The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 49

I wondered if there was a reason for the Lagrange children to grow wickedly, and I couldn’t answer.

‘Baal!’

In this case, I have no choice but to get help from the devil.  I can feel Baal, who had been left at Dahlia Palace, wriggling under the shadow of the sofa.  I sneaked my body toward it, looking at Leatris.

The only smell of aura in this room is that of her and her baby.

‘I have to run away before more people come.’

“Don’t think that just because I’m alone I’ll be able to get rid of it. The children who went hunting are probably back by now.”

I heard that the children of Lia tris did not raise them with the children she had brought up like Dietrich and me, so they socialize with the elders.

‘That’s why the palace was empty.’

I came back soon, I remembered the face of Alphones, and I raised the impression.

“Would you like to send me if I want to go out?”

“Hmm.”

At my question, Liatris murmured for a moment, then slowly shook her head.  There seems to be no idea of ​​just letting me go.

“I can’t let you go until you explain your actions-”

As if she stopped talking, the door suddenly opened.

“Yuri.”

It was Yuri who appeared without any pretext.  His head was covered with dust and his clothes were dreaded.

Although it seemed like he had been beaten up by anyone, Lia Tris looked back at him with no wonder where or why my son was being beaten.

“It’s still vulgar to open the door without knocking.”

I looked back at Yuric, trembling at her complaining tone.  The boy who was running to see if he had a quick breath barely answers.

“Any-no, I see Dietrich Lagrange’s sister from the window.”

Liatris frowned at Yuric’s answer, saying it was unpleasant.  He looks at me with a definite face whether his bug-seeing gaze is familiar.

‘go. go. go.’

He soon signaled by curling his lips in a circle without Liatris looking.  I couldn’t even say I understood, and I clenched my fist.

“Strange.”

“……..Yeah?”

“Your blue eyes are not so disgusting now.”

If so, is it usually disgusting?  I wriggled a little eyebrow at Leatris’ words.

Yuric doesn’t even respond properly, as if it were familiar.  He calmly replied, facing my mother, who took my disgust as usual.

“That’s fortunate.”

Soon he hesitated, intervening between me and her.

“………Dietrich’s sister must have come because she had something to look at, right?”

“Yes.

“In this situation, I have no choice but to confront Yuric. Lia Tris leans her head aside to my answer.

“Why is Dalia’s child looking for you who isn’t even a candidate for successor?”

“There’s something Alphonse told you to do. You can ask him.”

“Wouldn’t you like to tell me?”

“I am Alphonse’s servant from the moment I gave up the succession. No matter how much I say mother, I can’t tell you what my brother told me to do.”

“If your words are false now, you will pay a great price.”

Liatris softly threatened, and Yuric nodded with a steady glance.

Me and Yuric who had seen her alternately leave the room holding the baby.

As soon as Liatris disappeared, Baal crawled out like a serpent.  He looks down at me as if he is blame.

“Don’t go away by yourself.”

“I have work to do.”

I shook my hand to completely remove the shape of the mobile sculpture, and then approached Yuric, who stood tall in his place.  He scratched my mouth and muttered to himself with a mysterious voice.

“What is it?”

“Huh?”

“I’m not the one who would be fooled by such excuses. I even said your eyes weren’t disgusting.”

I was even more surprised that Liatris had always said that to her son without hesitation, but it seems more shocking that Yuric said not today.

“It’s different than usual?”

“Yes. Usually, she don’t like making eye contact with me. But she looked straight into my eyes.”

I made a grievous sound at Yuric’s words.  If Liatris’ behavior suddenly changed, it would be true that the statues I smashed were cursed.

“How would you like to have a false marine?”

“It’s a little right. It’s okay.”

“You’re not salty! (You’re not okay!)”

I screamed at Yuric who didn’t know how to save his body.  He shook his head at my reaction.

“I’m lying, but what should I do. Go out before my mother asks Alphonse. Don’t come for a while.

