The Villain Daughter Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride in a Former Enemy Country

"Tonight's night club is a small one taking place in the inner hall of the main castle," he heard. But the dance hall, where the music squad plays, has yet another gathering of guests.

Women in bright dresses or men in military uniforms that they are the authentic outfits of this country. A face dressed as superior at first sight was ridiculing the glass in his hand.

Reeshe, with his hand on Arnold's arm, stops at the entrance in front of the entrance and peers around.

"... it's kind of a huge meeting than I expected."

"Right. If this castle is to be opened, it's very important."

"Ya, big country standards…"

Even if we're just gathered in this hall, it's the number of massive nightclubs that take place in the Reiche country. Once again, Leishe was surprised by the richness of the Garchhein country, but Arnold on the other hand, was a frivolous expression of heartfelt crap.

"No matter how many people get together, all that takes place here is ridiculous belly exploration. There he is."

He's right, we find the leashes that were stopping near the entrance and the guests get together in no time.

"His Highness Arnold. It's an honor to have you here tonight."

"... Sir Liebel. Thank you for your time."

"Your Highness! Come back safely. Best of all. Please let my daughter talk about her journey here."

"Unfortunately, there's nothing like taking it and talking about it"

Surrounded by large crowds, Arnolt was clearly unfathomable.

The side I looked up from the leachet is also unusually cold. It may be because of its neat face that it looks even more ruthless.

(Though 'Emperor Arnold Hein' in my head is also closer to this cold-looking face...)

With that in mind, Arnold looked down at this one when he noticed Liesche's gaze.

And when I think I've stopped on the Buddha's top surface so far, I come to the venue and have my first laugh.

- But it was a lucky journey.

The invincible grin stained the women's cheeks red.

But Arnold doesn't want to go through with the heat. Instead, he smiles so close that when he peeks into Liesche's face, which stood next to him, he even mouths him.

And here's what you say.

"So I could find someone to be my wife."

"... eh"

On purpose, and upset runs around.

He looked at his neat face at close range, and Liesche felt the back of his eyes tinkle. The women around them, on the other hand, make a scene at the look Arnold gave them.

"So, Your Highness is laughing...? To that 'hostage' opponent?

"It's my wife...! Until now, we haven't even looked at each other..."

Although it is a whispering and small talk, I understood the approximate content in the motion of creeping. Walking out was a good man with a daughter-like girl.

"Your Highness. Then this beautiful young lady can be revealed as her fiancée -..."

Simultaneously pointed from the perimeter is a zillion piercing glances.

Jealousy. Insult. nasty. I know you're going to be hiding it, but it's like you can't hide those emotions.

I had a care for Oliver yesterday not to make this one as uncomfortable as possible.

But this stuff doesn't hurt or itch.

(Well, compared to occasions when engagement is broken in front of the public)

Besides, Liesche has repeated it seven times. I'm not even frightened in this situation, even though I don't feel anything about that engagement breaking.

So when I smile flutteringly, I grab the hem of the dress and thank you.

"I'll catch your eye first. My name is Liesche Irmgard Wertzner."

Pull your right foot diagonally back, bend your left foot, and keep your spine straight and head down softly.

In that courtesy, the nobles who were trying to make a fool out of "The Lady of the Underground, who was brought in as a hostage."

Liesche's attitude was thoroughly crafted in a demanding Queen's education. Sometimes, in some things, the habits I had in other lives appeared, but it was about Arnold who conceited them.

Arnold looks satisfied, sees the leachet.

"- She has just come from another country, and there are still few who rely on her. When I don't want to be my husband, I want you all to help me."

"also... of course, Your Highness"

"Let's go, Liesche"

Arnold took my hand, and Liesche left that wheel.

The gaze in the venue is no longer directed at us alone. Liesche protested softly and whisperly so that the surroundings were not noticed.

"... you've sprinkled extra sparks on the other ladies."

"What is a spark?

"Of course I'm jealous. Emphasizing 'wife' like that only stirs up a struggle."

Then Arnold, humming his nose.

"If I don't look at you, there will be a move to rule you out by judging you a decorative wife. As of my fiancée, you're the target of an attack, no matter what. If so, it is better to show it in public."

"By showing, what?

"that I will protect you no matter what."

……

They said something much more outrageous, and Liesche blinked unexpectedly.

(Protect?... protect! Arnold Hein, take me!

I don't know. It creates a murky feeling, and it confuses me.

On the contrary, you killed me that way in my previous life. Of course I can't say that, and they just don't think I know why, so I got stuck in words.

After getting lost, Liesche cuts out.

"You need to be protected, not really. Either that or your Highness is the most dangerous to me."

"Well, what do you mean, I'm dangerous?"

"In many ways. In the meantime, I don't feel like enemies with sword moves"

Regrettably, but definitely. But Arnold seemed to enjoy hearing that.

"Maybe you and I can work together soon."

"I would love that! In sumptuous terms, I'd like you to put on an audition."

"Well, I don't mind."

"Is it true!?

If you learn about Arnold's sword moves, you might know how to attack him.

Even if you can't reach that range of sword speed and strength, I wonder if you can get some hint. Arnold shook his shoulders and laughed as Liesche shook his eyes at his expectations.

"I still get more answers from you than I expected"

"Duh, what does that mean?... and although the song seems to start"

It's a soft melody that flows. People gathered in the hall split between the center and the wall. Around the leashes, if you realize it, only men and women will be dancing from now on.

It seems somewhat noticeable what the Crown Prince and his fiancée will do.

"You don't have to dance."

"Oh. Even I'd like to have fun anyway, wouldn't I?

Taunting and receiving an inquiry from him, Liesche once again offers his right hand.

"... ok"

Taking that hand, Arnold naturally guided me to a space with few people. Usually, the women seemed to tell me as if they were making a mistake, but for that they looked used to it.

As you move into the center of the hall, hold hands opposite each other.

Arnold turned his other right hand toward Leishe's back.

(Wow...)

Gently accompanied hands are bigger and more manly than I thought. To that, Liesche is breathtaking.

Isn't this the first time you've approached Arnold so far?