Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

"What's going on with that guy's body?

A man's voice sounds small in a decaying cathedral with dim, high ceilings.

The man, sitting in a wooden bench in pain everywhere and wearing a white hood deep in his eyes, said as he looked at the dull stained glass on the front.

"Yes? Mil-kun worried about that boy? What, is it even snowing tomorrow?

In front of that stained glass, another young man, originally clawing on a speech stand for the pastor to preach, with brown monoculars on his right eye, replies with a hella of laughter.

"Will you come down? You still don't lose your mouth, Jacquedoe."

"It's an honor to compliment you."

"I'm not praising you. And I'm Milgrain, and how many times have I told you not to call me by my strange nickname?"

"Huh? Mil-kun's easier to call, isn't he?

The man known as Milgrain glanced at Guillot and his opponent, but the young man known as Jacquedoe had no idea how to stop.

"But that prince in therapy, he doesn't seem to expect much awakening, does he?

"Well... well, the black fog I used was also incomplete, so it's within my expectations."

"Yeah, yeah, I snuck into the outhouse because I disguised myself, but it's a huge loss ~"

I hoped because I was a descendant of that red-eyed king, and I deliberately posed for you, says Jacquedoe.

The First Prince, a direct line of contemporary kings with red eyes, has also had its character and has long been an easy subject to attach.

After the disturbance at the school, I thought it was an opportunity to go to sleep and encourage an awakening of purpose, but thank God it's going to end in failure.

"Hung, you don't even think about fine dust like that"

"Is that it? Did you find out?

To the grumpy looking milgrain, Jacquedot answers with ease as he removes his monocular glasses and wipes them off. Red eyes under glasses emit dull light in the dark.

Two, a dull footsteps echoed in the diocese mixed in with the conversation between the two of them.

"Sounds like a lot of fun"

From the darkness of the cathedral, a figure appeared as if they were both wearing white robes and hiding their faces in a hood.

When he hears a slightly higher voice like a boy, Milgrain immediately rises out of his chair and gets off the table, saying that Jackdoe is also a good one.

"Welcome back, Master"

"It was pretty late, wasn't it, Dana?"

"I stopped by for a little while."

The dull light that plugs from the stained glass illuminates the boy.

Alongside Milgrain and Jacquedoe, the boy was somewhat small and his face was all hidden with a silver mask, but he can barely see the chills and black hair.

"How's the plan going?

"Don't worry ~, the plan is going steadily even while Dana's away! Well, there was an unexpected interruption in one of those territories ~"

"Right."

A silver haired girl walking across the battlefield depends on the brains of the three men who were there.

Milgrain frowned slightly and lowered his eyes, throwing a question to the boy in some worrying tone.

"Master, example person...... are you sure you want to leave Drossel alone?

"No problem. Instead, she has to be like this."

The boy answered instantly without even showing himself lost. She...... I expected Drossel's jamming from the start, and that's part of the plan.

"Besides, with her entry alone now, there is no loosening in the implementation of the plan. within the margin of error."

"... if that's what the master says, do as you please with everything"

Milgrain said so and bowed his head respectfully to the boy.

Jackdoe on the side, but Dana's loyal dog ~! Something like that, but that'll probably get pulled over by Milgrain later.

"... I'll be waiting, Drossel. No...... Leticiel"

I heard a grunt and a small laugh from the inside of the mask of a boy who turned his back on two of his men.

The raucous spring sun gently illuminates the gardens and buildings of the Lucrezia School.

One carriage runs through a garden with flowers blooming announcing the arrival of spring.

By that window was the figure of Leticiel with his cheek cane to view the view.

(... that's a lot of carriages I'm unfamiliar with)

The approach in front of the main building also stops many carriages in shapes that Leticiel has never seen before, and we can see not only the students but also their parents.

Today, the Lucrezia School is the day to celebrate a new semester, as well as an entrance ceremony to welcome new students.

"Be careful, lady"

"Yeah, thanks, Luvik"

That's what Luvik says and smiles at Leticiel for getting out of the carriage.

Teaching Luvik today's plans and everything else, Leticiel enters the main building at the usual rate of freshness.

Its chest replaces Lilac's badge, which shows elementary school students, and Peony's badge, which is a sign of middle school students, shimmers.

The entrance to the main building was laid with an unusually crimson carpet, and the aristocratic adults dressed in flashy clothes, with their own sons, were bickering.

The fact that these freshmen will be juniors from today also doesn't really make Leticiel feel active in school life in the first place, but the admission ceremony seems to be mandatory for all school students, so it's a hassle but Leticiel heads to the venue.

"Oh, Drossel."

