Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Oh Bettina, you're amazing, you've often kept such the best seats......!

"Phew, thank you, Grete. When you hear that the Princes of Alberto are going to attend a lecture on spiritualism, I'll skip lunch and wait in order, okay?

On a beautiful day, the cathedral.

The best Spiritology lecture of the afternoon was the first full time since the disaster occurred.

In the long chair for worship, students lean against each other in the cucumber and await the advent of the mentor.

Bettina and the others, whispering from earlier, sat close to the rear door.

Slightly far from seeing the face of the new mentor, who would stand on an altar set in front of the diocese, they were nevertheless very satisfied.

Because from that seat, the Princes of Alberto, seated slightly behind the centre of the diocese, were well seen.

"See, today and today Prince Alberto is beautiful...... Recently, I've heard a lot from Senior Bernstein, but it's very eye-catching to have two different types of beauty halls lined up."

"Oh, look! Senior Bernstein just laughed a little!

They are no longer inspiring handsome observation with lectures and other things that are about to begin, but the boys sitting right next to them are the boys.

"Hey, look at that. Natalia put her hand on Leonora's arm."

"That's a provocation to Master Bianca. Look, I'm hugging Leonora like Lady Bianca's hanging out.... when you pose like that, you get squashed in a good way... eye blessing."

Three beautiful girls sitting right in front of Alberto and the others - observing Bianca and Leonora in Natalia and falling back.

As far as the diocese was concerned, the students in general were in such a state.

"Oh, Leonora looked back again. You care so much about the prince."

"Hehe, but I turned forward embarrassed by Senior Bernstein. Pretty things."

"She's so pretty, she's kind of a little animal."

Usually harsh on the same sex, they also have a sweeter appreciation for Reishi Marquis.

"Ah, the swollen Leonora is comforted by Master Bianca. You feel like a sister."

"No, no, I saw it. The fact that Leonora is comforting Bianca, who was depressed when she inadvertently made the Queen's statement. That's a good boy."

"I know. I dropped my wallet before, and Leonora wouldn't want to contaminate Sabaran, but she'd crawl and look for me. Even if it's drooling, I'm not moving a single eyebrow."

Even male students, of course, are tempted by the sometimes adorable and sometimes beautiful Marquis Harkenberg.

The daughter of Claudia, a tragic young lady who fell into harm's way.

The girl, who appeared with such ominous titles, was the supreme being with a beauty that was not even thought of as something of the world, but with a clean, merciful heart, a clear brain.

Even though you stand on the righteous queen in a patriarchal manner, without hanging it on your snuff nose, you just lean down to avoid being alone, instead of gazing at each other, even in front of a prince who admires you enough to risk his life to protect you.

Everyone couldn't help but support such a beautiful and nasty, discreet girl.

"... hey, I think again"

Hmm, Bettina squeaks with her sigh.

In her eyes lived a sincere light like witnessing a miracle, not just directed at the prince she admired.

"Next to the First Prince of the Empire, senior citizen Bernstein. Make sure to pinch Leonora, Bianca the Red Rose and Natalia the White Lily.... a few months ago, I couldn't think of a sight."

"True."

Grete snorts, too.

Around Lady Reishi's Marquis, royalty and citizens, red roses and white lilies sat together without any discomfort. of its naturalness - how honorable.

In the diocese, many students waited for the lecture to begin as they poured a hot gaze on the glorious five.

"How much should I steal from you as a reward for a guest panda?"

"Oh, what would a merchant's son say, Senior Oscar?"

Alberto responded with a smile to Oscar, who shrugged with a laid face.

"Compensation is what a person who enjoys a benefit pays to the benefit provider. Since it is thus the Church that will delight more students in the lectures on Spiritology, in this case the payer will be the Church. Failure to reward the Church is a place that does not fear the Spirit."

"is, as always, a tongue that spins well"

Cut back in tone, but if you look closely, the look is fun.

Recently, completely close, they had, in Alberto's proposal, lured "influential figures within the College" to face a lecture in spirituality.

Because after the Harald disaster, here, the students feared the anger of the royal family and stopped putting any foot on the church.

Alberto and Oscar - they have a sense of consciousness as parties to the disaster, but they didn't expect the reaction of these overgoing students to be good.

No matter how corrupt an organization called the Church was, sin and man should be separated, and faith must be preserved.

That is why it was said that the newly appointed instructor guided as many students into the diocese as possible by coinciding with the opening of the lecture for the first time, removing the boundaries of the school year and making his own guests.

"But that's Senior Oscar. Most of the students out of the city seem to be attending."

