Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Towards the flashing Alberto and Natalia, Gaephardt - no, Augusto smiled quietly.

"I'm sorry I surprised you"

With that word, the prince returns to me all the time.

Having regained his calm, his actions were quick and when he immediately looked around to make sure that people were being paid, he glanced at Kai, the only outsider, signaling that these exchanges were silent.

The discerning squire immediately let him snort, but he is more likely to be concerned about his master. He held the dress in his arms, and now he's headed to the door.

Augusto, who saw it, briefly told him.

"His Royal Highness Prince Alberto. Seems like a good idea for me to say, but I was wondering if I might be asking you about who I am right now."

"But..."

"Find out who I am - who drove Claudia to death, and someone has to go and find the girl you were blaming and crying for."

To calmly point out, Alberto made his face tense gently.

Exactly.

Having finally understood the meaning of the girl's earlier sad cry, the prince recalled the action he had taken against her and felt the urge to beat her up about herself and do it.

"I don't even deserve to go after it. Go ahead, you."

When Augusto accompanied him that way, the prince nodded one sorry,

"Leonora......!

To chase the girl, he jumped out of the room with Kai.

Footsteps go away, silence stands again.

Eventually, with a strong face, Natalia cut it out.

"Augusto, brother......"

"I don't deserve you to call me that right now. - You've grown into a fine lady, Leah."

Augusto smiled lonely, softly mouthing the nickname he used to call upon his younger cousin.

Natalia and Alberto are cousins, but Augusto and Natalia are also cousins.

Natalia's mother was Alberto's father's sister and at the same time Augusto's father's sister, and she had a close relationship with her elderly estranged brother, the former emperor.

Natalia and Augusto are also thirteen years apart, so they didn't get along very deeply either, but I still remember Natalia asking Augusto to show them the college after she got her mind on it.

It was "no way" when he fell into Flora's wreck because he had only the impression of a calm, sensible older brother.

Augusto bowed his head deeply to Natalia worried about what a word he hung.

"- Earlier, I wanted to get out of this place early. I'm sorry for being so spicy, even though I was pretending to be someone else."

"No... That's natural for your brother Augusto... no, you know... Please, don't use any salutations on me."

Natalia is confused. But Augusto just shook his head quietly saying no.

"I'm just a painter now. This is how I am able to talk to you without ever kneeling in a college of any kind, and because you are a student. Forgive me for calling so rudely earlier."

"Brother Augusto!

"It's Gaephardt now"

He repeated calmly, but without bending the claim.

On its soft waist, Natalia remembers the face of her former cousin.

Yes, he was, once, the First Prince of the Empire. He was a young man who excelled in Bunwu and was expected to have that future until disaster struck him.

"Still... I hear that there is also a voice in the court that glorifies your brother as a prince. Why did your brother tell the painter..."

"Dear Natalia, I appreciate your concern, but don't be mistaken."

"Huh...?

Slowly, she was told to teach the child, and Natalia blinked.

"What kind of person is the owner of such an opinion? Didn't they say this? He said it was strange that those who later became emperors would even be stripped of their inheritance, as much as they had driven away one of their subordinate daughters"

Natalia explored her memories and nodded.

On one side only, Augusto expelled from the academy Marquis, who had been deceived by an ambitious woman and was neither a princess nor a duke's warrant, but a marquis made up of martial arts medals.

Many lamented that he had been stripped of his throne for only one mistake, and that was why he had been expelled from the court by himself.

"Don't you notice, Master Natalia? They didn't guide me about myself, they lament that the First Prince, who was trying to stick there and suck sweet juice, followed such an end. And they are also arrogant"

"Arrogance..."

"Yes. How terrifying it would have been for a weak woman to have been stuffed with innocent sin, expelled from a warm room and scattered with purity. And she even scattered her life again. I'm not the night thief who attacked her, but it was us who unilaterally tried her that created the incentive to do so. I killed her."

Augusto put a little effort into the fist he gripped.

"A man who falls prey to an innocent weak woman should be punished. It is a law that should be respected equally, whether the man is the eldest son of the emperor or even the six men born to farmers."

"Of course it is. It's just that the punishment your brother inflicted on Lady Claudia wasn't really that heavy, was it?

"-... No. It would have been bad enough for the average aristocratic lady. I believed in the delusion that Flora had a needle in her shoes, and I ordered Claudia to go home barefoot."

Yes, "I was expelled from the college by myself" was an exaggeration, and Augusto took only those shoes when he sent Claudia away from school. To let the weak know with their skin the pain they have suffered.

Otherwise, there were circumstances where the students who were incited by Flora at the time were not convinced by their expulsion alone and could have attacked her.

However, as an Augusto, she intended to be warm, but unfortunately she was attacked on the way.

"It's my responsibility to have believed in the security of the capital. I didn't expect her to leave during the night, nor did I expect a night burglar to show up in a place like that... How hard she felt walking alone on the night lane..."

In fact, Claudia enjoyed quite a few seventeen nights running out in a stolen carriage, but unfortunately those who know the truth - or fortunately, they were not on the spot.

"I am fortunate to be able to stand up as a painter's end in this way, as much as I have left the court with Ryu Zheng also held in exchange, one, etc., and lived a wandering life for a few years"

"Brother......"

Natalia frowned softly at Augusto, who seeped remorse and told her.

Seeing the sad look on his cousin's face, Augusto waved to change the air.

"I also reflected on Flora's failure to discern her nature. From then on, we even continued to train the magic of observation. Tartare paintings are part of it. It's not far from the famous Herkenberg eyes when you look at the truth, but what do you think, it's pretty good, don't you think?

There was no color of vanity in the smile, just a clear emotion reflected, like a mentor who kept offering prayers for redemption in piety.

"Right," Natalia nodded quietly, feeling that she could not bring herself to a grieving look apart from him.

"Speaking of Harkenberg...... I thought my soul would fall out when I first saw Leonora. She's two melons in Claudia at a young age."

"Really?

"Yeah...... But because you're young, you're like Claudia - what can I say, you don't have anything like luscious. Sounds more like a boy who doesn't make you feel the color."

Natalia blinked her eyes "well".

"Really? Then... maybe it's because she's an unclean maiden who doesn't even know her love."

From her choice of words, which she secretly loves to read romance novels, she is characterised by occasional flashbacks.

However, Augusto tilted his neck slightly,

"What do you think?"

and groaned.

"Huh?"

"From her, from time to time - I felt like a strong passion for what to say. I don't know what that is..."

The answer is obsession with money without boredom.

But apart from that, Natalia had something perfectly flashing.

"- I understand, brother. She… Leonora must be starting to fall in love"

"Love? Oh... if you ask me, I do also feel like those very strong emotions"

Augusto nodded as convinced, facing Natalia again.

"If so, the earlier interaction with the prince will have been more enjoyable to her. Neither do I, I don't think I'll be forgiven, but I hope I can apologize to her even if it's a word..."

Natalia thought of the girl and haunted her response.

Even though I didn't clog my mother, corner her, and lay my hands directly on her, she's the one who created the trigger to take her life. Even though she is indifferent to being hurt herself, I wasn't sure if she would forgive Augusto because she is the one who changes the color of her eyes when it comes to "mother".

Still.

Natalia nodded slowly.

"She would forgive me, I'm not saying. I know how arrogant it is to say so. But perhaps listening to your brother Augusto's apology will make you look like her."

…………

Augusto hasn't said anything for a while.

But pompous,

"... if that's what happens, it's a miracle"

I shrugged like a monologue.