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

"Oh, Prince Kyle. Even if you look at it from afar like this, how Rin you look!

The girls invited to the royal palace were rumouring like that every once in a while.

"Both silver hair and light watery eyes are like ice spirits in the story"

"Kyle's impressive atmosphere is accentuated by the strong face of the will."

In the royal palace of Coyol, Snow Country, First Prince Kyle is at the center of the conversation.

The girls, friends of the princess, are determined and want to praise Kyle.

In his past life, Liesche had witnessed the scene many times because he had stayed at the royal palace in the country of Coyol.

"You're smart, calm, and yet hot aspiring. Last night at the club, my eyes fell on me. '

"It would be nice to be able to marry such a woman.... but you can't do that."

This is what the girl who hid her mouth with a fan says to the gap where the princess took her seat off.

Love and sympathy for Kyle and then with a little curiosity.

- Poor Kyle.

Spinned is a cruel word, by a lovely voice.

He must have been seen by the Necromancer.

I confirmed Kyle's entry into the Imperial Capital, the next day.

Also dressed this day as a man and dressed as a brown-haired boy, Lucious, Lieche was sitting on a bench in the corner of the training ground.

(Ko, my breathing...!!

Even though you don't sweat, the heat comes from a cloth wrapped around your chest.

Today, the third day of training, after completing his first run in, he performed upper body workouts, similar to the first day.

I'm taking a break now, but I'm exhausted because of my lack of strength and muscle aches.

But I have a friend who worries about such a leachet.

"Are you okay, Lou? Look, I'm gonna fan it, so hold on tight -"

"Thanks, Fritz..."

The fellow candidate, Fritz, who sat next to him, used the paper distributed to everyone earlier and sent judgment and wind to Liesche.

"It's cool...... but I'm fine. After this, we have to get some rest for the frizz."

"Don't be shy. You know, it feels cooler to have people do this, right?

"Ha. I feel like I know that."

This paper, which Fritz uses instead of a fan, says a three-day interim rating.

It contains the names of all the candidates and figures for the five-step evaluation.

Next to the name 'Lucious' it was stated that both health and muscle strength determination were 1.

This was, of course, the lowest value and the other items were blank.

Aside from the leachette, there are at least 3 numbers written, and Fritz is both 5.

But Fritz himself didn't seem to attach any importance to that.

"Nevertheless, you can finally let me hold the wooden sword today! Uh, I can't wait!

"Fritz has been looking forward to it, hasn't he? I'm here for you."

"Oh, thank God!...... ah"

"Lucious Orcott"

The Lord who called Liesche's pseudonym was Borderline Bellowvine, who directed this training.

"Mr. Lovine!

"You don't have to stand up. During your break, you should strive to recover and keep warm."

Being restrained from trying to get up, the leashes sat back on the bench in a big way. Nevertheless, the spine is more upright than usual.

Rovine has looked at the leachet and asked with a soft voice.

"Looking at you today, you seem more tired than you were until yesterday. Didn't you get enough rest yesterday?"

"It's..."

Leishe mumbles when she sees through her health.

(That's Uncle Lovine. His Royal Highness Arnold recognizes you as a mentor...)

Yesterday afternoon, Arnold and I were walking around the castle.

After we found Prince Kyle's carriage on board, we even checked which inn they were staying in, so it was night to return to the Imperial Castle.

I intended to go to bed early, but it was the usual time I went into the bedroom because there was also field care and medicinal herb disposal.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to manage myself"

"I'm not blaming you. However, after this, trainees make arrangements with each other. Tell me as soon as it gets hard."

"Yes, thank you"

If it's training for the Knights in general, it's where 'training under hard circumstances is the only way to train them physically and mentally'.

But there are many knights injured by it. Again, in the Garchhein country, it seems a policy that we will inexorably and reliably cultivate.

(These piles of training will create a country that boasts a tremendous military capability in five years' time)

Besides, Rovine's training isn't just authentic and honest.

Because there's a match after this. On the third day after training began, many of the candidates are starting to get tired of monotonous and hard workouts.

But a meeting with a wooden sword is fun.

I also notice that changes are made in the training content itself, and that efforts are needed to improve swordsmanship.

The candidates will be so eager to encourage them to work out after the match.

He's still an excellent mentor. I understand why Arnold used the cache of training candidates as a 'natural circumstance to summon Uncle Loweyne'.

