I’ve Been Reincarnated as a Villainess’ Older Brother - CH 121

Today is another stopover.

There was a girl running on a street corner, gasping for breath.

Her long silver hair, shining in the moonlight, is fluttering like the surface of the water on a quiet lake, swaying in the breeze.

She must have been running for quite a long time, for sweat was dripping from her forehead, glittering and falling like shining jewels.

“Oh, I’m out of breath!”

The girl who was running ended up at a dead end. She turned around and was about to go down another road when she heard a rude man’s voice behind her.

“Hmph, hmph, hmph. I’ve caught up with you, young lady. You’ll have to come with me.”

“No! No!”

Just as the man approached and was about to grab the girl’s thin, smooth arms, which were as thin as the branches of a whooping crane, a beautiful, dignified voice, like a winter wind, stopped him from doing so.

“Will you stop it? It is a crime for a vulgar man to even touch a beautiful girl!”

The man looked up at the top of the wall and saw a wizard standing there with her robes fluttering.

Her bright golden hair was fluttering as if the sun had just risen, even though it was nighttime, and her eyes were as deep and blue as the summer sky as she stared at him from beneath her mask. No, the sparkle in her eyes could more appropriately be described as a lake reflecting the summer sun.

“You evil maniac who tries to kidnap a beautiful girl! Diana, the beautiful girl masked magician, is here, and she won’t let you get away with it! Prepare yourselves!”

Diana, the beautiful girl magician masked, said this and stuck out her finger at the villain.

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“Wait a minute.”

“What is it? What is it, Mr. Irvino? We’ve only just started reading.”

We were in the middle of a magic class. Tirunoa brought a stack of papers that he had written down earlier, and Il Valeno, who had been allowed to read them, put them down on the table before he finished the first page.

“You even wear a mask to hide your true identity, but what are you going to do with your name!?”

“Aah. That’s a false name. A mask with no name! That’s not cool, is it?”

“What’s the point of having a false name if you have golden hair and blue eyes and you’re Diana?”

“Is that so?”

“You don’t want to hide it, do you?”

“Diana is here and I will not let you get away! Prepare yourself!”

As Il Valeno was getting close to Tirunoa, Diana’s voice interrupted him from behind. Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

Il Valeno turned toward the voice and saw Diana standing on a study desk, covered with a sheet.

“A beautiful girl wizard in a mask, here she comes!”

Diana, at her desk, pointed a finger at Zubishi and Il Valeno.

Il Valeno’s eyes widened with a twinkle, and he stood up from the couch and shouted.

“Lady Diana is too influenced! What’s wrong with the knight!”

He shouted as he walked with a wide stride to the study desk and grabbed Diana by the waist and lifted her up.

“The sheets are too long. What if she steps on them and falls? It’s not safe for you to be on the desk looking like that.”

“Yes.”

“If you were dressed normally, you could get on the desk.”

“Diana wouldn’t get hurt even if she fell from such a place if she was dressed normally.”

“I’m embarrassed. Ill.”

“I didn’t mean it as a compliment.”

I returned to the sofa with Diana in my arms and gently sat down alongside her.

Diana picked up the story Tirunoa had written and began to read it again from the beginning.

Diana, flipping through the paper, blurted out, “Diana, I know, you want to be a knight, too.”

“I want to be both a knight and a wizard. It would be cool if I could be both.”

“A magic knight, huh? I see. That would certainly be the best, wouldn’t it?”

Tirunoa is leaning back dully against the back of the sofa, and his hips are sliding forward and down. He is leaning back with only his neck, and his back is on the seat.

“I’m not very good with swords. Cain can use both sword and magic, so I think you should ask Cain for it.”

Tirunoa threw the whole thing to Cain.

Diana’s blue eyes sparkled and she said happily, “Yes! I bet my brother would make me a magic knight!”

I have to write a letter to my brother! Diana returned to her study desk, pulled out some letterhead from a drawer, and began to examine it.

“Please don’t be too reckless with Cain.”

“I don’t want to be too reckless with Cain. I don’t know, maybe Cain will make it happen.”

It’s a request from Diana. While saying that, Tirunoa grabbed the elbow rest and lifted himself up, and sat down on the sofa properly.

“Then I think I’ll rewrite ‘An ally of justice, the masked beautiful magic knight Diana!’ I’ll write it before the next magic class.”

“…Is the work at the royal palace good?”

“Work at the royal palace is boring…”

Writing funny stories seems to be one of Tirunoa’s ways of escaping reality.

For the time being, in the second half of the time, after doing a tutor-like job of reading the magic book and explaining the difficult parts, he went home with his back wrinkled in his robe.

Under the sky of a distant neighboring country, Cain let out a small sneeze.