“………Maybe this way.”

“what?”

“How to stop Alphonse and other kids from freaking out Yuri.”

‘Because the curse will also have the effect of the children harassing Yuric excessively.’

I put my hand on Baal’s shoulder, who held me, and then ordered nicely to follow Dietrich.

“Ro Zigong.”

“Eh? Aren’t you going home?”

Unlike Dietrich’s order, I shook my rattle toward Al, who questioned in a poignant manner.

Only then he moves, groaning.

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Lagrange Castle consisted of the Palace of Nature, Dahlia Palace, Liatris Palace, and Rose Palace.

The Rose Palace, where Catherine, one of Derek’s wives, resides, did not even appear in the background of The Men’s War of the Roses.

‘That is, the words of the Extras’ Palace.’

I leaned flat on the lawn and exhaled.

Sniff.

Sniffing.

It feels like a dog, but I couldn’t help it because this pose was the easiest to find.  Baal kicks his tongue as if I’m pathetic.

“If you want to take a walk, would you like to go somewhere else?”

“It’s not a mountain trip!”

“If your Majesty knows, he will be angry.”

“But if the glass is hurt, it doesn’t happen.”

Unlike the pieces hidden in the Liatris and Dahlias, which smelled very bad, the pieces in the Rose Palace had a light scent.  Even if it moves by itself, the position keeps changing.

‘What?’

As I sniffed in place, I soon woke up.

“You have to go in and write something.”

“Would you like to do it.”

Being puzzled-ignoring Baal’s warnings-after exploring the gardens of Rose Palace, I was able to figure out why.

‘It is obvious that the decoration is on the human body!’

I watched the children of Rose Palace gathered together with narrow eyes.  All three looked like my age, but one had a weapon in their hands that seemed dangerous.

‘It looks like the scent of roses is spreading from them.’

As expected, as I approached a little closer, I noticed a black mist rising from the children’s necklaces.

“I am the best candidate for Rose Palace!”

“No! It’s me!”

“Because it’s me! Today, I’m going to give you a hard time!”

Unlike Alphonse, the children of Dahlia have not lost their own color.

‘How do I take that.’

However, just because Aura wasn’t dirty, the children wouldn’t be as gentle.  I thought for a moment, hiding myself among the bushes.  In order not to repeat the same mistakes as before, I gathered my feet neatly.

‘Perfect.  Hmm.’

“Who are you?”

I really did not seem to be talented in hiding.

“Me, me?”

“Yeah, you.”

The children of Rose Palace must have been younger than me, but I heard that I was born around the age of two.

‘Because they are talking to each other, of course!’

I wasn’t Baal or Marilyn or a talkative person-a devil-so I pouting out of my mouth because I was ashamed of my poor pronunciation.

The lanterns and glowing eyes of the children who approached me looked more naive than I expected, so I cleared my voice for a moment.

“I…….. .”

“Who are you?”

“I!”

Standing on both sides, in a stately posture, I raised my head, following Dietrich.  It was like that, as if they laughing at me, but the children looked at me without languishing eyes.

It sparkles as if stars are scattered in the red red like a ruby.  I felt a little sorry to see the children’s cheeks rising with anticipation.

‘Does following Dietrich work a little?’

“Do you have the owner?”

I coughed up to the child’s question, nicely, and then shook my index finger.

“Yes.”

“Sure! Then sign me!”

“No! Do it with me!”

“Oh, me too!”

The three people answered all at once and raised their voices, and my head hurts.  I shook my head as I pushed the children’s heads one after another.

“I don’t know how to make a master.”

“Why?”

“Why not make it?”

“Why? For what?”

I laughed embarrassingly amid repeated questions like echoes.

It was a good strategy to fool the kids into a plausible way, but how to get out of this.

“Because I’m a lonely Bing.”

“loneliness?”

“What is solitude?”

“Is it poison? Is there any poison that we haven’t eaten?