The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

Faelice Der Craitos. When Jill was Gerald's fiancée, only a few face-to-face appearances were made. That's also because Ferris couldn't get almost most of his life out of bed, he was a sick body.

Still, at first glance, the angelic girl to whom everyone is fascinated, from all over the castle - no, loved from all over the country. When Jill first met him, he was breasted by the pity, and he was called "Jill's sister-in-law," which inspired his desire for asylum. Even though I remember the sarcasm for my sister's top priority Gerald, I assumed that the policy of wanting to protect my sister would be natural.

Although the result was forbidden sibling love.

(How could it be to His Majesty, to be engaged... the same as when I was, camouflage?

I fisted all the time. I don't think Gerald allowed it, but even Jill won't allow it any more than that.

Returning to the fortified city of Neutral, Jill gathered in the office of Erinzia, in the barracks of the Dragon Knights, at the hour when the sun was highest, taking a nap and gaining ground.

Hadith, sitting on the horizontal reception couch, had the apron just taken off. There's just no apron to deal with someone sitting on the couch across the table.

Erinzia's calling the other guy now.

"What are you gonna do?"

Listaird, with his hips down beside Jill, asked. Hadith against is not nasty.

"Nothing like this. My wife is Jill. No dragon queen deserves more than Jill."

"The rear palace will be open. It is impossible for this girl to be Lady Dragon when the Crown Princess of Craitos comes down to her husband. But there is no way that the Empress of Kreitos is the Dragon Lady of our Empire. The witch in the witch of Craitos, if I say so, is not the great witch"

That's all I said. Listaird looked at this one and Jill. Jill, who is in the shape of being sandwiched between them, blinks back.

"That's the same for this girl...... wait, how old are you?

"I'm ten. Her Royal Highness Princess Faelice is two below me."

With his arms together, Listaard deposited his back on the back of the couch.

"Age difference not uncommon in a political marriage...... Hadith, you, are you seriously going to marry this girl in the first place"

"I'm not going to. Married. Rave's blessing, too."

"... wait, that's your first ear. Is there such a thing?"

"You've never heard of me before."

"I guess you didn't talk. … Can we just say it now…"

As Listaard tended to give up and sigh, there was a knock on the door.

Sieg and Camilla, who are at the entrance and exit of the room, turn to Jill. When Jill nodded, the door opened.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Erinzia pushes the wheelchair in. A girl in a wheelchair is younger than Jill. I found the Listaard breathtaking.

Hilariously, Jill will see what it looks like too.

Soft looking hair cut straight off, pale flax color. Every time my long lashes blinked, it made me think of butterfly wings. Clear white skin highlights the beauty.

In relation to space, nature and wheelchairs will be seated in the upper seat. The girl with her hands on her knees, without looking like she had noticed, smiled pathetically.

"Don't worry, I just lent you a wheelchair, sweetening you to the saying that you shouldn't be forced. Nice to meet you all. My name is Faelice Der Craitos."

A young but pitiful voice as a bell was spun from her peachy plump lips. Tight azure eyes look at everyone in turn.

"Lady Erinzia, Lady Listaard, Lady Hadith. - And Jill."

Jill, who was last called, looks at Faelice's face. Faelice returned a grin of innocence to precede Jill's doubts.

"I know. My brother said he was going to be engaged to you. They seem to have escaped."

Faelice laughs when she dulls. Sleepy tricks, but also adorable laughter like a little bird. Jill glanced at me.

"... aren't you angry?

"It's a good medicine for my brother. If you're my brother, there's something you think you can do."

"Weren't you against my engagement, Fairis?"

I put in a sticky sagging. Faelice smiled back openly.

"I can't believe you disagree. I was looking forward to hearing you were close to your age. I'm sorry to hear you thought you could do it."

Sure, I haven't hit Jill, who was Gerald's fiancée, once that Faelice was hard. I rather think he was connected to me. He was a cute, sweet, smart kid.

I still don't feel bad about Jill. I don't think she's a very eight-year-old girl. Difficulty, comprehension, behavior. There will be no way for people to come out who will hold you as a princess who has been able to.

That's why Jill now knows that the goddess exists.

(The fitter of the goddess vessel. Most likely, it's up to the Kreitos royalty)

Hadith is weak. It is because of the enormous magic of the Dragon God that strains the human body. Likewise, Faelice is weak. There is no coincidence that this code match.

"If I marry Lady Hadith, may I call you my sister?

Jill clenches her fist on her knees.

"I am."

"In conclusion. You'll never marry me."

Hadith told me to throw up on the side. Erinzia is more in a hurry than Ferris on that face that doesn't hide her disgust.

"Hadith, even after you've heard the story for a moment,"

"I don't know why, I know the kid best. I can't believe I married the woman most likely to be the descendant of the goddess Craitos, the vessel of the goddess."

"- Again, you are"

Hadith clutches her mouth to Faelice, who lays her eyes down. Listaird glanced at me.

"What are you talking about?

"I am the vessel of the goddess Craitos, I see dragon gods, just like you, Hadith."

Listaird seemed to think that we should not block the story of Faelice, who tells us pale. Perhaps Erinzia, who is silent, knows.

"My surroundings don't tell me anything, so I wasn't sure. But now, I get it. I am destined to be devoured when I turn fourteen, as the vessel of the goddess."

Jill, who was even wary, was experiencing a shock like a clap out. But twitching and convincing overflows from the inside.

(Well, because goddesses and vessels are different personalities, as Lady Rave and His Majesty are different personalities... even if Faelis was a goddess vessel, it's not necessarily the same idea as a goddess...)

When I turn fourteen, I become a goddess. Watching Rave and Hadith didn't bring me to the idea of being eaten by a goddess.

Butterflies all around me. I'm convinced if I've been raised dearly to be a flower, not just because I'm weak, but because I was the girl who would be the vessel of the goddess. That Gerald overprotective thought it was forbidden love with his sister, too.

But the way Faelice put it, Gerald hid it knowing his sister was a goddess vessel.

(All I found out was after Fairis celebrated his fourteenth birthday)

Sister or goddess, which one was the other?

No way. Jill's eyes with her throat rattled, with a fluttering face of Faelice.

"So the time left for me is six more years. - In the meantime, I want to settle for the years of Kreitos and Ravé."