I heard a voice from behind me.

Turning around, there was Lucas, dressed in his attire, waving his hand this way.

The white toned jacket is decorative gold strings and medals, and the trousers are embroidered with gold.

He wore a luxurious velvet cape decorated with fur, embroidery, etc. on his back, which was too unusual to recognize him as the same person for a moment.

"Sounds heavy, that cloak"

"It's been a while since I've seen you and your first voice is that?

To Leticiel, who meets him and tells him something early and incorrect, Lucas scratches his head with Gasigasi and sighs as if he was frightened.

It was the last time I met Lucas at the Duke's referee in the example, and after that, Leticiel was cautious and I haven't seen him at all.

After that, the vacant Duke with the fall of the Filialeggis family was given to the Oracio family, headed by Lucas.

Lucas himself didn't seem to be much of a rider, but you don't think there was anyone who disagreed because he was a hero in the Sphere War that broke out with the Lapis country about 11 years ago?

"Until I told you my honest thoughts. It's later than that, but congratulations, Sir."

"Forget it. It's not even a great pleasure to wipe your ass for a scandalous, vacant, upstream nobleman's resurrection."

"Still, nobody opposed this candidate, so that must have meant that there was so much hope," Father. ""

"Give me a real break about how you call me that..."

Within the Filia Legis family, Shah had also been given to Letisiel, who had been spared deportation.

I helped solve the problem, but I don't necessarily need to do a strange imitation in the future, so I had to observe and dispose of it, but adoption was used as a method.

As a result, Leticiel became the adopted daughter of the Oracio family, and Lucas is now Leticiel's stepfather and watchdog.

That said, although the book just moved from the Filialeggis to the Oracio family, Leticiel still lives in that mansion in the suburbs with the Luviks.

"It's time to go. You're going to be late... I'm going now, but you?

"I'll be there, too. 'Cause the whole school seems to be compulsory."

"Well, come easy"

Lucas grinned bitterly at Leticiel, who frowned muckingly at her boredom, perceiving her mood.

The cathedral, the venue for the entrance ceremony, is behind the main building. Standing by a lake stretching behind the main building, its cathedral emits a divine atmosphere surrounded by white roses.

It's a thin cathedral with shadows that I only use for ceremonies, etc., but today I'm freshmen, school students, and their relatives and I want to retake it early. I'd rather be buried in books than people......

"... ah! Isn't that Master Drossel there?

Sieges had someone to speak to Leticiel looking around to see where he would be.

The boy, whose surrounding people are far-fetched, is shaking his pale golden hair and smiling pleasantly with Nico. You would be a freshman because you see a lilac badge on your chest.

The gaze of the people watching him in far-flung winds is never friendly, and that kind of strange reluctance is conveyed by the treatment of swelling or freaks.

But I recognize this boy's face. Sure, it's like I met someone in the territory who looked like this...

"... Could it be His Highness Adelhardt?

"Yes, it's been a while. This is Adelhardt. Please feel free to treat me!

That's what Edelhardt said without worrying about the whispers and gaze in the field. I feel that the atmosphere is a lot different than when I met you in the territory before.

"Ha, I understand, Your Highness Adelhardt"

"Wait, hey stop!

Leticiel is sometimes slightly confused by the third prince, who speaks more casually than before, but Hugh Edelhardt blocked the conversation by saying so.

"Well, His Royal Highness Adelhardt is tough, and won't you stop?

"Yes?"

I get an unexpected dumb reply. I didn't expect a prince from one country to say that.

"You can have Eddie about me. Oh, can I also call you Dorothy about Master Drossel? Like old times."

"Ha..."

I don't even feel too uncomfortable with the royal opponent, but if the prince himself says that's okay, let me call him that.

But apparently this prince has been interacting with 'Drossel' for a long time. If they were close enough to call each other by their nicknames, they might know Drossel that Leticiel doesn't.

(I can't do it right now, but I'd love to hear from you sometime)

Speaking of which, I blur to think that the pedestrian who was helping me in one of Sieg's villages was also Eddie. I haven't seen him since then, but where and what are you doing?

"You can call me whatever you want. Uh... Master Eddie?

……

That's what I answered because I'm not obsessed with the way I call myself either, but when I heard that, Edelhardt somehow answered nothing and stared at Jizz Leticiel.

…… Dear Eddie? "

"Hmm? No, I really don't have to. I thought that was okay."

When Leticiel spoke, Adelhardt raised his lid, which was lying down, and shook his neck sideways, saying nothing.

"Well, thank you from now on, Sempai!

Leticiel realized early on that this prince was quite a stranger to Edelhardt, who deliberately called him a senior.