(I wonder if His Royal Highness Arnold is telling Reverend Rovine about Prince Kyle)

It shouldn't mean I haven't let you know anything at all, but I don't know how much it's been shared.

For once, Liesche had not been heard, and there might have been facts and maneuvers being told only to Rovine.

(Reverend Roweyne has been under the command of His Highness Arnold.)

What the hell was Arnold doing in the war ahead?

That's what I wanted to know, Leishe asked.

"Mr. Rovine. For the sake of postgraduate school, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear your story during the war.... for example, about the Siutena Defense Battle, home of Fritz"

"Ah! I'd like to hear that, too. Especially when it comes to His Highness Arnold!

Fritz, who longs for Arnold, rides me in the direction I expected.

"Well... if I wanted to talk only to the superficial in a short time, it would always be a decided story."

Lovine, enthusiastic about educating the young man, opened his teasing mouth with a forethought.

"In the Siutena defense, seven thousand soldiers of the Garchhein National Army. The enemies attacked by the ship were 15,000 troops."

"Wow. That's almost double the power difference."

"Actually, it's more of a power difference than that. His Royal Highness, Arnold, put him on the front because only three thousand of the soldiers he had left with His Majesty the Emperor."

"Huh!? Why did you reduce the number of troops by so little?

Rovine answers Fritz's question.

"The remaining four thousand were only young knights who finished at the fast pace and those who forced the peasants to carry their weapons. His Royal Highness Arnold turned the four thousand to less dangerous manoeuvres, evacuation of residents, and backward support. And intercepted enemies only with soldiers who would be some strength"

"... Still, Your Highness won"

"That's right. We used the weather that day called heavy rain, used the terrain of the port town of Siutena, and also used the situation of our opponents to fight. - He overthrew the difference in force strategy and pushed this casualty to the limit."

Eye-blowing frizz squeaks his throat.

"At the same time, there was a battlefield under similar circumstances. Thousands were killed in battle, although the Garchhein nation won. Many of the dead are inexperienced soldiers."

"That doesn't mean... that a lot of force is good, does it?

"It's not. Naturally, it's better to have more troops. - But it doesn't make any sense to be less skilled and numbered. His Royal Highness Arnold proved it on the actual battlefield."

Rovine spins quietly.

"His Highness does not show any interest in the weak. The weak will not be given the opportunity to stand on the battlefield and set up martial arts. … but it leads to reducing the number of mischievous people who lose their lives"

(... His Royal Highness Arnold)

Liesche leaned down and thought.

Arnold doesn't let weak people fight.

Instead, what he is aiming for is a country where all knights have strong fighting power.

There will be a Garchhein country five years from now, but it proves it.

(Trying to be strong, one day to go to war with the world?

"... the world is at peace. But I won't return the lives I lost in the war ahead."

Rovine smiled softly.

It's an unscrupulous, but very gentle look.

"In the war ahead, many young people died. I must at least destroy it."

(... ah)

Leishe once heard the same dialogue as Lovine did today.

"In that war, me and young people of the same age lost their lives. I said it wasn't even appropriate to approach the battlefield."

I still remember clearly.

Leishe, who was a pharmacist, spoke to the man.

"Prince Kyle, you also mentioned my master, right? Surviving is an important duty of royalty '

"I don't see how that should be achieved at the expense of my own people."

Liesche unconsciously turns his gaze to those who have the main castle.

Between the glances, Prince Kyle should be greeting Emperor Garchhein. Liesche is also supposed to meet Kyle with Arnold in the afternoon.

"The break is over soon. Until then, let's get some rest."

"Yes, thank you, Master Rovine."

As Liesche and Fritz bowed their heads, Lovine walked away either to speak up to the other candidates or to the occasion.

"You're amazing after all. His Royal Highness Arnold and Rovine."

"... yeah. Right."

Liesche nods at Fritz's words.

There was a lot to think about. Then there's what you have to fulfill.

Driven by a sense of impatience, but I just have to do one thing at a time.

(For that, after all, strength. Anyway, I need to work out my body......!

As he was burning the flames of temper, several candidates passed right in front of him.

"Hey Lucious. Evaluate one, Rovine. You've been blinded for a while."

"... sven"

The young man Sven, who laughs slightly, is a brilliant young man among the candidates.

