La précieuse sœur du méchant grand-duc - Chapitre 63

Tu me manques, Dietrich’

Dietrich touched the sentence, which was already mottled by hand, Le coeur d'Apollon.

‘When do you think you’ll be back?’

‘I heard the news that Henry was seriously injured. Is Dietrich okay?’

‘When Dietrich returns, I want to go to the plaza, and the festival is open.’

Even when I stayed in Lagrange, I didn’t go looking for it, but Anit sent me only a soft letter as if I couldn’t feel the distance.

He clenched his fists rather than hoping for the letters he couldn’t reply to. Some sentences resented him, and some missed him.

pourtant, the end of the letter always contained a wish to come back.

"……I don’t know what will happen if I go back.”

Dietrich, muttering a little, raised his mouth at an angle, a smile with a somewhat lonely corner.

In the barracks where even the devil fell asleep, on a lonely night where the moon didn’t rise, if I was reading Anit’s letter, I wanted to reply right away.

I lifted and released the pen dozens of times.

But I never wrote a letter. je ne pouvais pas.

I really feel like I want to go back.

I feel like I’m really going to want to go back, throwing all this and going back to that shabby palace.

pourtant, the moment of return, the peace of the moment will be shattered.

‘Remember the contract between me and you.’

Dietrich recalled the words of Baal. The impatient demon’s warning was overwhelming, and he hadn’t eaten their contract.

‘I will become the ruler of the north.’

The power of the contractor is the power of the shadows.

Baal made him king of the rims, with the conviction that Dietrich would be the Grand Duke of Lagrange.

The devil wasn’t a very loyal servant. If he fails to rise above the air, he will be swallowed up by Baal before Alphonse.

“Not you.”

It was Yuric who popped his face into the barracks, which Dietrich used alone. La blonde, which was shiny by the dry wind of the wilderness, is rough.

The boy stepped in and sat down on the table.

“Roll your sleeves up.”

“tu oses me défier”

“Then I do it.”

It was the ointment that Yuric grunted. He is very good at bruises, but since it is a special product of the south, it is a product that is difficult to find in the north.

“Anit is my master. If I send it directly to you, I think you’ll throw it away.”

Dietrich looked at him with a strange gaze, not accepting the connection.

Items produced only in the south seldom enter the north, and even if they come in from time to time. It used to be sold very expensive.

“Do you read the letter?’

“non.”

“You broke your finger, broke your arm? It’s so hard to give her one reply.”

“It’s nothing you care about.”

“You’re going to do it,"

Yuric woke up from his seat, shrugging at Dietrich’s cold answer.

“My father took Alphonse back to Lagrange.”

“……. .”

“I mean the war is about to end. How can you not think of giving the news to your sister for three years?"

Yuric frowned at Dietrich’s impatient attitude.

“I thought you cherished Anissa, but I guess I saw it wrong.”

He wrestled his breath and took out a few sheets of paper from inside his arms.

“Peux tu voir? These are the letters Anit sent to me.”

Papers with handwritten sentences similar to those sent to Dietrich suddenly flutter in front of him.

“Is Dietrich alive?”

“……. .”

“That’s a letter she was sending to ask for one.”

Even with Yuric’s sighing words, Dietrich never responded.

“The children of LaGrange are already over half dead. They say she can’t sleep well because you won’t be able to return.”

“You said you didn’t care.”

Dietrich didn’t persevere with yurick, who was questioning me. He grabbed the boy’s fat and threw it out of the barracks.

“Oh! This guy is real!”

« ……. Attendez une minute."

Yuric, who woke up from his seat, turned his head out of the barracks and gazed at Dietrich.

“Pourquoi!”

“Did you say Derek and Alphonse have returned to the estate?”

“Why should I answer you?"

Yuric’s harsh attitude changed as soon as he noticed a black touch extending from Dietrich’s shadow twenty-two.

He replied immediately with a distinctive refreshing smile.

“Oh ouais, C'est vrai.”

At Yuric’s affirmation, Dietrich followed him and walked out of the house, frowning on his handsome brow. je ne me sens pas bien.

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C'est vrai.”

The god Seongsu, brought from Joseph’s basement, certainly had the power to suppress the devil.

“Oh oh.”

I tilted my head as I looked down at the tail of a little devil as it touched the sun.

“bien, est-ce que ça fait mal?”

