I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

You've become great, Aloys.

Has it been since that awkward lunch since I met Aloys in person like this? When I look at it again, it really looks challenging or lightweight.

I stepped forward so Bern could hide me with his own body.

What can I do for you?

Bern's eyes, usually blurry and drooling, glow cold in swordswallowing light like they did when he was confronting the man who attacked him on Thanksgiving. I even felt like the frightening air was trembling.

Aloys still smiles, turning Bern's temper, or killer, like a willow.

He doesn't mean he's just a chara guy as he looks.

The words of Clarissa and Darius, who alert Alois, rise to the back of their brains.

Compared to that, His Highness next door seems a little carried away.... Your Highness, good luck.

"You don't have to tell me, do you? So I took a member of your club, and I came all the way here to make friends."

Good friends are the ones who use surprisingly cute expressions.

"Hey, Aloise"

His Royal Highness grabbed Aloys' shoulder, which did not break his provocative posture, and pulled him back.

"Sorry, Bernhardt. We need to check with Miss Lizia."

"Let's hear it."

Your Highness, even your opponent becomes worried about the mighty Bern, with his arms on.

Looking back a bit, Bern laughed to reassure me, and soon turned to His Highness with another cold look.

No, it's not! Anxiety is anxiety, but it's not!

My heart will never tell, and the story will resume.

His Highness seemed a little distracted. No, that's right. Because I'm royal.

"After school today, more or less between 5: 30 and 6: 00 p.m., my friend Lila Carnail was knocked down the stairs by someone"

5: 30... Exactly the time I was solicited by Darius in the basement.

and Darius came running and rendezvous just fine. Bern snugly squeezed me. I think I let it go while it didn't fit a bit.

Katerina fans him rough breathing and he's rarely sticking around. I don't feel sorry for you at all, and I rather feel good.

"Lyla just had to twist her wrist badly, but by some things it would have been life-threatening. And this handkerchief was falling on that scene"

A male student of a squire who was on his side when His Royal Highness reached out hands-on hands-on.

It was a natural but unrecognizable handkerchief.

"There is no certainty that it belongs to the killer. But that's a good chance. And the initial embroidered in this handkerchief is R.R. Same as Miss Lizia's initial."

I spread it out so that His Highness could see it well. The white handkerchief has a lovely stitch of small flowers on the edge and looks politely R.R. in the right corner. I feel like I said the average maid handkerchief.

"Miss Lizia, where were you after school today? Strangely, no one has ever seen you."

His Royal Highness seems to strive not to lose his impartiality, but when he looked me in the eye, he found out that he almost thought of me as the killer. I don't know if Aloise or Lyla blew anything in, or if it was originally because His Highness's righteousness was too strong.

"I was in an underground storage unit."

"Why are you in such a place?

"Because my friend Darius Jill Vehner invited me"

What should I do? Why? What can I say if I get further into it?

There was no time for me to worry about my head and Darius proceeded to take over my words.

"I asked them to help me pick up the chair I was going to use at the art club."

"You're not allowed to speak, Darius."

Aloise just pinches my mouth.

"I apologize for this."

Darius tells Aloys back with a grin like he made a fool of himself somewhere. Besides, for the first time, Aloise looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

In the meantime, consider Darius and Bern's negotiations to have been well said.

Because now Darius hinted at Aloys and the others for having somehow tied hands with Bern by revealing his involvement with the art appreciation club.

Many will think that Bern has now become a Second Prince. It's a faster development than planned, but the back student union originally decided to become a second prince, so there's no problem.

"... so, after I went to the store, I went to the club?

His Royal Highness also seemed shocked that Darius and Bern had joined hands without heart. I don't know much, but they had quite a bit of interaction. It's about as good as being my best friend on the surface in the game, and maybe the actual compatibility wasn't that bad.

He gently turns his hand around his back when he asks Bern how he should answer. You mean I can be honest with you for now?

"No. I tried to get out of the storeroom, and the door was broken, and I was locked in."

It wasn't really broken, but Bern destroyed it, so you can't even be sure of the truth. It sounded amazing.

"What can testify to that?

I'll testify.

"But don't you trust that? You are also Miss Lizia's fiancée and Master Katerina's brother."

Damn, well, Aloise.

"Plus the three female students with the same initials as Miss Lizia in this school have each been proven to have been in dormitories and clubs. In addition, all three testify that the handkerchief is not their own."

You think Lizzie's the killer in circumstantial evidence?

