The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

Rosa, who returned to me, put her hand on her mouth, "Me, what..."

Not good.

I don't remember exactly what I mouthed, but I feel I worked irrevocable disrespect.

But Leon isn't blaming the ramblings, he's staring at this one more seriously.

At the same time, from the side, Bernardo was looking worried about Rosa.

"Sister. You look pale. Are you all right, sir?

Apparently, he was seriously immersed in decay, albeit for a few seconds, so he had a load on his heart.

"Never mind, it's the usual thing," Rosa flushed gently, bowing her head deeply to Leon again.

"I'm so sorry. Me, I seem to have spoken strangely that I have risen... I hope you don't mind my country daughter's cliché."

"... oh"

Nodding as Leon stares at this one.

They're gonna miss this whole series of disrespects.

A surprisingly tolerant man.

As he stroked his chest down with relief, he lifted the edge of his mouth slightly.

"What can I say instead, Rosa, even if I call you?

Reminds me of a carnivore somewhere, a sharp grin.

So much so that I want to put it in the "Attack Me" textbook.

Rosa immediately accepted, of course, a whispering request that could not be called a price.

"Of course you are"

I'm sure he's the kind of guy who calls his sidekick Mob around there "Rosa" and so on, and whispers gently "Beltane" and so forth in a sweet voice to those he truly loves.

Why, the youth of his squire and Bernardo, look at Leon as surprised.

Rosa just thought, "Oh, no, I'm surprised at the bell tongue on your face."

"... Excuse me, but my sister still doesn't seem to be in the book shape. I'm terribly afraid it's time for you to excuse me?

And that's what Bernardo offers, in a slightly thorny tone for some reason.

Leon looked at Bernardo only funny for a moment, then let Eagle Deep Nod.

"Absolutely. Instead, I'm sorry I pushed you so suddenly. Let's say we take it. But is the wound really going to be okay? I can't seem to see a healer."

"We're out of seats at this hour. I took care of it, so don't worry."

Bernardo still answers in a somewhere risky tone.

Then Camill, the squire who heard it, broke the silence until then and leaked a groan dissatisfied, "Nevertheless, where did the healer go?"

"Weren't you out of your seat at the lecture?

"It's supposed to be. This is how we're free time because he's soaking up that lecture."

When Bernardo asks, Camille answers in a polite tone.

Then clouded his brilliant face.

"I didn't expect you to enjoy royal palace life while also not fulfilling the responsibilities you were given. Perhaps you should let him think about the treatment once and for all. Or you might want to change his title to 'Grain Crush'"

It is a bitter tone.

Leon stood shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to intercede as he sidelined and heard his best friend's dissatisfaction.

"Agreed, but yeah, don't say it like a little aunt. - Excuse me, both of you. This Camille is a man of a nature who can't help but say a few words, whether he's a prince or a healer, finding a scene of laziness to make him serious."

Apparently, Kamil is outraged at the neglect of a healer who is not here.

From their conversation, things like the healer's placed predicament and the conflict within the royal palace felt nagging, but Rosa was more than that.

(Well. Is Master Kamil a novel character? Then, there seems to be some "okan-received" qualities)

I was conscious of such delusions.

Camille is tall, but not as fierce as Leon. I also get the impression that she's a skinny beauty.

As a "Bernardo General Acceptance Plan" promoter, I'd like to treat him as a "serious offense," but depending on his aptitude, it may also be ant to "take" him.

(Master Kamil... "Attack" or "Take"...)

As he stares closely at Kamil, he rushes off his gaze as he looks back at this one suspiciously.

I shouldn't.

We have to restrain ourselves.

When Rosa was tightening her mind, Leon eventually cut it out.

"Well, then, the brother of the Firm is with you, and let's say we leave."

That gives Rosa a a glimpse with beautiful golden eyes.

"Rosa. Call me anytime you need to talk to me about the wound. You are free to enter and leave the main palace. I'll also tell my sister it's one of my apologies"

"Huh...? Oh, yes...... thank you"

Apparently, this Leon guy just misses Rosa's disrespect or even gives her a free pass right to the main palace.

So much, I can't believe you care about the wounds you've sustained for your sister, that's my oldest son.

(And that's Beltan's "husband" most prominent candidate...)

Rosa felt squeamish and decided to give her the honor.

Because besides this infirmary, the main palace has lots of other places of interest, such as a library boasting a huge collection of books and a training ground for knights. I have no hand in missing this.

