"Oh no, don't throw it away."
I snatched a big doll in case Dietrich would throw the raccoon doll over a pile of glass.
"Remember, ah Nissa."
"What?"
"Money is not a problem for LaGrange."
If you live by stealing things in this way, it would be long if money wasn't really a problem. The cherry blossoms that were decorating the signboard seemed to be a bit broken as the window broke. My conscience stings like crazy, so I looked through the broken window and looked for his master.
"No, what's all this!"
It seemed that he had been away from the store for a while, so the owner hurriedly jumped and shouted.
"What are you! What!"
Dietrich, who stopped his screaming mouth, pulled out something similar to the bronze in his arms.
'It looks bigger than a coin.'
A red rose, a symbol of LaGrange, was engraved on the flat iron decoration. Regardless of the decoration, the owner's face turns white.
"It's Derek Lagrange's seal. You can charge him all the money in the future."
It is hard to know how Derek's seal is in the hands of Dietrich, who is not a particularly pretty candidate. The owner bows his back to see if he realizes his thread because he is not an ordinary boy.
"I'm sorry to make the fuss. Charge the cost by ship."
"Yes, yeah, I see."
I hugged a big raccoon doll and wandered behind him.
"Dietri, dietri. How do you go about that?"
"You stole it. I think there will be times when I need it."
"I don't steal."
"Go to the south and say that."
'But I was born in the south...... .'
I couldn't say that, so I shut my mouth tight and nodded loudly.
"Uh!"
"But can you just use Derek's seal or something like this to have a doll like this?"
I wanted to ask, but before that, Dietrich quickly entered the castle.
"This is a raccoon, a raccoon. It's pretty because his eyes are wide."
"You've shown it a hundred times more."
"Raccoon again."
I once again showed Baal, who hated, the pretty glass bead eyes of the raccoon. It resembles Dietrich's reddish black eyes.
'Of course, Dietrich's eyes are not so shiny.'
"Yes. It's pretty. It's really pretty. It's totally luxurious."
At Baal's fat answer, I shouted and stroked the doll's head.
"He is more expensive than a bal."
"You know how much I am..."
"Because it is prettier than a bal, it is more expensive than a bal."
I hugged the raccoon doll tightly-although it seems to be the same size as me-he laughed. Marilyn strokes my head as if I am cute.
"Are you so good, Princess?"
"Yeah. I like to play with raccoon."
"Young master bought it, right?"
"Uh….....Yes."
Strictly speaking, he didn't buy it, but I roughly nodded.
After giving her the raccoon doll, Dietrich didn't show up again, and Yuric, who was so mad at him, looked for me, but it was okay.
Admiring that the doll might be this soft, I buried my face on the plump belly of the doll. Marilyn, who was preparing my meal, opened her mouth while holding my plate.
"You can't see where Lancel went these days?"
"Uh?"
"Of course, I am not dissatisfied with caring for the Princess by myself, so do not misunderstand. I wish I could go to Liatris, such as Lancel."
Marilyn added, and I burst into laughter. After that, I really can't see Lancel. Even if I go out to play without taking care of me like this, I'm sure he will getting a full salary from Lagrange.
'I'm sorry.'
After a simple meal consisting of black bread, jam, and marilyn, recently added thin ham, I decided to go in search of Lancel.
I wasn't learning any more how to use Eredia's abilities as Joseph had left the estate at Derek's order.
It wasn't exactly what Lancel wanted to see, but because there was no one who stopped practicing this ability.
'Marilyn's Aura is so clean that there is no part to purify.'
On the other hand, Baal's aura was so dirty that he couldn't even try to purify him because he wasn't a demon.
Lancel, who occasionally comes with an artificially dirty aura, is a good practice.
I snorted and said hello to the raccoon doll and then came down from the bed. Baal glides behind me as if he was in charge of my escort instead of Yuric.
"It smells like bal."
"But I can't help it. Your Majesty's name is Shinee."
"Hing....... ."
At my words, Baal quivered, buried his face in his body and sniffed. I couldn't smell it because it was the smell of aura, not the real smell.
After sniffing for a long time, he opens his mouth as if embarrassed.
"Princess, I washed and came out today. Really."
"What."
"Because the princess keeps saying that it's dirty when I don't wash it."
'Now I have to be a little less convincing.'
If I made more teasing, it felt like Baal would cry, so I shrugged and then moved on. As he inhales deeply while stopping in the hallway, Lancel's aura, faint from a distance, takes over.
'Oh, moderately grumpy and insignificant.'
To define the smell of Lancel, it was. I moved along the long corridor in search of the insignificant aura.
'Well? It's weird.'
There were many cases where Lancel's aura was artificially felt, but as I concentrated on smelling it, I felt a much more artificial odor.
'Strange, it's not Lancel's.'
I stooped down in the hallway like a dog, sniffing like crazy to find the cause.
It was a fine scent that couldn't have been smelled in the past, but the ability to deal with auras seemed to have developed a little.
'It has a rose scent.'
If the grove of withered roses is a garden located in front of Dahlia Palace, there was also a backyard where even Dietrich could not go. An artificial odor was flowing from there, as if it was made by mixing this and that with a strong fragrance.
