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

Arnold stands with an unscrupulous look, as is most naturally the case.

You look neat again and again. Though he thought about it unintentionally, Liesche was honestly pompous.

(Why is His Highness Arnold picking me up...!?

Guess that question, or the knight beside me will speak softly and quietly.

"Earlier, when arranging an escort for His Highness Kyle, I also asked His Highness Arnold's office. As soon as the dispensation was over, I was ordered to call His Highness."

"Yes, no, that's not where I wonder..."

What I don't understand is that this is how Arnold has come about. I know if you're going to be present with the dispensation, but does it make sense to show your face after it's over?

With that in mind, Arnold's gaze deviated from the leachet.

"... is that man the scholar of the matter"

His eyes are directed at Michelle, who sat on the couch in the reception room. A chilling gaze, almost indifferent.

Leaving his doubts aside, Liesche nodded yes.

"It seems to be a coyote tease, I'm Dr. Michelle Evan. You are a very knowledgeable person and will be able to tell us a lot during your stay."

"Hehe, it's an honor to keep you for an introduction. I have one thing here. Shall I look like a stranger?"

Michelle gracefully greets Arnold as she rises off the couch. The golden hair flushed saggily with it.

"Nice to meet you, good evening. Are you the Crown Prince of this country? He said he allowed us to enter the Royal Library, and thank you very much."

(I hope you're okay...)

Watch Michelle say hello to Arnold by the side as she unravels. Michelle is not interested in secularism, and she is free of interpersonal relationships.

Anyway, I treat Kyle, the prince of one country, with the same attitude towards Liesche, who was my godson. There won't be anyone else like Michelle, such as someone who can stroke the head of an adult royal family.

When confronted by a princess from a certain country, she said, 'Here we go, you look soft and you have nice hair. I wonder if you could cut me a room because I want to use it for experiments,' he smiled and was angry with his squire, the knight.

It's not strange to behave like that on an Arnold opponent.

(In case the teacher tries to stroke His Highness Arnold's head, we have to stop him at any rate...)

Though setting himself up, Arnold said this with little change of expression.

"- In sharing your knowledge with your wife, if you need anything, I'll provide it here. Tomorrow the Foreign Secretary will show you around the Imperial City, but if there is any inconvenience, say so."

In unexpected words, Liesche stunned.

Michelle seems happy, grinning unintentionally over Arnold's faceless expression.

"Thank you for that. Now, let's not hesitate to ask for anything."

"... leachet. Let's go."

"Yes. Good night, Doctor."

I'm just leaving the room. Follow Arnold, and Leishe walks out, too.

Shortly before I left the room, I was called from behind.

"Liesche"

Looking back, Michelle is still smiling calmly.

It's a smile the same as it was back then. I felt nostalgic somewhere and Liesche narrowed her eyes.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Think about what you want to know."

"... Yes. Thank you, Doctor."

And the door closes slowly.

(Back then, it was like a long way back)

With that in mind, I walked down the hallway of the main castle with Arnold.

The knight of the escort follows from behind a short distance away. It was Arnold who opened his mouth first.

"Is that man competent from you?"

"Are you a teacher? No more of that!

I had a lot of conversations with Kyle before I called him to make sure he didn't find out too much about Michelle.

Of course, while trying not to inadvertently talk about future events, Liesche explains.

"I heard you earlier, and that was Dr. Michelle Evan herself, who is said to have no one in the neighborhood she doesn't even know. It's been a lot of great results, and it's good to know that I appreciate it."

"... what does such a man like to be in Coyol? From the sound of his name, he doesn't seem to be from that country."

"Yeah, because food suits your mouth..."

I really know why, but I don't hear that in an earlier conversation, so I'm going to delude you.

Nevertheless, Arnold's rating for the Coyote country still seems low. With that in mind, I decided to ask the question I had earlier.

"More than that, Your Highness Arnold. Why are you picking me up so suddenly?

"I'm leaving."

"Go home," he said.

"He's finished moving what was in my private room to an out-of-house room."

"Well!"

In other words, the move from the main castle where Arnold lived to the outhouse was completed.

As soon as Arnold was working in the main castle's office, he was ready to leave the palace. I guess that means Arnold stopped by the reception room as he moved.

"Does that mean your Highness and I are neighbors from today on?

"Don't be like that."

(Good......!

Now for one thing, there will be a physical distance between Arnold and his father.

I don't know what will lead to his father's murder, but until we get to the cause, I want you to avoid getting involved at all.

Walking next door, Arnold looks sideways wondering at Liesche.

"What, that relieved face?"

"'Cause it's been a big business since we arrived at Garchhein, hasn't it? Cleaning the outhouse, study group with all the samurai. I was finally able to come to Your Highness, and I was so emotional."

……

I explained it out of sincerity, but the feeling is not a lie either. I have to thank the samurai again tomorrow for all their hard work so far.

That's what I thought, Arnold laughed all the time.

"Living in a rough castle and watching you plan it from the side seemed fun."

(Hang on to the pride of your former samurai, you'll never be able to do that!

I don't put it in my mouth, I softly argue in my mind. Since Arnold will be the Lord of the Outlying House, don't you want such an opponent to see the perfect job?

"Ah, but Your Highness. I have been asleep until lunch for a while and won't wake up in the morning. Don't worry if you don't see it in the outhouse, you're just asleep."

Tell Arnold the same thing you're describing to the knights and the samurai. Actually, I've been training as a cadet all morning.

