La précieuse sœur du méchant grand-duc - Chapitre 65

I had no way of knowing what would happen if Dietrich couldn’t become the Grand Duke.

"Soupir."

The dizzying triplets open their mouths at the same time.

“Anissa, pourquoi donc?"

"Ce n'est rien,"

Meslow pouted his lips with a fat face that wasn’t happy with my answer.

“You’re not playing with us these days. You can’t use your abilities!"

Ses doigts glacés tremblaient à la vue glaciale, I’m bored.”

Rosé grabs and presses Meslow’s shoulder, his grumpy foot stomping. It took a few seconds, mais reste, the older sister, Rose, was the most grown-up of the children.

"Oh, listen to Nissa, Meslow, if they find out that she have het abilities, she might be called out to the battlefield, so that’s what it is.”

To Rosé’s voice, J'ai hoché la tête.

"D'ailleurs, is it okay to not go back to your Rose Palace?"

"C'est bon. My mother wouldn’t know that we weren’t there anyway.”

Riesling, who replied to my question instead of Rosé, made eye contact with me, squirting her fingers.

“My father took my mother to investigate Liatris condition.”

Derek didn’t realize that he was the reason Leatris went crazy.

“I think my mother even poisoned Liatris,"

I laughed at Riesling’s answer. À lui, she was like a worm that ate nothing but Alphonse, the children of Liatris.

It seemed that they thought that she, the hostess of LaGrange, would be shocked just because she killed one of those many children.

‘I just blame the surroundings.’

j'ai frémi, recalling Derek’s black aura. He knew that the curse of Asmodeus remained in the castle, and that it was me who got rid of the curse.

But she was sure he didn’t know until that mechanism.

‘It’s not that people suddenly become weird, but because the curse has been released, everyone is returning to their sanity.’

Had it not been before the curse was lifted, I would not have been sad that the three twins and the unspeakable baby died.

‘Maybe that side might have been better,'

a belated regret found. Lagrange was too harsh for children who knew emotions to endure.

“Riesling, do you remember before you met me?"

The clever child looks up at me with his eyes narrowed, as if finding my intentions.

The children of LaGrange, centered on me, started to interact, and the war killed half of those children.

‘When there was nothing precious, I wouldn’t have known the pain to lose.’

I can’t forget the words Leatris, who lost Neil, muttered in silence.

All of the children’s auras who didn’t know the sadness were colored blue.

“remember.”

“Don’t you regret it? If you didn’t know me, you wouldn’t know Henry or the other kids.”

“Is it regret? If it had been, I wouldn’t have been sad if Henry died?"

Children were sometimes quicker and more alert than adults. I don’t know what my abilities are, but I might have noticed that the reason Lagrange changed a little bit.

I bowed my head without meeting Riesling’s clear purple eyes.

“Anissa.”

The little hand of the child rests over my head.

“I think I’m so glad that Anite has come to us,"

Riesling said, nodded together as if Messlow and Rose were hitting each other.

"Oh, if we hadn’t met Nissa, we would have hated each other in the end. We wouldn’t have known that Henry was a clumsy but friendly kid, and we wouldn’t have known that Yuric’s eyes were pretty.”

He said he didn’t know why he hated us all the time.

"Outre, I’ve always been angry for no reason, but I don’t feel that way when I’m with Anit,"

I smiled at Meslow’s words. He was especially a child who was easily affected by the curse.

“We need anit company.”

That was a word I needed, but it was the first time I heard it in my previous and this life.

‘You’re a useless John Jay for my family,'

her noble older sister stubbornly didn’t take it out of her mouth, but she often said it with her eyes.

‘Without you, our siblings would be perfect.’

I was like a blot. All my life I thought it was my fault.

It was a sin to be a younger i who embarrassed them because I wasn’t good at it.

‘But Dietrich didn’t say that.’

Dietrich, who will be dozens of times better than them, has never been embarrassed when I can’t spill milk, bégayer, and even handle shadows.

‘The same is true of these children,'

I looked down at my hand that Rosé held with strength.

"………Thank you for telling me that,"

LaGrange was clearly changing. Children are no longer stereotypical villains.

The only space given to us is Dahlia’s small garden, but only there we were able to laugh with ease.

‘Is it okay if I don’t give up this time?'

I didn’t have much, but I was used to giving up. Maybe it was because there was nothing so precious that I couldn’t give up.

‘It’s different now,'

Dietrich was precious to me.

Even in spring, the breath is cold enough, but this desolate land where flowers bloom nonetheless.

These children who do not lose their laughter even in the evil-cursed family.

“It’s precious.”

I spit out of my mouth the words that I chewed only on inside.

“You’re precious. I’m so happy to see you too.”

Une semaine plus tard, I was called back to Derek, and I turned down his offer.

As soon as I heard the devil’s loud laughter, I was trapped in solitary confinement.

🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸

The hores said it was because the’father’ was trying to get rid of the troubled’daughter’, but the room in which Derek locked me was more like a prison than a normal bedroom.

So he kept me locked up longer than I thought, but it was bearable.

‘But my prediction was correct.’

As I looked at the grate in the damp basement where the sunlight didn’t come in, I swept my back.

The girl in the mirror looks at me, revealing her white neck. Heureusement, there was no injured place thanks to the gentle pull.

“I don’t think I can hurt myself either.”

My existence was necessary for Dietrich’s succession, and as my comfort was related to the succession of LaGrange, it seemed that Derek, a Duke, couldn’t hurt me.

‘Is the devil spying on it?'

But just because there is no injured place does not make this situation satisfactory.

I called a knight standing in front of my room like a guard.

“circa.”

"…….. ."

“circa!"

Reluctantly at my call, the knight slowly approaches. The aura was not widely spread thanks to the knights taking their energy well.

“Can you come closer?"

“Is there a problem.”

Hard to speak, it seems obvious to be wary of me. I reached out and stirred his aura.

‘It’s not purification, but will it be something like this?'

“I’m going to disappear suddenly and my maid chief is all affirming. Can’t you give me the news?"

“My duty is to stop the princess from leaving the room, not the princess’s errand.”

The knight who refused my request like a knife turned his back quickly.

Instead of grabbing him, I focused on grabbing his aura and coloring him pink.

"…….. ."

"S'il vous plaît."

"……D'accord."

‘It’s real.’

I looked at my hands alternately touching the knight’s back and his aura.

The power of a small hand made up of fine lines on a thin wrist was more powerful than I thought.

‘Anissa in a novel would not do this.’

Eredia’s reasoning is, en substance, a good force.

Purifying auras stained with evil or curse is something that priests who worship goddesses often do, but controlling emotions by moving auras in this way was something that a demon like a succubus did.

“But you can’t live with only good things.”

The tools you can use are the laws you have to use and live.

A knight who had no feelings for me would suddenly become unable to control his desire to help me.

The knight who came back was still a hard face, but there was a doll that did not fit in his hand.

“You’re maid Marilyn, said you already know this.”

“that’s?"

“The princess will need this doll.”

I laughed at the raccoon brother whom Marilyn had taken care of.

I am already twelve years old, and the age to play with these stuffed toys has passed.

‘It’s fluffy,'

but it was comforting in a prison-like room without a single cushion.

“Shall I order to prepare meals.”

"Non, je n'ai pas d'appétit. C'est bon."

“Even if you don’t have a taste, you don’t skip meals. You’re too dry.”

Sans autorisation, the knight picked up my forearm once, then kicked his tongue and took off his helmet. I widened my surprised eyes.

‘You’re so younger than I thought.’