Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

"Dear Safita,"

Back in his room, Safita, who was looking up at the moon through the window, was called in with a squeaky bass to look at the entrance to the room.

There, with the candlestick in his hand, as his caretaker and regent - Aryl Addo stood.

'What's wrong with you? Without lights.'

'... oh'

Safita quietly dropped her gaze as she held her cheek cane against her raised one knee.

On its pitiful side, a fire brought in by Aryl Addo casts a small shadow.

The expression was thoughtful.

"... I was thinking"

"Thinking, is it?

"Oh. About this time Weitz's, The Witch of Life"

Suicidal Witch, and Aryl Addo repeat.

When he placed the candlestick on a nearby shelf, he knelt before Safita and stared at his young master with sincere eyes.

"How was Leonora von Harkenberg? If you're worried, talk to me. '

'... don't you? Being an educator for a long time, when you kneel, I can't wait to feel it. "

"Play. You descended from a noble clan, my lord. What wonder does the old man kneel to his husband? '

Repeated and repeated interactions.

Safita took a small breath and returned to the subject.

"Leonora von Harkenberg. That girl... is a little different from the person we thought she was."

'Well, what's different...?

Aryl Addo tilted her neck in an unexpected manner.

The Leonora von Harkenberg he heard was supposed to be the perfect person to use on the pretext of starting a war.

'Due to the aristocratic circumstances of other countries, there will be some distortions…. Wasn't he an ambitious man who had settled in the adopted son of the Marquis, who had no suspicion of his origins, who had contacted a powerful nobleman, and who had now risen to the rank of Queen?'

He said that while he was a student, he could even show his face to the people at the Spirit Festival the other day, and that he was totally a queen.

A daughter who is arrogant and does not hide her obsession with status because of her upbringing.

If you were such a person, did you two discuss that if you provoked him a little, he would immediately upside down, but it looked so unusable that he wouldn't even be a pawn?

When Aryl Addo asked as bewildered, Safita waved loosely.

'No, the other way around. Smart beyond expectations...... merciful. The salutation was occasionally strange, but I manipulated the Ellandic language almost perfectly and couldn't move into any provocation'

Thus, the brown bush is placed on the lip and often contemplated.

Behind that brain was a girl staring at Rin and this one as she melted her dark hair into the evening.

Clothes like a bluff cloth, made ready for a breathtaking younger woman.

But it should be noted that, wrapped up in it, it did not look constricted to her, rather, its clean beauty seemed to stand out.

When she told her spiritual beauty that she was "blessing her life with a strong will," Safita felt as if she were confronting the Spirit of Light herself.

"In front of that figure, continuing to provoke..."

He was Safita, who unconsciously frowned and muttered, but shut his mouth.

It was because Aryl Addo was looking at this one with a thoughtful look.

"- What?

'No......'

Ask, they're toothless, they just leak like that.

When Safita, concerned, urged again, the elderly educator, after hesitating for a while, spoke pompously.

"That's what I thought I had to do to protect your virtue of kindness..."

'What do you mean?

When you narrow your eyes to the unsweetened word, the opponent pulls your mouth together as you have decided.

And I captured Safita's eyes straight away.

'Don't you think that's what that daughter does?

…………

When he corrected his posture in front of Safita, Aryl Addo took that hand worryingly.

'The words are crafty and do not move into provocation. I think that goes to computational height and bottom ignorance rather than wisdom or compassion. Hasn't she, with her good mouth and her audacity, ascended to her present position?

"...... Aryl Ad"

'Nothing. I'm not blaming you. Attitude in trying to believe in the goodness of others is the preaching virtue of the Spirit. If you feel comfortable using a girl to protect Elando's pride - let me take care of all the dirty work.'

Aryl Addo ran out with a sincere look,

'-... no'

After a while, Safita herself shook her head at it.

'Don't spoil it, it's Aryl Addo. It is not the job of the ruler to be flushed by sentiment.... emotions are always my weakness'

Thus, he stares at the candlestick fire so as to divert his gaze from the minister.

He was self-conscious and painfully ashamed of himself, fascinated by the girl in only a few conversations and hesitating to assume his responsibilities as a ruler.

Just because the girl looked clean, what?

If she were a daughter who would contact the prince, she would behave that way, and in the first place, she should not hesitate to realize it because of the attitude of one daughter to protect the pride of the holy land.

'- Something was wrong. Forget it. As originally planned, I ask my daughter to be a pawn for the war'

When the young ruler said so, he shook his head gently and asked the kneeling minister.

"So, are the beads paying for the laundry going on after that?"

'... that's what I pray so hard for, but always. From the condition I showed you the other day, although it hasn't gotten any worse, it hasn't gotten any better.'

Saffita replies low, 'Really?' to what was told through impudence.

The two days were empty, and he himself had gone to the sacrifice hall to check his condition, but the way the red and black beads swept, however disastrous, made Safita's heart melancholy.

'... don't take the hard work, Aryl Ado. If I had at least the spiritual power to help you in prayer'

'What do you say? Prayer for the Spirit has been my business since that day when my predecessors were chased through the land of Eland. The spiritual beads have been tainted, and the only reason that the payment still doesn't come true is because I don't even'

Bringing bitterness to his voice, Aryl Ado leans down.

Safita slowly shook her head when she saw her wrinkled fist gripped hard.

