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To Tiona, who dressed up beautifully, Keithwood handed her a single note form.
"I'm sorry, Miss Rudolfone. If you don't mind, could you give this letter to His Highness Zion?
"? Yes, I get it"
With a small nod, Tiona headed to the venue.
Tiona showed up late at the dance venue.
But no one cared about her presence. Because, just now, I was just finishing up the dance between Meer and Theon.
That brilliant dance nailed the gaze of the entire venue, allowing Tiona to enter the venue without attracting attention.
The dance is over, Scion surrounded by multiple women. Going there took some courage...
- Because everyone brought me this far.
Prepared, Tiona walked over to Zion.
"Um..."
"Oh, you sure..."
"My name is Tiona Rudolfon, Your Highness. Um, Mr. Keithwood gave me this..."
"Yeah? Excuse me for a second"
Turning away the girls who were gathering around, Theon glanced at the note. There was a summary of the case and about the killer.
Furthermore, just in case and in advance, reference was made to the possibility that Meer was involved.
- The Keithwood one, there's more to it than prudence.
Theon smiled unexpectedly.
Keithwood's job is to broaden that horizon by pointing out the possibility that Scion won't notice. An extra tight gaze must be directed at the person whose main Scion is favorable.
Perhaps you don't seriously doubt Meer's involvement.
- Or even he would be my favorite type.
Nonetheless, I did not pinch my personal feelings, I just felt that Zion's attitude in trying to provide the material he discusses was more of a struggler than excellence.
- Nevertheless...
Again, Theon was remembering Meer's attitude earlier.
Perhaps Meer was in the middle of an earlier dance, finding Tiona.
At first glance, she felt for the most part what had happened to her, and she entrusted Tiona to Zion so that she could at least enjoy this party.
Normally, Meer herself is going to embark on care, but in the case of dancing, it's the quickest way to get a partner boy to do something about it.
- I deserve it... I mean, there's someone who needs my help.
If they beg for help that way, I still can't say no as a Scion.
- But what you deserve means a little bit differently, doesn't it?
Theon remembered his earlier words and smiled small.
I thought I'd found a little weakness in Meer that looked perfect, and I just felt a little smiled.
"Um, Prince Zion?
"Hmm? Oh, no, excuse me. Miss Rudolphon, could you dance with me for a song?
It takes, and the night of the dance party leaves at dawn.
The next day…….
Meer was experiencing a pleasant awakening.
Last night, I used my strength with plenty of dancing and after a reasonably good sweat, I took a slow bath.
Then he went into a fuzzy bed, encouraged by a pleasant sense of fatigue, and stayed asleep until morning.
Just the ideal sleep. It is just a refreshing morning to be tired.
What's for breakfast today, whilst I'm mumbling my nose...? and so on. Meer came to the dining room to relax.
Sitting in my seat, I was just dropping Anne off to arrange a meal......,
- Oh?
I noticed the figure of those approaching the Anne. He was a tough looking young man. Seeing you in your little butler clothes, I guess you're the servant some student brought in. Standing and behaving was somewhere graceful, elegant and attractive.
If that was just handsome, Meer wouldn't have said anything either.
Did Anne have someone nice? and so on, and may have even rather backed up.
But…, if that is the servant of the enemy, Prince Zion, then the story is different.
Besides, the girl next to him was even more problematic. The girl, who had the characteristics of an imperial minority, was indisputably Tiona Rudolfone's servant, Riola.
The previous timeline, being pointed at the arrow with resentful eyes, was an experience that still burned behind Meer's brain and wouldn't leave.
- Duh, duh, why is Anne talking to them intimately?!?
Meer asked Anne, who was back, what was going on.
"Later, I was going to talk to you..."
Anne's report begins reluctantly. When I finished listening to all the stories......,
…………
Meer was solidified. Its little body leans slowly and leans......
"Ahhh! Master Meer!