'Lancel....... .?'
Lancel is lying leisurely on a pavilion overgrown with weeds because it is not more tidy than the withered rose bush.
'You're not working and playing again.'
I was stunned, huh, and sighed, then ran lightly at him.
In the middle of the pavilion where Lancel, who has not been awakened whether he has fallen asleep or not, is lying, there is a plaster statue of a rose that he has never seen before.
'It smells like this.'
It was not easy to distinguish because it was so close to Lancel, but when I closed my eyes and took a breath again, I was able to find out what the smell was.
"A strange rose."
The stem is white, but seeing that only the rose petals are painted black, I thought it was a symbol of Lagrange.
"Ah! I'm surprised!"
Lancel wakes up in a fuss before I reach out and search for the rose. I looked down at him making a fuss with his nostrils.
"Why is the Princess here?"
"Come on for your work."
"Why am I?"
'Why. Come on to practice purification.'
I shrugged, pretending to be unaware of Lancel's wiping. As he reaches out in the air and stirs the air around Lancel, his dark blue aura becomes clear little by little.
'Let's try this one while doing it.'
Having purified Lancel's aura as usual, I thoughtlessly put my hand on the plaster rose.
The spine becomes creepy when I touch the aura, which has a slightly different feeling from the black aura of the devil.
It was not easy to purify because it was a much darker'evil' than Lancel's. Lancel, as he watched me exert his power, stretches out his arms to me with a confused face.
"Oh my God! No Princess, why are you trying to stand here to do business?"
"no !!!"
'What this guy sees a person for!'
The plaster rose shattered, saying, "Bang!" Cut debris bounces in all directions, creating additional dust.
"Oh! The plaster rose is broken, because of the Princess!"
“I'm not breaking it!”
Not knowing what I was doing, Lancel bluntly blamed me, although of course I was right.
'What? I purified the aura, but why the statue is broken.'
I squinted my eyes and observed the fragments that fell on my toes.
'Magic?'
The aura rising from the sculpture was unpleasantly dirty.
In addition, it is very suspicious that the malicious aura, which was artificially felt from the moment the rose broke, completely disappeared.
'I think there was a time when Joseph had told me about this curse before.'
Distracting people's hearts.
"Princess, where did you have any injuries?".
"Uh......?"
"Is there any place where you hit everything. Look at it."
Lancel was worried about me unlikely and looked at me after he flashed at me, confused.
"Oh! Are you ok!"
"I am okay."
'Why is this guy doing this?'
"Oh no, don't throw it away."
I snatched a big doll in case Dietrich would throw the raccoon doll over a pile of glass.
"Remember, ah Nissa."
"What?"
"Money is not a problem for LaGrange."
If you live by stealing things in this way, it would be long if money wasn't really a problem. The cherry blossoms that were decorating the signboard seemed to be a bit broken as the window broke. My conscience stings like crazy, so I looked through the broken window and looked for his master.
"No, what's all this!"
It seemed that he had been away from the store for a while, so the owner hurriedly jumped and shouted.
"What are you! What!"
Dietrich, who stopped his screaming mouth, pulled out something similar to the bronze in his arms.
'It looks bigger than a coin.'
A red rose, a symbol of LaGrange, was engraved on the flat iron decoration. Regardless of the decoration, the owner's face turns white.
"It's Derek Lagrange's seal. You can charge him all the money in the future."
It is hard to know how Derek's seal is in the hands of Dietrich, who is not a particularly pretty candidate. The owner bows his back to see if he realizes his thread because he is not an ordinary boy.
"I'm sorry to make the fuss. Charge the cost by ship."
"Yes, yeah, I see."
I hugged a big raccoon doll and wandered behind him.
"Dietri, dietri. How do you go about that?"
"You stole it. I think there will be times when I need it."
"I don't steal."
"Go to the south and say that."
'But I was born in the south...... .'
I couldn't say that, so I shut my mouth tight and nodded loudly.
"Uh!"
"But can you just use Derek's seal or something like this to have a doll like this?"
I wanted to ask, but before that, Dietrich quickly entered the castle.
"This is a raccoon, a raccoon. It's pretty because his eyes are wide."
"You've shown it a hundred times more."
"Raccoon again."
I once again showed Baal, who hated, the pretty glass bead eyes of the raccoon. It resembles Dietrich's reddish black eyes.
'Of course, Dietrich's eyes are not so shiny.'
"Yes. It's pretty. It's really pretty. It's totally luxurious."
At Baal's fat answer, I shouted and stroked the doll's head.
"He is more expensive than a bal."
"You know how much I am..."
"Because it is prettier than a bal, it is more expensive than a bal."
I hugged the raccoon doll tightly-although it seems to be the same size as me-he laughed. Marilyn strokes my head as if I am cute.
"Are you so good, Princess?"
"Yeah. I like to play with raccoon."
"Young master bought it, right?"
"Uh….....Yes."
Strictly speaking, he didn't buy it, but I roughly nodded.
