Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

Asberto was visiting the Martino family one day after holding up a graduation party at the Royal College of Aristocracy nearby.

It was Charlotte's second-running private room, not the reception room, that Asberto was put through with nearby Salomon. Although this private room is equipped with the art of controlling magic, it is too comfortable and luxurious for a period of prudence.

Asberto, who was supposed to have felt Oscar's anger in front of him, was uncomfortable, but at the same time in the recent House of the Duke of Martino, he was in his ear that there seemed to be certainty between the Lord Martino and his successor, Oscar.

Even as I mourn the wrong way Charlotte was raised, the figure of Lord Martino, who in the end is sweet and extravagant, emerges in one of these rooms.

Until Charlotte's degree is in place, Asberto glances into the garden visible outside the window. The cold weather was coming to an end and the garden was starting to show signs of spring little by little.

(You used to play with Claire in this garden when you were a kid)

The royal family has used this Martino family for generations, which continues to reign as the prestigious Duke of the Noston Nation. I'm sure that will remain the same, but the words Asberto is about to say were undoubtedly damaging to this prestigious history.

"Dear Asberto, long time no see! Sorry to keep you waiting!

Charlotte came out of the back room somehow in a flashy dress. It's like wearing a gorgeous dress for a night club, with accessories and makeup. It doesn't look very cautious and Asberto can't hide his discomfort.

Nor does the samurai who came out with him seem to make the decision seem bad, and he seems completely oblivious that his master is cautious.

Asberto asks, in anticipation of the fact that he is about to yell at me.

"What's the matter, what's the deal?"

"For the graduation party at the Royal College of Aristocrats, I made a new one! How about that?

Asberto sighed at Charlotte, turning around and shaking.

"Charlotte. You must be cautious. [M] Are you going to the next graduation party?"

"Of course I am! Because it's His Highness's graduation party! I'm supposed to be sick and in therapy, right? If you say you've recovered, you can leave without a problem!

Asberto gets a headache when Charlotte doesn't know the weight of what she's done. I thought about the relationship between the King Noston family and the Martino family, and I became foolish that I was hesitant to say what I was going to say.

"Charlotte. If you're going to the graduation party, let the escort be Salomon, okay?

…… What do you mean? Is Master Asberto off?

"It's not. I'm going with Miss Nicolas. Though you will soon dawn, you must be cautious. [M] If you really want to leave, I won't stop, but I won't escort you."

"Oh, no... That's crazy! 'Cause Master Asberto is my fiancée, right?!? Did Master Nicolas say anything to you?... Unforgivable!

Charlotte's adorable eyes connected and turned into an ugly look. Charlotte's poor character also grasped Asbert, but I'm somewhat shocked that the nature he showed up with was more than I expected.

Asberto, who decided she shouldn't be too irritated until she was firmly rooted, changed direction.

"Even though there is Miss Nicolas, the royal family of the great power Puffett, there is no way that those of the corresponding status will not escort. Unexpectedly, your fiancée is at the beginning of her education. It won't be enough to go to the night club as my fiancée"

Asberto had implicitly criticized Charlotte's actions as she continued to flee Anne's Queen's education.

"But... the graduation party... lies... what do you mean..."

Charlotte is relieved to assume that the graduation party is the main event on Asberto Route.

"This room has the technique of disabling magic. I hope you don't think too silly."

Charlotte glanced at Salomon, who said with no expression.

"Charlotte. Nothing, I don't mean to dissolve the engagement right now. I'm just saying I need to identify some more of your qualities. … including her commitment to education."

"Oh, is that what you mean...... Dear Asberto! I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Charlotte smiles back when she conveniently cuts and understands only the words "not dissolved". This world is all for itself, it was foolishness because you assume so.

(Right. I'm a heroine!... but from Master Asberto's mouth, I hate it when he's going to take me to that aunt on vacation.... right!

While fixing his seemingly pathetic look, Charlotte came up with the worst evil thing Asbert would want him to do.

――――

That, three hours ago.

Asberto had met His Majesty the King at the Royal Palace.

"Your Majesty. This is my next graduation party from the Royal College of Aristocracy, and I would like to escort my fiancé, Miss Charlotte, not Miss Nicola Windsor, who is an international student from the Paft Country."

King Noston looks out for his son's unexpected proclamation.

"Are you serious?... Not bad..."