"You're the one. Well, but... as for the good attendance of male students, it's probably because of his presence, not because of us."

It was the brunette girl who sat pinched by Natalia and Bianca with her thumb pointing at Oscar.

Separated from his classmates, he is somewhat uncomfortable wandering his gaze because of being sandwiched by two royal families.

"Right."

And Oscar shook his head, jealously, to Alberto smiling with a sweet look as he watched the girl.

My best friend, Rolf, and his family, look at the gap and tell Oscar to "dictate Leonora," but knowing that the Empire's proud First Prince is in love with this much, he's going out of his way to become a biting dog and other fools.

Number one, she's only twelve.

(Ma, is age getting out of excuses these days?

Women grow fast.

As he pursued the day, Oscar sighed small, watching the girl, who was clearly gaining in beauty, in a mood like his brother's, one way or another.

Every time a girl casually turns her gaze to people, I see the men ahead leaning bright red in their faces.

Too much beauty is no longer poison.

Connected from the idea, brother, Oscar remembered that there was a fuzz.

"Yes, Prince. I'm talking about the development of my brother."

"Formation, is it!?

And the girl, hearing the words in her ears, turns around here all the time.

Oscar grinned bitterly at her trying to make her eyes shine and join the conversation.

"Hey, Leonora. I'm talking to the prince. You, turn around and wait with the good boy."

Meanwhile, the dressed Leo, noted in the tone of his obnoxious brother himself, pointed his lips softly.

(What the fuck, asshole! I need you to tell me that story, too!

In Leo, the formation business Franz was one in which he should also be allowed to participate.

Because Franz is a good guy.

I'm sure you won't blame and complain, even if you add about one person, and if it's in that interest properly.

(What, what, what!? What are you talking about! Mix me up, too. Yo!

Sometimes Leo can't stop talking to the Oscars, who are going to meet to see how many levels of development they have. Yes, Oscar and the Prince, who are totally in agreement, occasionally exchange views on Franz's drawing formation business.

"From the point of view of convenience and persecution, the group selling out in the early days decided on the type of summoning water purification"

"... well, there are many places in the lower town that are insecure, because the water is not well cured. It would be a great help to the citizens."

(Oh, water business!

Oops his ears like an elephant, Leo said in his heart, "Like! shouted."

"But the water doesn't seem to go well with the magic cloth. I drew a formation with normal dye, and as soon as I summoned the water, the formation would melt and collapse."

(Humph)

"So why don't you apply the embroidery? It'll take a lot of work, but it'll be easier to compare it to well digging."

(Ho ho)

"No, if you fix the formation from the beginning, you will continue to summon water from the point of distribution."

(ahhh)

Leo is no longer as good as the two of us.

(Damn, this is fun. I'm in.)

Whatever it is, it's the moment when business is ventured. I can only smell the glorious future and the fragrant gold.

Oh, if you even added yourself, you'd do everything from securing distribution routes to drafting product concepts to developing promotional measures to pricing simulations.

and, at that time, a golden departed god came down an angel, and Leo said, "Yes!" He turned around again and raised his hand.

"Um! Um! Embroidery from the beginning, finished, no, if..."

"Leonora, the lecture is about to begin. Before."

Oscar embarrasses me again. No, Bianca and Natalia are bittersweet too.

It only seemed to them that the girl, who should have no business knowledge or anything else, was stretching her back full, just wanting to join the conversation with her beloved prince.

However,

"No, Senior Oscar"

Speaking of the prince of the day, he forgived Oscar with a serene voice.

"Leonora doesn't know how many times she saved us with that wisdom. Why don't she add to the argument, too?

(Nice, Prince!

Leo makes his face shine all the time.

I don't remember bringing them together with the wisdom eye, or saving the princes, but the follow-up is appreciated. That's the leo quality.

"But in stories like women and children enjoy..."

"Oh, he doesn't even look like a senior. Leonora, who is still young and a woman, should be able to speak from a radical place, not imprisoned by barren habits. Her presence also inspires other members."

"O, prince..."

Leo drew his face to the prince, who lined up the ominous words "barren" or "radical" or "bald" with only a soft voice.

but fortunately, Oscar seems to want to take it or not with his big nose, and with a cool face he says, "Is that true, too?" etc. He was a sunny Han Qi.

"Then..."

But the moment Oscar opens his mouth to a large extent.

The students at the front turned to one another.

"What?

The Oscars also turn their gaze.

Hundreds of eyes stare ahead,

"Whoa, - what the hell, with the festivities?

A mentor, sarcastically engraved with a grin on one cheek, had just taken the stage.