According to the ratings handed out to everyone, they had 4 health and 5 muscle strength.

"If you're incapable, you can take that break and tell me. I'd be jealous from us."

"Uh..."

Fritz gets up and tells Sven before Leishe responds.

"Hey Sven. I told you not to get tangled up in Lucious."

"Fritz is sweet. But we say it with kindness, don't we?

The Svens looked down at Liesche with a teasing grin.

"As a guy from the Glades may not know, the Knights of this country are meritocratic. No matter how hard you try, it's no use."

"Sven's right. You're the bottom line. Wouldn't you rather work for that than spend some time training?

(... this is also typical or something...)

To the extent that Liesche felt that way, Fritz seems to have been different.

He's always got a flamboyant smile on his face, and he's angry with his eyes.

"Come on, Sven, Lou's serious. Don't make fun of other people's efforts."

"Hmm. I know you're mistaken, but we're not here to hang out."

Sven flaunted his shoulders with a mockery against the fritz that angered him with a serious face.

"Yet if I came with you, you'd always be mad if we were laughing at Lucius. If you want to be a knight, you need the temper to kick each other's ass, don't you?

Listening to the words, Liesche is astonished.

"Fritz. Could you still be sheltering me?

"It's not about shelter or anything. I just don't like being insulted by my friends."

……

Speaking up, he exhaled small.

(... myself, although I don't care what they say)

We're almost done with this break and we'll be right around the time we start making out.

For the total win, Leishe will be able to cross swords with all of them.

(You don't mean to insult even Fritz for being involved with me.)

"- Until then!

A short decree echoes in the training ground.

Confronting each other are Liesche and Sven, whose victories and losses have just come on earlier.

It was less than ten seconds after the beginning of the call.

"'Thank you very much'"

Stick with the tip of the wooden sword, Liesche tells him.

Sven, buttcaked to the ground and bluished his face, let his mouth open and close as he stared at his snotty, stopped sword tip.

The training ground is quiet.

Is it about Rovine who doesn't look surprised?

"What... you, what, why"

Reeshe reaches out to Sven, who squeezes out his voice desperately.

"Can you stand, Sven?"

"It's a lie, this...! 'Cause you're barely physically fit! Even muscle strength building, always at all!

"The way I defeated you wasn't with my strength or muscle strength. I think we're going to learn exactly how to do this."

"... eh"

The other candidates watching over the matches are still pompous around.

Sven shook his head like he hated their gaze.

"Why? I'm supposed to lose to this guy...!

"I'm sorry if I was making you feel scared. But I don't want to bother Fritz too much."

Liesche bowed herself and peered into his eyes.

- I'd like to get along with you.

"Hih..."

Sven got up in a hurry after he screamed.

I really didn't have any other intentions, but I might have scared you in vain.

As Sven hurries back to his buddies, Leishe also pulls into the corner. Then Fritz came running over with his eyes shining.

"Lou! I knew you were awesome!!

"... Fritz. I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you."

Turning his head down feeling sorry, Fritz was decent.

"Why are you apologizing? That's what I wanted to do. Lou was worse for me."

"It's not just for frizz. Even for Sven, if you make a habit of insulting your enemies, you might die because of it."

――……

To Liesche's words, Fritz rounded his eyes.

"Besides. Try and fight. Okay, but Sven's got a great reflex nerve. That's true, Rovine. I don't think you'll be able to do it unless you take a closer look at it."

With a training period of only ten days, it is important that you have time to be coached directly.

When Liesche was serious, Fritz seemed to have fun breaking his face.

"Lou, you're so weird."

"Speaking of which, how to call that lou"

"Oh! Lucious, so if you want to give me a nickname, I think this is it. You didn't like that?

"... yeah"

Asked, Liesche shook her neck to the side.

In his former life as a knight, the way he called it was certainly a nickname for 'Lucious'. For that reason, I felt very nostalgic.

"I'm glad you called. Thank you, Fritz."

……

At that moment when Liesche smiled, Fritz held his hand around his chest.

"What's going on?

"No, I don't know what it is"

Not that I don't seem ill, but Fritz coughed one up.

"Er... Oh, yeah! We're talking about going to town for lunch after training today. Does Lou have a job, after all?

"... right. In the afternoon, I had a tough job…"

Leishe recalls once again that there is a major problem.

I'm meeting Kyle face to face this afternoon.

What is his purpose?