"You're the one who says what. If someone as right-minded as you says to pray, and the Spirit still doesn't respond, it's still because of magic. Then I will at least play a role by letting Weitz send soldiers and punish the Spirit, rather than praying poorly '

"Dear Safita......"

Aryl Addo is about to say something and stop.

Different emotions seemed elaborate in the drawn mouth.

In the end, he left the room without cheap comfort and apologizing small.

Later, only the flames of the candlestick and Safita staring at it were left behind.

'... even so. That's the role of my - what succeeded this Eland. "

Head to the flames floating in the darkness of the night and squeal.

He, lacking in spiritual power, did not even know if there were flaming spirits around that lamp.

Safita asked in a low voice to no one as she put her hand in her own eyes.

But... for example, if you were the one who inherited the trail - would there have been a different way?

The name he went on to mouth was too small to even shake the candlestick flame.

"... indulge."

Eventually, as he engraved his self-derisive grin on his thin lips, he blew out the flames and looked up at the moon again.

After Weitz's witch softly finished her meal and walked away, Kaje and Sulya were solemnly in the clean-up of the East House, as the work of a woman official.

"Hey, Kaje. I've never seen Safita before, but she's a beautiful man. '

"Faces, right? But what you do is cloudy. Don't you think the roots are dark?

'Haha, no, I'm not hot to say that.' Cause men can get hurt easily. '

There is a distance between Higashiya and Higashiya, and the conversation here is not the first to be heard.

That's why the two of them were back to their original tone and interested in relaxing and chatting.

A meal that Saffita didn't get her hands on, and so on, she doesn't hesitate to pinch it and throw it in her mouth.

He was exonerated, but the Suryas were habitual criminals of this hand, and they had the strength to do just that.

"Dear Safita, you left without eating at all."

"In exchange, it's a beautiful thing on our witch Sama's plate"

'Really. I don't even have a drop of oil left. I don't know if you're going to say this because you like to grow up.'

'You've lost your share,' Sulya shrugged her shoulder, but smiled a little later.

'That kid, don't even hesitate. You ate. Surprise'

'... you were hungry. I'm a child.'

Kaje layers the dishes on top of each other.

But when Sulya laughed mischievously, she put her face on her shoulder,

"Oh? Isn't it delicious, as I said? Kaje's hand cooking."

I stuck to the cheek of the person with a rugged face.

"Kaje, you actually like that girl, don't you? Hey, didn't you make too much delicious? You could have served it raw or without salt. '

'... if you do that, you'll deviate from the realm of' trials'. I can excuse the Spirit for not being malicious here, because he tells me to attack the rifle line. It's best if we keep eating what we usually eat. But normally, that should be insulting enough. She's unusual. "

Kaje's tone was excused somewhere, but Sulya didn't blame it.

Instead, she said quietly, dressed as if she were dropping her arms and hugging Kaje from behind.

'Right. What we usually eat, as it were.'

…………

She told me it was delicious.

I'm a little - I'm glad.

The little whine was sucked into the robe of Kaje's attire.

The poor.

Slam.

The lowest level of Eland.

Not born hoping, identities always got in the way of their lives.

It's hard to get out of there where you've worked dozens, dozens of times harder than nobles and wealthy citizens.

Just being a poor man is ridiculed, seen with white eyes, and scorned.

Even winning fierce competition and gaining a position as a laundry lady with a cathedral, they used to say they "smell like pigs" when they touched the laundry.

At mealtimes, livestock was served.

No one did anything to compliment and acknowledge the lives and customs they had built.

So if this is how you got the pig's gut out, I'm sure that girl, too, thought you'd look disgusted.

And that would make my chest feel better.

But in reality, it wasn't.

She grinned as if enjoying a plate of supremacy and told me it was delicious.

Said it tasted better than a noble meal. I wonder what's the difference between luxury ingredients and this.

That smile - I'm sure it cleared Surya's heart much, much more than a disgustingly distorted look.

"That girl. Come on. Talk to us with absolute respect.... It's usually odd though '

…………

"How dare you make me even tea from Weitz souvenir this morning? I don't care if you tell me it fits our tongues or not, honestly, in a five-step evaluation. I'm talking about witches in other countries, not being too smart, using female officers. '

Instead of using the Suryas, Leo is just using them as monitors, but they weren't happy or unhappy or realizing it.

"Hey, Kaje. This Job - '

"Sulya. Three silver coins, right?

Sulya was about to say, and Kaje blocked it.

I turn to my sister's portion of what I say, and I tell her, peeking into her face, which leaves her that young.

'I was indeed pleased earlier. I'm sober. I don't hate her either. But, Sulya. While we were living a life of decency, she lived in a way that allowed us to bathe in wealth. You can be nice to people because you can afford it after all. Can you take that disparity and just be nice for one day, without it?

".................. but"

"The contract festival has two more days.... Conversely, we only have two more days. It's just two days, enough to give you a hard look,... Oh, my God. '

It was as if it were a tone to tell itself.

Sulya, often silent, eventually gave me my usual grin and shrugged my shoulders small.

'... Oh no, Kaje. I was just trying to say, "This job is shit."

That way, we go back to the cleanup work that had been interrupted.

Kaje shrugged quietly as she helped her sister's share and layered the plates with Kacha.

'... oh, really. It's a fucking job.'