Thus, as he dropped off the Leons as they blurred into an unexpected harvest, the door closed or Bernardo next door dropped a deep sigh.

"Oh, already...... I knew that prince, he also had the magic of a psychic manipulation system... how troublesome"

"Bernardo?"

Speaking up, my beloved brother has a grudge. He looks up at me with his eyes.

"To Her Royal Highness the Prince, even His Royal Highness the Prince. Really... Sister, who you are..."

"Huh."

Is this to blame for feeding the honourable one rose delusion after another?

Asked Rosa in a hurry, Bernardo looked tired.

"What was that, brown hair or brown eyes? Both His Royal Highness the Prince and Senior Kamil seemed quite surprised."

"Huh? Uh, that's..."

I can't even talk to my brother who hates corrupt ideas about the need for twisted "mediocre afterwards attacking me".

"... sorry. You don't talk too well... you talk and you're afraid you won't like it..."

Bernardo somehow got a painful look when he was whining about a toad and an answer that wasn't even an answer.

"... then fine"

"Uh, okay?

"Yes, if you're not talking about danger to your sister.... It's not a story that extends, is it?

Stared, Rosa accidentally said, "Of course!" and snort.

Rather, it's a story that makes me happy when I think about it.

When Rosa was openly relieved, Bernardo frowned slightly.

(Your sister wants to hide so much about her powers...)

Because Bernardo had taken Rosa's reaction that way.

(My eyes were much darker in color, and what I just said was obviously a word that would discern a prophecy or something... But you think if you show those powers, they'll spook you. as his father was)

The Count said he was greatly neglected of Rosa's brilliance and, more importantly, her "eyes of truth" that seemed to see through her lowliness.

I'm sure for Rosa, the power of the mysteriously radiant purple eyes is engraved as abominable as a curse.

(On the other hand, I guess the prince's identity is brown hair, but whatever. I have to wait for my sister's heart to open completely here rather than forcing her to listen out and frighten me)

That's what I cared about when I became Bernardo.

By the way, Rosa's mind seemed to be completely open rather than loose her belt toward her brother, so the consideration was completely futile, but no one noticed whether she was happy or unhappy.

Bernardo shook his head small and changed his mind.

"If it doesn't harm your sister, you can stick with it. Let me know one day when you feel like it. But one correction."

"Correction?"

"You can't hate my sister."

With a very pale grin on his face, he peeks into his eyes from up close.

"Just remember that very carefully. - Any reply?

"Huh...? Oh, yes......"

"Okay."

Boy, rather than just a few, Rosa squeaked at her brother drifting like a man's hue.

(duh, what do we do...... kind of bell tan, increasingly wanting to "attack"......!?

No matter, it's out of concern.

Approaching the upset Rosa, Bernardo quickly cleans up the chemicals and prepares to return to the outhouse.

Staring behind that stiffness, Rosa lowered her brow, driven by impeccable thoughts.

(After all, I'm a pitiful person, so my brother sticks to me and inspires the "attack" attribute. Me, more so.)

In the meantime, let's rehabilitate the vices that delay delusions everywhere.

Whenever there are signs of roses, we have to do something about the habit of jumping off the hook without thinking about it later.

Or weigh yourself down.

"Well. Then I will return to the outhouse one foot away, but... Sister? What are you doing? Come on.

And Bernardo, who was about to leave the infirmary following the Leons, turns around with a strange face.

Rosa pulled her fingers in, stretching them into the curtains on the next bedroom.

"Hey, nothing."

Nevertheless, I did not think that beyond the curtain, there would be a breath-taking forbidden couple, etc.

Self-weight.

... self-weight.

(... but I've come to the main palace because of it, and I think I'll take a lot of peeks home on the way to the outer palace)

Looks like the Knights practice area is close, so check it out there first.

Finally, I would definitely like to confirm the lineup in the library - with or without rosebooks - and explore the meeting spots, and then wash out the "offensive" candidates in the "Bernardo General Acceptance Plan".

But let's just do that.

Rosa suppressed her troubles with the thought of putting her hands around her neck, and told Bernardo,

"Me, I want to take some outside air and then go home, please go ahead"

Offer.

Already in my head, I'm full of evil thoughts.

So - behind Rosa dropping off Bernardo, I didn't realize the sleeping curtains were slightly better.