Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

Leticiel's mansion had strained air.

"... Luvik, what do you mean? Did something happen to the cloud?

Erase any facial expressions and Leticiel asks quietly with an icy, faceless look. Luvik wanders for a moment into his master's genuine mode, which he has seen for a long time, but never opens his mouth.

"They say Cloud was punished for working disrespectfully on his wife and is currently trapped in the basement of the mansion..."

"... what?

Picri and Leticiel move their eyebrows. Luvik continues his words.

"Nor do I... know more about how..."

"Oh, you know...! It's all my fault!!

The young gardener, who blocked Luvik's words and stood behind him, raised his voice. Leticiel shifts his gaze to him.

"Me, if I don't make such a mess...!

"Calm down. Can you tell me what happened?

"Yes...!

To Leticiel's inquiry, the gardener's young man began to talk about what had happened at the Potspots and Duke's Mansion, even as he shrugged his shoulders.

The trigger, he said, was that Krista's cherished flowers broke the planted pot.

Cloud, who was working nearby, gave precise instructions, but he was angry at Cancún because Deanne had witnessed the scene.

"So, the cloud was punished?

"Yes... so, but that's not all...! After that, your wife slipped in a puddle... Mr. Cloud sheltered his wife softly... but he got hurt pretty bad because of it...!

……

Apparently, Cloud, despite protecting her husband, threw Deanne into the basement after skipping her meal on account of breaking a bowl or ruining her own dress.

"How injured are you?

"... back, arms, ceramic fragments everywhere... stabbed and cut, blood...!

Leticiel's expression is frightened by injuries worse than I thought.

"Yet they take me as I am... Mr. Cloud just sheltered me...! I... it's all my fault! Because of me..."

"... wait, so the cloud isn't getting a scratch allowance?

If you have been badly injured, the absolutely necessary process of allowances and treatment is not in the current story. To the precise possibility, Leticiel could not believe his hypothesis.

"Yes...... I've cut my back and arms in so many places, I'm trapped..."

"Mr. Cloud... such a terrible injury...!?

"It's all my fault... I turned my belly and apologized to my wife..."

Nicole holds her mouth down with a blue face, and the youth is holding her head and snapping something with the bumps.

After listening, Leticiel frowned and closed his eyes with his arms together.

"Lady... what shall we do..."

Luvik looks at Leticiel with an anxious look. Leticiel lays his eyes silent for a while, but eventually opens his eyelids as he lights a quiet flame on his eyes of different colors.

"I'm going to the Duke's house right away. I'm worried about the cloud."

Leticiel was really unconvinced by the Duke's attitude.

There could certainly have been a crude phase such as breaking a bowl. But I couldn't stand the fact that Deanne had unjustly punished me for not giving Locke any allowances to the servants who presented themselves and protected me.

Ma'am, I'm coming with you.

"Yeah, get the carriage ready, please. You, too, come with me."

"Yes!

Nodding small, Luvik flies out of the mansion. While Luvik is ready for the carriage, Leticiel turns to Nicole.

Nicole, please leave a message.

"Yes, I'll take care of it!

"Thanks"

When Nicole dropped me off and went outside the mansion, the carriage had already been moved in front of the main entrance and was ready to run at any time.

"Let's hurry, both of us"

"Yes, ma'am"

"... Huh? The lady... you...!?

"Come on, get in."

Pulling the bewildered young man into the carriage while Luvik, once experiencing this pattern, holds between his eyebrows.

The carriage carrying the Leticiers creeps through the south gate of the king's capital at the fastest speed. The sun is setting there, and the city of Nirvaan is a little dim.

Blasting through unpopular boulevards, Leticiel arrived at the Duke's house in about 10 minutes.

You didn't expect me to get out and knock this gate around again in a week, how dare you, Leticiel stops the carriage in front of the front entrance.

"Lady Drossel, I won't be!

Daniel, the deacon who came out in front of the front door, rushed to stop Leticiel as he got out of the carriage and tried to step into the front door with Zukazka.