Then Arnold says with a slightly frightened face.

"Even if we sleep until noon, if it's too late to get on the floor, it doesn't make sense in terms of health recovery."

"Ugh.... for once, I'm making an effort to get some sleep"

"At least that's not what people say they're doing till this hour."

That's what Arnold said, putting his hand in the pocket of his jacket. If you think so, release something you took out in front of the leachet.

"Take it."

Reeshe reached out reflexively and trapped what was thrown through his hands.

When I opened my hand, what was there was a golden pocket watch. It is what Arnold used in his patience under the castle yesterday.

"Your Highness!? Don't treat such expensive things like this..."

"Take it easy and say what. - I'll lend it to you. Take it for a while."

To an unexpected suggestion, Liesche turned his eyes round.

"Are you going to lend me a watch?!?

This pocket watch is a substitute created about four years ago.

Until then, when it came to 'watches', it was like a large wall clock that existed only one in the world, a day clock that could only be used during sunny days and a water clock that would freeze on cold days.

Naturally, I can't carry it, and my chances of checking the time are limited.

In the meantime, this pocket watch showed up.

Not so many are in circulation, and every one is very expensive.

Only some royalty and nobility own it, and no one who has seen the real thing will know it exists, not even to the common people.

"It's valuable, and you can't borrow it lightly"

"What. You're not gonna use it?

"Oh, that's..."

To be honest, it would be very convenient if you had it at hand.

"A lot of people doubt credibility just because 'history is shallow', but we've confirmed that it's accurate if we don't even fail to adjust. It's so much more user-friendly than a clock."

(Yes, I know that very well…)

What floats behind Reese's brain is the human smile that created this pocket watch.

"Thanks to its ease of portability, it was particularly treasured on the battlefield. Until it became practical, we tested credibility over and over again."

"On the battlefield..."

Leishe considers next door the reason for Arnold's expressionless words.

"Does that mean, on top of the operation? It's easy to work with separate teams if you know exactly what time it is."

"Exactly. We can't deal with bad weather and other situations when we're moving by the height of the day or nature."

Isn't it fitting that Arnold was on the battlefield just about a year after this pocket watch was born?

(… His Royal Highness Arnold is flexibly incorporating new technologies into his strategy. Instead of blindly believing, look into your own usefulness, after taking the backing)

In a country that is adamant about old ideas, it is also logical that we cannot win the war against Arnold. I know very well that the cause of defeat that I once did not see in my life is beside him.

Unexpectedly, Michelle's words crossed the back of her brain.

"- Let this secret drug be used exactly as I wanted it to be, if there were such a person"

"... eh"

My spine popped and I accidentally stopped walking.

Arnold, who stopped a few steps away, looked back at Liesche in surprise.

"What's up?"

"... no"

I took a deep breath and then lined up for Arnold again.

"Then I'll borrow this watch sweetly for your words. Because it's convenient to have it on hand and measure time when preparing or dispensing."

"Hmm. To dispense?

"Actually, pocket watches were originally created for that. Even my pharmacist treasured me with a little remorse."

"Oh. Sure, you were a mentor from Renfa"

"Yes, my master is a stranger, but he's a really amazing pharmacist"

Liesche nodded with her chest stretched.

Then Arnold asks:

"Although in pharmacy, I don't think there can be human beings from other countries extending to people from Renfa countries. Is there anything better about that man than the man who was your master?"

"Dr. Michelle is not a pharmacist."

Walking next to Arnold, Liesche answers.

"As part of the research, they also mix and formulate drugs, and you have knowledge of pharmacy. He said," I don't specialize in drugs just because I know them. "

……

"That's humble, though, and you actually know a lot about pharmacy,"

Even with that explanation, Liesche remembers.

The first time I met Michelle was in my second life, when I was staying in Coyol with my master of pharmacy.

(The master has always been the enemy of Dr. Michelle. "Don't put my pharmacy and this man's research together," I said)

Ultimately, 'Me and that guy, we don't feel comfortable with each other,' he was angry.

As the saying goes, she was a pharmacist, and I think she was tangled up with Michelle every time we met at Coyol Castle.

Earlier, thanks to you, when Michelle said, 'I think I feel like I'm going to fit in with Liesche's master,' I kind of laughed bitterly.

(Nevertheless, I didn't expect to see Dr. Michelle again here. Though I just thought that a longer stay in Coyol would be the future three years from now...)

Reflect on the sweetness of your imagination, recalling the surprise you had earlier when you met Michelle in the field.

(Think about it, it's three years from now that we meet in our second life. It is one year later that you will be your goddaughter in your third life. You couldn't tell me the teacher wasn't in Coyol before you met me)

Stinging in remembering the old days, Arnold asks.

"So who the hell is that guy?"

"That one..."

What would be the way to say it to Arnold?

I got a little lost, but it doesn't seem like there's anything else to describe it as it is, Leishe explained.

"I'm such a scholar who studies all kinds of substances in the world and makes new substances"

"You want me to make a new substance?

"Yes, and you've developed a lot of the drugs and instruments you need for that research, too"

I guess I had an idea of such a profession. Arnold frowns slightly.

"No way."

"Yes, in the case of Dr. Michelle, she says it's not intended to produce gold, but in the closest name, this is what I would call it."

I look up at Arnold's eyes, and Liesche speaks.

"-" Alchemist "and"

That's Michelle's profession.

And for the third time in his life, it is a title that was also named Leishe, who was his godson.