“Quo! Quo!”

The little devil cries and raises his voice as if protesting to me. I hugged my half-burnt tail and apologized to the sad crying demon.

“Désolé. I want to see if it really works.”

“Quo! Quo!”

“Je suis désolé?”

“Quo!”

“It’s noisy. Are you wanting to get tired again?”

said the little devil, biting her mouth firmly after he followed Dietrich’s accent and threatened bitterly.

“I’ll grow up again anyway.”

Shadow demons didn’t even really exist in this world anyway. They only stay for a moment when compared to the eternity time given to them through a contract.

“Koo! Koo Koo!”

"Vraiment?"

I opened my mouth to the little devil’s plea.

“Aren’t you really growing up again? Does purified water have such a function?”

“Wow!”

“Je suis désolé, but I don’t have a tail, so I think it’s more cute and cool.”

I laughed shrewdly as I stroked the little devil’s shortened tail.

'Je veux dire, Jeong Hwasoo has this ability.’

I guess what was in Joseph’s book was really true.

“Then it would be possible to really purify all the shadows of LaGrange. ”

It was not an exaggeration to say that the northern part, especially Lagrange, was a land completely dominated by the Devil of Grimma. It was thanks to the short days and the darkness that even the moon did not rise.

‘If only I could grow purified water enough to cover Lagrange.’

I have grown up with my current ability, but it may be possible to make it grow one by one over time.

I am thrilled by the little hope that grows in my heart.

Lagrange’s mighty power stems from being able to deal with the shadow demons, but this family’s poor history was also attributed to the shadow demons.

“Will Dietrich listen to me?"

j'ai chuchoté, letting go of the little devil. The devil is tall and laughs at my words.

“After I’m the wife who drove the shadows in LaGrange, it’s all we have to do is no longer contract with the Shadow Devil. If it’s simple, c'est simple.”

Man’s greed was endless. Because the more wealthy people were, the more they wanted money, and the more powerful they were, the more powerful they wanted.

I don’t know if Dietrich, who will have the most powerful power among all Lagrangian rulers, will be able to let go of his power.

‘If Dietrich I know it would.’

It has been three years since I haven’t met him already. I lifted the brooch out of my arms with a light sigh.

Without Baal, there was no one to ask about the devil.

“Have Dietrich really changed? The bigger this stat, the faster the change.”

“……. .”

“If you don’t answer me, I’ll bury you under Shin Seong-su.”

I was grumpy as I put Dietrich’s brooch on the floor.

'Bien sûr, even if he give me an answer, I will plant it.’

I didn’t know if I was worried about what I was saying, or if I forgot to do it on purpose, the brooch in Saint-De’s office was like a useless stone.

“Baal said, “You hear people say even if it’s sealed?”

I remembered the words Baal giggled after seeing a cheap baal trapped in a jewel.

‘He’ve been trapped, trop, but he is going crazy? His mind will be fine?’

I was curious about what the hell did I do and whether it was sealed, but Baal didn’t open his mouth any more.

“If you’re a devil, you wouldn’t be delighted with this sacred tree.”

“I don’t know if it’s good, en fait,”

j'ai marmonné, looking down at the unanswered baal. Even Veronica leaked out of her mind that she had never spoken to.

“What if Dietrich doesn’t listen to me? It might be better to just run away.”

I wanted to free the Lagrange children from the Shadow Devil. Pour faire ça, I purified the children’s aura.

pourtant, à la fin, it will require the cooperation of Dietrich, who will be the Grand Duke.

En premier lieu, Dietrich was believing that it would be different from the successive archdukes.

“I wouldn’t have any doubts like this even if I just responded.”

Veronica was even more concerned when she said that Dietrich was already contaminated with a demon.

Not to sign a contract with the Shadow Devil anymore was like saying to reduce the power of LaGrange.

“Hein? Isn’t it time to answer now?”

I put my hand on the ground where the seedlings were planted and closed my eyes. A white aura greasy at the tip of her finger, and soon leaves sprout from a small branch.

Now I have to focus more and show my senses before the flowers will bloom, but I can hear someone approaching. I woke up from my seat with a hurried hand.

“Princesse, sir is looking for you.”

“Hein? Moi?”

"Oui,"

the maid from the main palace said, looking down at my face stained with embarrassment with a cold gaze.

“Please come along right now.”