How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

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The day after spending the night at Valeria's mansion, Miriam was beaten up early in the morning without the sun rising, helped with the daily routine of the morning and the farming of the fields, and returned to Caparoni's mansion before noon.

By the way, Miriam wasn't very helpful here for the first time since all the work was born.

It was a one-night event, but everything was fresh and valuable to Miriam.

"Did I notice? How much support do you have from people to make your life work? Every leaf of tea, every fruit, every flower on this table has a producer, and I think about it."

"Well, that was a valuable experience."

After being struck by the cultural shock of Valeria's help, First Prince Emilio, who took a seat next to Miriam to talk about the experience, somehow stared with hot eyes.

With yesterday's apology and a gift of thanks for taking care of Robin temporarily, Emilio was still visiting the Caparoni Mansion today for some reason.

At present, Emilio, Leonardo and Miriam are having tea in the garden of the Caparoni Mansion in Shia.

By the way, Alexia was too worried about Miriam yesterday and fell asleep with a fever. I didn't expect my sister to worry so much about me. Of course, Miriam feels sorry, but even more than that, she feels warm in her heart when she says, "Maybe my sister doesn't hate me!?", but she prides herself on "what carelessness you are suffering from..."

"Can I have one? Prince Emilio?

It is often not good for a best friend to call himself honorably outside of a public seat.

Emilio turns back to Leonardo with some vigilance.

Then there was a man looking at us with a demonic smile.

"Let's give Millie an apology and a gift for yesterday. But did you have to come by yourself?

It's Leonardo with a smile, but his eyes aren't laughing. Emilio laughs bitterly that if she sees something called an aura, she will surely see something black.

"The legend will not convey sincerity. I always want to be honest with my comrade Miss Miriam."

"I've been wondering since the other day, what is that“ comrade ”in the first place!? You and Millie have nothing in common!?

"Well, oniisama! That's not true! My lord and I are the only comrades who can share the same thoughts."

As Miriam inadvertently pinched her mouth, Emilio took Miriam's hand and stared at her again with hot eyes.

"Ah! Thank you, Miss Miriam! Oh, yeah! We're the only comrades! But unfortunately... you don't always call me by my name."

Miriam hurried over Emilio's sad expression and wrapped his hands around her.

"I'm sorry... I'm so afraid..."

"I don't care. Call me. Come on."

"... Dear Emilio"

Leonardo sighs as Miriam leans over dyed cheeks.

"Ah, I've seen this exchange several times. It's no longer a harmony of plans. All right, get out of here. So, what kind of comrade are you? No way, love affection came into being!?

Miriam and Emilio let go and looked back at Leonardo.

"If you insist, the victims' meeting?

Emilio's remarks threw a strange gaze at Leonardo, and Miriam smiled bitterly.

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"Prince Emilio went to the Marquis of Caparoni for two days in a row."

"Sir Caparoni has been a friend of mine since childhood, but I don't think I've ever visited Caparoni Mansion before."

"That was the sudden visit yesterday afternoon. Besides, today... Is there something Sir Caparoni and I can't do in the royal castle, or..."

"Hello, Spirit Princess...? It is also thought to attract my sister. The Marquis of Caparoni would be a pain in the ass."

In a room in the royal castle, several nobles gather to meet and discuss. They are the Duke of Sant 'Angelo, the first brother of the concubine, and his surroundings. It is the so-called "second prince school”.

"Duke, what do you want? If Prince Emilio stays engaged to the lady of the house behind him..."

"That's right. What an envy of the spiritual princess of the Caparoni family... Gehungehun... it's troublesome just to be seen from the social world."

Stuck around, the Duke of Sant 'Angelo strokes his proud beard in his jaw and thinks, "Fumu."

"I can't replace my engagement with Prince Ivan..."

"So the Marquis de Caparoni didn't have another daughter? They did say Princess Maboroshi...."

"Oh, no one's ever seen him before..."

"But my parents are the same. Of course, the last daughter is the same as the Spirit Princess."

Together they remembered the people of the Caparoni family, other than Miriam, and each imagined Miriam as he liked.

"Anyway, it's (...) Mrs. Tatiana's daughter... it's supposed to be beautiful..."

"Oh, Count, what if you used to be in there too?

"No, I'm embarrassed. But none of our generations will admire Tatiana. Still smiling like that goddess... ahh"

"Well, I'm one of them."

"Yes, Duke! I can tell my wife ~"

Once Miriam's mother, Tatiana, was regarded as the flower of the social world, and the beauty of the goddess, thought to be the kakuya, was married to the Marquis, blessed with three children, who still knew the decline. At that time, a man called a man had a longing and was so popular that he could secretly love the party.

Apparently, these men didn't leak much, and this meeting, which was scheduled to be discussed on the "First Prince's daily visit to the Marquis of Caparoni”, was sometime replaced by the "nostalgic Tatiana Lovers' Party ~ Thoughts of Recruiting Again ~". Unfortunately, those who noticed it and those who stopped seemed to be absent.