He was the king who tried to speak of consideration for the Martino family, but the words did not last. The King, too, has long been concerned about Charlotte's standing behavior.

"Miss Nicola is the next student chairman and an exemplary warrant for all students. Miss Charlotte is currently in sick care, and I was wondering if it would be reasonable to attend with Miss Nicolas as First Prince."

Asberto turns a blind eye to Lord Martino, who refrains behind the king.

"Oh, right. Your Highness is right. As the Duke of Martino, we agree."

Only a very small part of the Royal College of Aristocrats knows that Charlotte is at home cautious, not in sick care. Lord Martino can only agree with one piece of neck skin connected due to Asberto considerations.

"Right. Then, Asberto, do as you please."

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The king, who looked narrowly at Asberto bowing his head, tells Lord Martino.

"... Lord Martino. Will you confirm your plans for the rest of this?"

"Yes, sir."

After seeing him leave the office, the king asks Asberto.

"The only reason you want to escort Miss Nicola Windsor is because you care about her status"

Asberto's thoughts stopped at a question that stuck unexpectedly.

…… I… want to choose the best path for the future of this country "

"Ho."

"Now for some reason, what I wish in the depths of my heart overlaps with the best path in this country...... to be honest, it's confusing. But it's never moving with personal emotions."

"Right. You got it. … encourage."

Asberto was thus dressed as essentially obtaining permission to move toward the dissolution of Charlotte's engagement.

The following week, the graduation party of the Royal College of Aristocrats was grandly executed.

Asberto escorted Nicola as he wished. To the unexpected combination, the aristocrats present also heard me caring for the martyr of the Duke of Martino family during sick care, but more than that, praising the two.

Asberto's appeal to His Majesty the King to choose Nicolas was successful.

―――――

"Why don't you go to Cartina during this vacation"

In the office, Veek, surrounded by papers, says. Too much paperwork loaded on my desk, I can't see my face.

"That's good.... but if I get rid of all this paperwork, Vik"

Keith is stunned while placing new documents on the auxiliary desk.

"Cartina is from that famous agricultural zone?

"Yes. Naturally blessed, areas with sprawling wheat fields. It's also a widely known villa."

Lewis answers Claire's question.

A little earlier than the Royal College of Aristocracy in the Noston Country, the Royal School in the Paft Country was on vacation. Even today, Claire is supposed to learn the magic of healing at the Virgin of the Church this afternoon. Before that, I came to help with Vik's paperwork.

"The rice is delicious, the view is beautiful, and it's just the right place to combine your inspection with your vacation! Sauce!"

To Donnie's words, Vik nods.

"Oh. A vacation would be nice, but the crops were out of order last year. I got a report from the lord, but I wanted to check it out with this eye."

Claire feels a little sorry for herself as she listens to their conversation. In all seriousness, I wanted to go with myself, but I knew that if it meant official business, my accompaniment wouldn't come true.

"Claire's a Cartina, you've never seen her before."

Claire looks up at Lewis' words.

"Me too... can I come with you?

"Absolutely. This is a private trip."

Vik was heard from the other side of the document, which was loaded high.

"... happy! Thanks."

"Vik, Claire is so happy for you. My eyes sparkle! Too bad you can't see it in the papers."

Donnie makes fun of Vik.

"What you can't see in this face is punishment from the people who are waiting for a ruling on this document."

"Before that...... first, does it end up on vacation, this amount"

Lewis and Keith also continue.

The amount of work Veek has is terribly enormous. Claire knew that because she knew excellence, it was the way for the neighbors to let her speed up and clean up paperwork all at once under pressure like this.

……

From across the pile of paperwork, I can't hear anything. I feel that the sound of running a pen called Crisp has gone a little faster without a heart.

Claire and the neighbors looked at each other and laughed.

―――――

After taking a magic course from the Virgin at the church, Claire was about to return to her out-of-house chamber. But I stop on my feet feeling signs of concern.

"Dion... don't you feel anything?

"Really? I don't know."

It was in front of a room that would be a stuffing block for the magicians.

(Although it's time for everyone to go home... I wonder what this discomfort is)

There are two magician's rooms, one with a 'door' that connects the Puffett and Noston countries. What worried Claire was the room where this' door 'was installed.

(Is this... a slight sign of magic?

Afraid, Claire opens the door.

…… How could you...!

There, her half-sister was down.