Meer fell straight to the side as it was.
The complexion was as pale as moonlight.
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To Tiona, who dressed up beautifully, Keithwood handed her a single note form.
"I'm sorry, Miss Rudolfone. If you don't mind, could you give this letter to His Highness Zion?
"? Yes, I get it"
With a small nod, Tiona headed to the venue.
Tiona showed up late at the dance venue.
But no one cared about her presence. Because, just now, I was just finishing up the dance between Meer and Theon.
That brilliant dance nailed the gaze of the entire venue, allowing Tiona to enter the venue without attracting attention.
The dance is over, Scion surrounded by multiple women. Going there took some courage...
- Because everyone brought me this far.
Prepared, Tiona walked over to Zion.
"Um..."
"Oh, you sure..."
"My name is Tiona Rudolfon, Your Highness. Um, Mr. Keithwood gave me this..."
"Yeah? Excuse me for a second"
Turning away the girls who were gathering around, Theon glanced at the note. There was a summary of the case and about the killer.
Furthermore, just in case and in advance, reference was made to the possibility that Meer was involved.
- The Keithwood one, there's more to it than prudence.
Theon smiled unexpectedly.
Keithwood's job is to broaden that horizon by pointing out the possibility that Scion won't notice. An extra tight gaze must be directed at the person whose main Scion is favorable.
Perhaps you don't seriously doubt Meer's involvement.
- Or even he would be my favorite type.
Nonetheless, I did not pinch my personal feelings, I just felt that Zion's attitude in trying to provide the material he discusses was more of a struggler than excellence.
- Nevertheless...
Again, Theon was remembering Meer's attitude earlier.
Perhaps Meer was in the middle of an earlier dance, finding Tiona.
At first glance, she felt for the most part what had happened to her, and she entrusted Tiona to Zion so that she could at least enjoy this party.
Normally, Meer herself is going to embark on care, but in the case of dancing, it's the quickest way to get a partner boy to do something about it.
- I deserve it... I mean, there's someone who needs my help.
If they beg for help that way, I still can't say no as a Scion.
- But what you deserve means a little bit differently, doesn't it?
Theon remembered his earlier words and smiled small.
I thought I'd found a little weakness in Meer that looked perfect, and I just felt a little smiled.
"Um, Prince Zion?
"Hmm? Oh, no, excuse me. Miss Rudolphon, could you dance with me for a song?
It takes, and the night of the dance party leaves at dawn.
The next day…….
Meer was experiencing a pleasant awakening.
Last night, I used my strength with plenty of dancing and after a reasonably good sweat, I took a slow bath.
Then he went into a fuzzy bed, encouraged by a pleasant sense of fatigue, and stayed asleep until morning.
Just the ideal sleep. It is just a refreshing morning to be tired.
What's for breakfast today, whilst I'm mumbling my nose...? and so on. Meer came to the dining room to relax.
Sitting in my seat, I was just dropping Anne off to arrange a meal......,
- Oh?
I noticed the figure of those approaching the Anne. He was a tough looking young man. Seeing you in your little butler clothes, I guess you're the servant some student brought in. Standing and behaving was somewhere graceful, elegant and attractive.
If that was just handsome, Meer wouldn't have said anything either.
Did Anne have someone nice? and so on, and may have even rather backed up.
But…, if that is the servant of the enemy, Prince Zion, then the story is different.
Besides, the girl next to him was even more problematic. The girl, who had the characteristics of an imperial minority, was indisputably Tiona Rudolfone's servant, Riola.
The previous timeline, being pointed at the arrow with resentful eyes, was an experience that still burned behind Meer's brain and wouldn't leave.
- Duh, duh, why is Anne talking to them intimately?!?
Meer asked Anne, who was back, what was going on.
"Later, I was going to talk to you..."
Anne's report begins reluctantly. When I finished listening to all the stories......,
…………
Meer was solidified. Its little body leans slowly and leans......
