.

Very troublesome, the fate of both Rogue Shea and O'Grain families was at stake in this engagement.

The relationship between the two kingdoms is already highly dependent.

That's why I'm pissed off at Felia for taking floating actions without going through my muscles in my personal emotions.

One day, Jirijiri and the other day explored how to dispose of the problem while collecting information that does not go forward as late as possible because it is relevant to other management circumstances.

─ ─ If I could, I saw something I didn't even want to see.

"Hmm? Isn't that the last son of Count Fletcher?

The end of summer is already approaching, and not so many days until we return to our territory. It was a return trip to Elise, left alone in the mansion, to see the souvenirs in the upscale shops.

Claudia, looking out the window of the carriage, raised her voice like that.

"... you and Count Fletcher know each other?

"No, it equals nothing. But one of his sons was a classmate, and he went to a night club at Uncle Fletcher's on the edge."

I tied my lips to Claudia, who I saw once at that time, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

It's a devastating habit to remember a person's name, and how can you remember the face of someone you haven't even met in years?

... Sometimes I think from the bottom of my heart that Claudia is very unreasonable to me.

There is no direct connection between Count Fletcher and me, but there is considerable involvement with the Fletcher region itself, such as a horse deal with Luctofeld.

From now on, if we get more vigilant about foreign countries, we'll be dating a lot.

To that extent, I peered through the window to worship at first sight Count Fletcher's last son.

In the direction Claudia is looking at, shopping in a store along the road, with a boy of his age before and after he welcomes an adult - next to him, walking hand in hand with a terribly pleasant look, a girl. You felt your gaze, I looked back at this one unexpectedly.

It was too familiar a face.

Miss Faelia Roguesia, a whirlpool figure in a head-busting issue, was foolishly unaware and enjoying dating a man who was not her fiancée.

"... Miss Fayria"

Unexpectedly, I can say a word, and I can speak out loud. Excessively defenseless, because it is what Fayria does with dignity.

Is that girl, all the other men, ready to be banished from the social world? Or is it just thoughtless and youthful?

Claudia turned to me with her face off her face all the time. When I glanced at her, she slipped her body out of the carriage window, as if it were a cat - so supple as to be artistic.

My heart bounced. but it's something I'm used to bouldering, and I forgive it with one breath. I feel life expectancy has definitely shrunk, but complaining about Claudia will probably end up in jail. I guess I'll just have to keep getting used to it.

I hear her voice slightly from the outside commanding you to stop the carriage. As the horse slowly loosened his legs and the view outside the window slowly stilled, Claudia forced her golden hair to swoop off the roof of the carriage with little noise.

Please wait there.

A voice often passes in a less popular alley.

Some of the shadows were all over the place. Probably Fletcher's son and the Fayrian escort. Although there is little security in the aristocratic neighborhood, it is unlikely that noble children will move without a single companion.

... nevertheless. Regardless of Fletcher, it has now been established that the Roguesia family does not intend to impose restrictions on Fayria's actions.

Don't get more and more troublesome, this hassle.

The troublesome couple looks back to Claudia as surprised. I groaned small as the face faded slightly.

They should be students from the Academy. There are rules that students who live in dormitories cannot leave school without permission. Without the permission of the owner of each house, the permission to go out would not normally come down......

It's a reaction I can only imagine coming out of school without permission, such as just being stopped and getting pale. Am I even required to shelter this, in some cases?

"Hey, something..."

Fletcher's son asks Claudia, who stopped him in a wolfish manner.

Claudia stuck to Miss Fayria with a harsh look on her face.... I've never seen her look like that before. I thought Claudia's temper was somewhat belligerent but very calm, with no evil feelings being exposed to others.

"You are the son of Viscount Roguesia's royal decree and Count Fletcher. Who's with you?

"... Huh!

"Did you deviate? Then it's important. I'll take you to the Academy."

"Yes,...... no! You can't cause such inconvenience to strangers!

With a bright blue face, Fletcher's son shelters Fayria behind his back, sliding back to distance himself from Claudia.

Claudia shook her head, not to worry, keeping a harsh look everywhere.

"It's already dusk, and there's just a little distance to the Academy. Besides, my Lord wants to speak to Viscount Rogue Shea."

Biku, and Faelia's shoulder bounces. Her threatening eyes peered over her shoulder, fearful from Claudia.

That's how the moment my eyes met me peeking through the carriage window that stops there.

"Ahh."

With a glance open, she sat naked on the spot. Fletcher's son rushed to hold him and support him, but he seemed to be growing up and he was not strong enough, and he was about to fall for two.

Claudia pulled it up really well.

"Um, apparently you're terribly tired"

Those words she called toward her captured opponent were horribly white.