"I wonder what I shouldn't do? For once, I'm supposed to be the lady in this house, right?

"Ya, you're definitely right..."

"By the way, where's the cloud?

……

Daniel solidifies haphazardly to Leticiel's short question. Leticiel folded up even more.

"Is it true that the cloud was trapped underground with injuries?

……

Daniel doesn't say anything, but his face keeps getting bluer and bluer, and he looks at me like he's complaining about something with his eyes.

Leticiel was once again convinced that something was still going on in the cloud.

"Well, fine. Out of the way."

"Please wait...! Lady!"

Sliding through Daniel's side as he tried to stop at all costs, Leticiel stepped into the entrance hall with dignity.

"Which one is Master Scarlo or Deanne? Oh, you can have anything, Master Fried."

"Yes, no, ma'am... Your husband is seeing you now -..."

A familiar voice was heard from behind the mansion so as to block Daniel's words as he hesitated.

"Hey Daniel, we need customers but it's noisy..."

One door facing the hall opened, and Deanne, who concealed her mouth with a fan, appeared without even trying to hide her grump.

Deanne's words ran out on the way, because of course she saw Leticiel. The hand holding the fan starts to shudder in a pull, and the area of the eye not hidden by the fan is all red.

"What are you doing here!

"This is supposed to be my parents' house for once, but what's wrong with coming?

"There's no place for you here!

"Yeah, because I don't need a place here either. It's each other."

Leticiel's chilled attitude, which speaks of Cillet, was raising the Voltage of Deanne's Wrath even more.

"What is that attitude?!? Look great!

"For one thing, could you let me see the cloud?

"I don't have a brother-in-law to let you see me!

To Deanne's cry Leticiel put his finger on his chin and did something to conceive of.

"How can you not let it out? No way, Cloud can't call me because he's badly injured, oh, my God?

"Become! There isn't!!

Where the wind blows, such as Deanne's gaze at Gilli and this one, Leticiel leans his neck even further.

"Really? I heard Deanne unjustly punished you for your selfishness by protecting your husband and not making allowance to an injured servant."

"Become...!! You insult me!?

"I'm not insulting you or anything. I just want to make sure the rumors are true and false. Besides, I think you have more in-laws to meet your servant than you have the title of second daughter to the Duke's house?

"... Huh! You...! What the hell is that saying to me, my mother..."

"I don't care, so will you let me out the cloud? I'll take care of it."

To many of Leticiel's words, Deanne apparently reached the limit of patience.

"Shut up!! I don't have any abominations like you!!

A loud yell fell in the hall. Hum and his nose ringing, Deanne staring down at Leticiel, calling and scattering.

"The cloud has ruined the flowers that Krista cares about, and she's about to hurt me!? Besides, you ruined my dress and the punishment is rather light!!

……

Putzn......

I felt like such a noise didn't sound like that in the hall of the Duke's Mansion to a theory so selfish.

I did hear the sound of my husband's indulgence hanging up, and a chill ran on Luvik's back. The only person in the hall who hadn't noticed Leticiel's anger was Deanne, who was drunk on her world.

"... you mean to lay people's lives aside for such self-centered reasons?

The tone of Leticiel's voice drops to the words that came out of Deanne's mouth, which should be in a position to protect those below, even if he is a nobleman standing above men.

I understood that nobility in this day and age was not the same way nobility was 1000 years ago. But still, such absurdity cannot be tolerated.

"Self-centered?! Don't make me laugh! Is it important to us? I wonder if you don't even know that at the edge of the nobility!

"... you don't even want to know. Until I made my natural point as a person. Do you understand the pain and suffering of hurting?

It was normal for aristocrats during the Astrea Continental War to set up a system of conscription and tax revenues in order to protect their people and to go to battle by cutting ahead themselves.

Always a shield of the people as those who stand above men, that was the way nobility should be at the time.

"I don't know! I am the Duchess!?

……

"That stuff, it's a little bloody and it's not a big scratch! If this wound has sheltered me, I should be more honored to serve this house."

