Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Ma

"Your Highness, your hands are stopped again."

Ha, head up to Cyril's voice.

I should have checked the paperwork accumulated on the desk one at a time, but it seems to have gone to someone with a different consciousness.

I don't have as much work to do today as I think.

While I don't think this is a good idea, I get really bonked.

"You're just a deep sigh over and over again. How about we end up with a good addition or subtraction depression?

"I won't have a choice today or so. By now, when Rachel left the Marquis, I was just worried."

"You're tracking them with demon stones, aren't you? Wouldn't that be nice?"

It won't be my fault that Cyril's words feel like togues.

Demon Stone… The necklace I gave Rachel the other day.

But that's not like tracking people down.

"That's what informs me when the danger is imminent.

Don't say anything bad about tracking. "

"Really? Master Theodore said.

I did, though. His Royal Highness was consulted, "Can't you make magic tools that will allow you to know where certain people are?"

I didn't know Theodore's guy, more importantly, would fall apart on Cyril.

If this guy finds out, I'm sure he'll be the feather that keeps ticking me off for years to come.

Next time I see you, I'll have to say even one of my complaints.

It's just true, I've definitely talked to Theodore.

The truth is, I want a demon prop that can tell me where Rachel is. It is not true that I thought so.

"… It seems that it is still difficult. Theodore said it was going to be fun, but he told me it was going to take a while.

We didn't make it to Rachel's departure. "

"I knew it. Wouldn't you have been willing to track it down one by one if you had made it"

"It would be a big difference between what I tried to do and what I did"

"... Your Highness, reopening is not looking good."

Cyril turns her jittery gaze this way as she brews me tea.

"I should have advised Miss Rachel."

"You mean betray me?

From the cup placed in front of me, there is a good aroma of roses.

This is a tea that Rachel particularly likes.

I am always ready for the office and my own room so that I can get her out whenever she comes and not cut the stock.

Soon, I started to like this tea when I wanted to settle down myself.

I also understand that Cyril prepares tea to suit my mood.

If it was meant to be, it wouldn't be Cyril's job to make tea.

But I had mastered it without knowing because I didn't like it when people came in and out of the office more than once.

… I think he's really good.

Such Cyril thinks, "Oh, man." Give me a cold gaze.

"I'll tell you what, it's more likely that Lady Theodore will tell Miss Rachel than me."

"Oh, it sure is. You can easily imagine him talking to Rachel."

"Isn't it? I don't know if Miss Rachel hates me. Because His Highness totally deserves it."

"... tough."

I do understand that it's too much, and if Rachel finds out about it, maybe she'll even hate it, like Cyril said.

But just in case, I've never been over it.

Because Rachel's safety is the best thing for me.

Of course, I don't want you to hate me.

… No, if you hate me, you won't be able to get back on your feet, and I don't even want to imagine it.

Still, I can't replace Rachel's safety.

I don't really want to leave it to someone, I want to protect Rachel.

I want to see Rachel look closer than anyone else on the right side of her hard work.

If you are in a position to do so.

But I can't do that as the King Prince of this country.

Because at the same time I have to protect her, I have to protect the people of this country.

That's why I can only wait for Rachel to believe in this place.

"That's a long time."

The voice that squealed so small was too weak to be my own voice.

I can tell that Cyril in front of me is worried about me just because of her expression, even though she tells a novel.

"Was your trip scheduled for about a month?"

"Oh, yeah"

When I met Rachel, I dressed up and told her I'd wait.

But I can't help but miss Rachel, who just left today.

I want to look into Rachel's cat-like eyes.

I want you to smile.

I want to stroke that soft, wavy, smooth hair.

And I want to hug her right now and lock her in this arm.

Just thinking about it makes me feel worse.

But it's also for me that she works so hard.

'I want to stand next to Your Highness', the words will inspire me many times over the coming month.

That's why I have to get rid of what needs to be done, too.

I think so, after a mouthful of tea, I reach for the paperwork I had accumulated and correct my posture.

When you see me like that, and Cyril nods one satisfactorily, you go back to your seat.

I recall that he had applied to His Majesty for a look while checking the documents and signing them at the end.

The documents at hand were then reached into a container placed on the table and placed in a confirmed drawer.

Then he turns his gaze to Cyril and calls out.

"Cyril."

"Yes, what is it?

"What was the response from His Majesty on the sight?

"Yes, if it's about fifteen minutes today, we'll have time."

"Right. I don't know if we have fifteen minutes to talk about it, but, well, fine."

I've never had a parent-child relationship where the conversation lasted in the first place.

I can't imagine His Majesty speaking to me in peace.

"Are you sure?

"What?

"Will you meet His Majesty and even declare war?

"Proclamation of war, huh? That is up to His Majesty.

Why does His Majesty hold the Virgin so far? You don't understand. "

"That's true.

Miss Carol's grown up, too, and you said you'd play your part as a Virgin.

Do you dare marry a royal family? "

Thank you, Your Majesty. There is a verse going steadily behind the marriage between me and Miss Carroll.

That's why if we don't talk about it here, we can force Rachel to wrap up the story while she's on her journey.

Indeed, the Virgin is a worthy being for the nation.

And until now, the Virgin is mostly married to royalty.

The literature states that the royal family, married to the Virgin, will then have a rich country.

It's literature from 300 years ago, even recently.

The actual place is unknown, and most importantly, it may be the creation of the legend of the Virgin, which has long been popular in our country.

Or did the protection from the Spirit King really affect the royal family as well?

"The Virgin is protected by the Spirit King of Light.

I suppose you think it can be quite a beneficial pawn for His Majesty "

"If so, it would be quite difficult to persuade."

"We have to do this. Because this is the wall I have to face."

Okay, let's just say I fight my battle.