After giving her the raccoon doll, Dietrich didn't show up again, and Yuric, who was so mad at him, looked for me, but it was okay.
Admiring that the doll might be this soft, I buried my face on the plump belly of the doll. Marilyn, who was preparing my meal, opened her mouth while holding my plate.
"You can't see where Lancel went these days?"
"Uh?"
"Of course, I am not dissatisfied with caring for the Princess by myself, so do not misunderstand. I wish I could go to Liatris, such as Lancel."
Marilyn added, and I burst into laughter. After that, I really can't see Lancel. Even if I go out to play without taking care of me like this, I'm sure he will getting a full salary from Lagrange.
'I'm sorry.'
After a simple meal consisting of black bread, jam, and marilyn, recently added thin ham, I decided to go in search of Lancel.
I wasn't learning any more how to use Eredia's abilities as Joseph had left the estate at Derek's order.
It wasn't exactly what Lancel wanted to see, but because there was no one who stopped practicing this ability.
'Marilyn's Aura is so clean that there is no part to purify.'
On the other hand, Baal's aura was so dirty that he couldn't even try to purify him because he wasn't a demon.
Lancel, who occasionally comes with an artificially dirty aura, is a good practice.
I snorted and said hello to the raccoon doll and then came down from the bed. Baal glides behind me as if he was in charge of my escort instead of Yuric.
"It smells like bal."
"But I can't help it. Your Majesty's name is Shinee."
"Hing....... ."
At my words, Baal quivered, buried his face in his body and sniffed. I couldn't smell it because it was the smell of aura, not the real smell.
After sniffing for a long time, he opens his mouth as if embarrassed.
"Princess, I washed and came out today. Really."
"What."
"Because the princess keeps saying that it's dirty when I don't wash it."
'Now I have to be a little less convincing.'
If I made more teasing, it felt like Baal would cry, so I shrugged and then moved on. As he inhales deeply while stopping in the hallway, Lancel's aura, faint from a distance, takes over.
'Oh, moderately grumpy and insignificant.'
To define the smell of Lancel, it was. I moved along the long corridor in search of the insignificant aura.
'Well? It's weird.'
There were many cases where Lancel's aura was artificially felt, but as I concentrated on smelling it, I felt a much more artificial odor.
'Strange, it's not Lancel's.'
I stooped down in the hallway like a dog, sniffing like crazy to find the cause.
It was a fine scent that couldn't have been smelled in the past, but the ability to deal with auras seemed to have developed a little.
'It has a rose scent.'
If the grove of withered roses is a garden located in front of Dahlia Palace, there was also a backyard where even Dietrich could not go. An artificial odor was flowing from there, as if it was made by mixing this and that with a strong fragrance.
'Lancel....... .?'
Lancel is lying leisurely on a pavilion overgrown with weeds because it is not more tidy than the withered rose bush.
'You're not working and playing again.'
I was stunned, huh, and sighed, then ran lightly at him.
In the middle of the pavilion where Lancel, who has not been awakened whether he has fallen asleep or not, is lying, there is a plaster statue of a rose that he has never seen before.
'It smells like this.'
It was not easy to distinguish because it was so close to Lancel, but when I closed my eyes and took a breath again, I was able to find out what the smell was.
"A strange rose."
The stem is white, but seeing that only the rose petals are painted black, I thought it was a symbol of Lagrange.
"Ah! I'm surprised!"
Lancel wakes up in a fuss before I reach out and search for the rose. I looked down at him making a fuss with his nostrils.
"Why is the Princess here?"
"Come on for your work."
"Why am I?"
'Why. Come on to practice purification.'
I shrugged, pretending to be unaware of Lancel's wiping. As he reaches out in the air and stirs the air around Lancel, his dark blue aura becomes clear little by little.
'Let's try this one while doing it.'
Having purified Lancel's aura as usual, I thoughtlessly put my hand on the plaster rose.
The spine becomes creepy when I touch the aura, which has a slightly different feeling from the black aura of the devil.
It was not easy to purify because it was a much darker'evil' than Lancel's. Lancel, as he watched me exert his power, stretches out his arms to me with a confused face.
"Oh my God! No Princess, why are you trying to stand here to do business?"
"no !!!"
'What this guy sees a person for!'
The plaster rose shattered, saying, "Bang!" Cut debris bounces in all directions, creating additional dust.
"Oh! The plaster rose is broken, because of the Princess!"
“I'm not breaking it!”
Not knowing what I was doing, Lancel bluntly blamed me, although of course I was right.
'What? I purified the aura, but why the statue is broken.'
I squinted my eyes and observed the fragments that fell on my toes.
'Magic?'
The aura rising from the sculpture was unpleasantly dirty.
In addition, it is very suspicious that the malicious aura, which was artificially felt from the moment the rose broke, completely disappeared.
'I think there was a time when Joseph had told me about this curse before.'
Distracting people's hearts.
"Princess, where did you have any injuries?".
"Uh......?"
"Is there any place where you hit everything. Look at it."
Lancel was worried about me unlikely and looked at me after he flashed at me, confused.
"Oh! Are you ok!"
"I am okay."
'Why is this guy doing this?'