Born as the daughter of a good house, she marries the righteous Duke, and everyone presents herself and protects herself.

I am a being to be protected. That's the norm for Deanne, and I guess she doesn't do anything about those who shelter and hurt herself.

"... hey, isn't that a big scratch..."

A cold breeze blows through the entrance hall. Even with a frozen grin on his mouth, Leticiel turns his hard gaze to Deanne.

To the ice that spread a little from her feet, Deanne screamed voiceless.

"Is it really no big deal then, why don't you experience it yourself?

Leticiel's words pour into Deanne's ears with a nagging creep.

At the same time, a sharp pain ran on my back. Deanne twisted herself greatly to the pain she felt for the first time. The pain did not disappear, and the more time went on, the more inflated it became to claim its own existence.

"No!!! Ouch Ouch Ouch Ouch!!!

Whether your back is being attacked by burning pain, only the appearance and voice of an abominable child standing in front of you closes your eyes, or blocks your ears, you won't leave sneaking up on your back of your brain as if you were laughing.

It was as if it embodied a distorted ritual that lasted 16 years in this House. Those who mock and those who are mocked. That standing position just flipped.

"The cloud must be experiencing more pain"

The appearance of an abominable child floating in the dark (...). The face doesn't show any emotions.

"This still isn't a big scratch, what can you say?

All the humans in the hall panicked to Deanne, who suddenly shouted out that it was painful to be injured nowhere (...).

"... lady, what the hell did you do to your wife...?

"I made him experience the pain of an injured person. Explain it in words, but she won't try to figure it out, will she?

What Leticiel put on Deanne was a magic trick that showed hallucinations.

The level of pain Deanne is experiencing is to the extent that she had minor cuts to her body, but I guess she felt at the level of major injury.

Leticiel couldn't allow Deanne to do anything against the cloud because he had dropped off his men and companions who had once died covering themselves on the battlefield many times.

Leticiel was also severely injured or slightly injured in his previous life, and his arm was severed once. Physical breakdown can be cured by magic, but it won't go away until the pain of the wound.

There are wounds that can be healed and wounds that cannot be healed, not magic and omnipotence. Those who couldn't save it, and those who couldn't, carve a scar in their hearts that will last a lifetime.

When Leticiel rang his fingers with his pussy, the hallucinating magic that was on Deanne was lifted.

Released from all sorts of hallucinations, Deanne entered the floor in a relaxed state, covering her face with both hands and sobbing. I don't know what that comes from.

The door that Deanne had come out earlier opened again, and now Scarlo came out.

"... be!? Why are you here? Get out of this house now!

Seeing Leticiel, Scarlo aroused most of the opening. And he nodded and ran over to his sobbing wife, and when he hugged him, he glanced at Leticiel again.

"You! What did you do to Deanne!!? Get the hell out of this house!

"If you don't tell me, I'll be out as soon as I'm done."

"I don't remember inviting you in! I don't care about errands or anything. Get out now! You're going against me!

Leticiel puts together a little intimidating witchcraft because he was disgusted with Scarlo, who seemed to intend to do gamigami reasoning only.

Leticiel walks toward Scarlo while activating the procedure.

"... Hino!! Ku, don't come! This cursed abominator...!!

That alone makes Scarlo lose his prestige and unnecessarily sit on the floor from his hips.

"My purpose is the cloud. You want me to leave early, don't you? Then why don't you tell me where he is?

Scarlo retreats with a giddy ass. It was when Leticiel tried to take a step further towards Scarlo.

"What's wrong with you?

A calm voice echoes in the hall. It wasn't loud, but the voice reached my ear quickly and clearly.

One long-sleeved boy comes out of the door where Scarlo came out. Despite being a light outfit, I can tell that the outfit is of good quality at first glance.

The boy, with gray eyes in his deep blue hair, walked over here in graceful footsteps. Both Scarlo and Daniels were bluishing their faces at the boy's appearance.

In the sudden appearance of some grown-up boy, Leticiel leaned his neck small.