"Ahhh! Master Meer!
Meer fell straight to the side as it was.
The complexion was as pale as moonlight.
To Tiona, who dressed up beautifully, Keithwood handed her a single note form."I'm sorry, Miss Rudolfone. If you don't mind, could you give this letter to His Highness Zion? "? Yes, I get it"With a small nod, Tiona headed to the venue.Tiona showed up late at the dance venue.But no one cared about her presence. Because, just now, I was just finishing up the dance between Meer and Theon.That brilliant dance nailed the gaze of the entire venue, allowing Tiona to enter the venue without attracting attention.The dance is over, Scion surrounded by multiple women. Going there took some courage...- Because everyone brought me this far.Prepared, Tiona walked over to Zion."Um...""Oh, you sure...""My name is Tiona Rudolfon, Your Highness. Um, Mr. Keithwood gave me this...""Yeah? Excuse me for a second"Turning away the girls who were gathering around, Theon glanced at the note. There was a summary of the case and about the killer.Furthermore, just in case and in advance, reference was made to the possibility that Meer was involved.- The Keithwood one, there's more to it than prudence.Theon smiled unexpectedly.Keithwood's job is to broaden that horizon by pointing out the possibility that Scion won't notice. An extra tight gaze must be directed at the person whose main Scion is favorable.Perhaps you don't seriously doubt Meer's involvement.- Or even he would be my favorite type.Nonetheless, I did not pinch my personal feelings, I just felt that Zion's attitude in trying to provide the material he discusses was more of a struggler than excellence.- Nevertheless...Again, Theon was remembering Meer's attitude earlier.Perhaps Meer was in the middle of an earlier dance, finding Tiona.At first glance, she felt for the most part what had happened to her, and she entrusted Tiona to Zion so that she could at least enjoy this party.Normally, Meer herself is going to embark on care, but in the case of dancing, it's the quickest way to get a partner boy to do something about it.- I deserve it... I mean, there's someone who needs my help.If they beg for help that way, I still can't say no as a Scion.- But what you deserve means a little bit differently, doesn't it?Theon remembered his earlier words and smiled small.I thought I'd found a little weakness in Meer that looked perfect, and I just felt a little smiled."Um, Prince Zion? "Hmm? Oh, no, excuse me. Miss Rudolphon, could you dance with me for a song? It takes, and the night of the dance party leaves at dawn.The next day.Meer was experiencing a pleasant awakening.Last night, I used my strength with plenty of dancing and after a reasonably good sweat, I took a slow bath.Then he went into a fuzzy bed, encouraged by a pleasant sense of fatigue, and stayed asleep until morning.Just the ideal sleep. It is just a refreshing morning to be tired.What's for breakfast today, whilst I'm mumbling my nose...? and so on. Meer came to the dining room to relax.Sitting in my seat, I was just dropping Anne off to arrange a meal......,- Oh?I noticed the figure of those approaching the Anne. He was a tough looking young man. Seeing you in your little butler clothes, I guess you're the servant some student brought in. Standing and behaving was somewhere graceful, elegant and attractive.If that was just handsome, Meer wouldn't have said anything either.Did Anne have someone nice? and so on, and may have even rather backed up.But, if that is the servant of the enemy, Prince Zion, then the story is different.Besides, the girl next to him was even more problematic. The girl, who had the characteristics of an imperial minority, was indisputably Tiona Rudolfone's servant, Riola.The previous timeline, being pointed at the arrow with resentful eyes, was an experience that still burned behind Meer's brain and wouldn't leave.- Duh, duh, why is Anne talking to them intimately?!?Meer asked Anne, who was back, what was going on."Later, I was going to talk to you..."Anne's report begins reluctantly. When I finished listening to all the stories......, Meer was solidified. Its little body leans slowly and leans......"Ahhh! Master Meer! Meer fell straight to the side as it was.The complexion was as pale as moonlight.
