It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

"No, you don't have to"

"Huh?"

"What?"

I accidentally raised my voice to Altenrich's hard voice, followed by Stella.

There's no need for that, is that it? Are we talking about son-in-law adoptions?

Originally the title of Hardist and Hardist should be inherited by Altenrich.

Originally, if he knew everything and was prepared to bear the said land in this many ways, he was going to give it to him.

He won't know about his parents, but the inhabitants aren't.

Whether it is called a cursed land or a harsh and never abundant land in winter on the edge, there is little that leaves because the former Earl of Hardist is admired and loved.

If you spend time in Hardist, you'll know that well.

I wish Altenrich could have picked up the memories and shadows of his family that he couldn't have.

You may never mind living as a civilian after having a lord's chair that was a temporary seat, or you may want to become a knight and stand up as just Ellein.

But I'm sure I won't be able to give up Stella anywhere.

If you can escape my paranoia and make Stella happy, that's fine.

... but my son-in-law adopts him... I mean, Stella leans against a man other than me, smiles, walks with him amicably.

It's also with a pompous guy who could be any horsebone.

Wait, wait... can you stand it?

My bowels are going to boil back just imagining it.

If you witness such a sight, you have yourself killed instantly. To the man, of course......

Why didn't you think about that possibility before? Am I stupid?

She is a noble lady.

If my engagement is broken, I'll naturally marry some guy. Isn't that obvious?

We've been together since we were young, and since we were in the position of my fiancée, you could afford to be weird?

Idiot, why did you break your engagement, etc... no well, that was then, and besides, I didn't realize how I felt, that was it...

If you can do me then I want to punch you and wake you up...

"My sister will marry me.

And, uh... I'm going to take my son with me to the Duke of Rufus' house as my successor. "

If Stella were to get married, as far away as possible...

I don't know what to do.

"... and?

I think I heard a hell of a lot between you and me thinking alone.

I know it's up to you to do what you want, but make a terribly stupid statement.

"You know what?"

"... Lichten? Of course, you're kidding."

"It's okay, sister. We're cousins."

"Yes, no,... Um... yeah, right.... but it's not like that..."

"I, my sister and I are confident in building a nice family. Oh, can I call you Stella, too?

You don't just say Count Hardist is special, do you? Sure. "

"Huh?... yes, go ahead... no, you know, not"

Lichten is so swallowed that she can't swallow too much of the situation, dyeing her cheeks with a stellar and serious eye that she returns her words softly.

I don't know what you're talking about. A glimpse of the Duke of Rufus without believing his ears for a second. He doesn't even freak out with his elbow on the table and his head on.

This person, who is feared, revered and at first sight in aristocratic societies and castles, is sweet and weak for his family. Very.

"My father is my sister too... don't you like it when Stella gets taken by this guy? Well, for me, look, isn't that acceptable?

You can see me anytime, it's not the same as before, is it?

At least that's a shame prince there...... excuse me, isn't it better than an ex-prince?

Oh, I'll tell you what, Count Hardist, I'm grateful to you, but it doesn't change that I don't care. Don't get me wrong. "

"Oh, you..."

He raised his jaw and laughed contemptuously as he turned his stunned gaze at a man with a face that looked nothing like Stella's.

Wait a minute, the face you were pointing at Stella and it's like someone else. Besides, Duke, why are you thinking so strangely?

No, not bad, I don't know what you think, this parent idiot.

"Duke, Stella...... and Altenrich.

You should calm down a little.

I don't even know when I'm going to have a baby like that. I don't know if I'm going to have a baby in the first place.

Are you going to stop the Duke of Rufus? "

"Is that, Count, an insult to Stella?

"There's no way that, but he says he relies too much on the indeterminate elements.

What happens to Stella's will in the first place? Do you want to use her as a tool? Serious and gentle, it is visible that she is crushed by pressure.

You must be the one who's taking her intentions lightly. "

"It's the same thing to try to daughter-in-law every house.

I don't mind in case you don't have a baby. Until then, we adopt the children of our relatives and raise them as heirs. "

"What? It's the end of the line. You just want to get Stella."

I accidentally got a stinging tone.

I can't afford to fix it. It would be awful and hilarious for me to just roll my honesty to the younger end.

If Sieg or Torneo sees you like this, they're definitely laughing at you.

But it doesn't matter.

If it was enough to do it to some horsebone, this guy, I didn't think.

Either way, for some reason, I can't admit to losing her after all. Convinced.

And I notice.

I've seen beautiful things lined up, like, if she's happy away from Stella, but I can't.

I can't bear to let some stranger marry Stella, or leave it to this man who's been around for a long time as my brother!

What a selfish, ugly man, and I'm always slow to understand how I feel.

It's ridiculous and even going to leak laughter.

"Oh, yeah.

I like Altostella Lindsey Rufus.

I've never seen you as my sister. I always liked it. Shake yourself around like you, hurt yourself, stick with that jerk. Much more than some half-way cocksucker!

I'll use you for anything! I'll do whatever it takes, it doesn't have to be cool. Nothing, I want to be with Stella!

Stella was dyeing her face bright red as well to Altenrich, who said that while staring at me and blushing.

The Duke of Rufus has raised his face and only his mind does it round his eyes with a pale complexion.

There is air flowing like why I was moved by that line like a selfish children's eclampsia.

......... why!

This kind of straightforward expression that doesn't bother you, what about women?... I have no idea why.

"What a farce, what the hell... all aligned..."

It was Peterbanshee's voice and sigh that broke the silence after a while.