"We're talking about possibilities. But isn't that a story that could be enough? Miss Lizia is cordial with Katerina, and there are rumors that Katerina doesn't like Lyla."

"Stop it, Alois"

His Royal Highness won't shut his mouth.

"Wasn't there something Miss Lizia didn't feel good about Lyla herself? What do you say, Bernhardt?"

"I can disguise any handkerchief. Please stop insulting my fiancée on such vague grounds."

"We're not insulting, we're just making sure it's true"

"Miss Lizia, I ask you again, is this yours?

I took a good look at the handkerchief His Highness offers, and I denied it.

"No, it's not mine. I still have a handkerchief, and I've never had anything like this."

"Isn't that what you can say?

What the fuck?

Aloise cuts back that Bern said the handkerchief was an ambiguous basis and that even this testimony was unfounded.

The waterboarding theory is a good place as it is... No, as for Aloys, should I be able to spread our evil impressions? Or do you think you can win as long as you have the incentive to crush it?

I raised my voice like Bern was a little annoyed.

"I'll tell you what, Lizzie's handkerchief was prepared by me. So there's a Brunsmeyer stamp on everything"

The unspeakable air that flowed in the back student council also wraps around.

Usually, we all want to say that a woman sends a handkerchief to a man, right?

But, you know, you're gonna get it, right? Besides, you said you sewed it yourself, and maybe you're better than me, and you're just gonna have to use it now, right?

Nothing. I'm not a bad embroiderer, but I think I'd be unwilling to have a man close to me. Not that I don't regret it!

Aloys coughed up one and gave him a somewhat unpleasant laugh, as he grabbed the tensionless air because of Bern.

"Yes, there were rumors I wanted to be sure about the Duke of Brunsmeyer."

"Rumors?"

"Yeah. Anything, you're embezzling the treasury, or you're facilitating a government position depending on the bribe..."

An upset runs purposefully at the students around me.

"Aloise, you don't have to bring that up now"

"But Your Highness..."

They can't call it a single rock over there. Alloys wants to crush Bern with any hand, but he says he seems to be handling His Highness too straight and burning his hands.

"Well, you said I was doing that."

That was a cold voice with the illusion that the temperature had dropped once.

"No, I'm just talking about the Duke of Brunsmeyer, with you, my son..."

"What are you saying? The Duke of Brunsmeyer is in front of you."

"What?"

The wild horses around him and His Highness, Aloys, give a uniformly bewildered look.

But I don't think Bern is quite mean in this situation, either, or he has a good personality. I guess I'm going to cut some cards that I can hang up now for now.

"I hadn't officially announced it yet because of the sudden, but my father decided to hide out because of his illness. I also have permission from His Majesty. I mean, now this me, Bernhardt, is the Duke of Brunsmeyer. If the Duke of Brunsmeyer is talking about his predecessors, you will be whipping and dragging the sick old man out and asking me to atone for his sins, okay?... well, it's a rumor without roots or leaves"

"I didn't hear you."

Your Highness gives you a voice like eating bubbles and asking questions.

"Really? Your Highness seemed somewhat busy breaking her engagement to my sister Caterina, so I guess the information was delayed."

Disgusting. I totally disgust this.

As I'm sure you know Bern was a little out of school, but what he was doing was negotiating a title transfer to his father, the Duke of Brunsmeyer.

The Duke seemed quite reluctant, but Bern offered two conditions, and the transfer of the title was made safely.

In fact, the black rumors that Aloise was saying earlier are partly true. I guess that's why he poked at me, but from Bern it was assumed.

Because one of the conditions I showed the Duke at any rate was that he would take the opportunity to erase the Duke's black rumors from hiding. I have no idea how the hell to turn it off, but I want to believe it's not a terrible means. Bad things, not good.

"May I have a moment?

Rin's voice echoed as she deliberately swayed at the overly young Duke of Brunsmeyer.

His Royal Highness sees Katerina casually and then permits her to speak.

Katerina walked out grandly forward with Helena, slowly looking around. That was very queenly and unexpectedly a tightening motion for this one.

Every human on the spot was concentrating her nerves on the words she uttered.

"Lord Aloys commanded Lizzia to take His Highness, and she slammed Mr. Lyla down, didn't she?

"I'm only talking about the possibility of that. Dear Caterina,"

"You're out of your mind. I can't believe they thought I was such a woman."

"Is it? Rumor has it that you have a lot of temper."

"Are you bringing up rumors again? You love rumors more than I do."

Katerina gave the eating Aloys a kick in the nose.

"My Lord Edwin, if I were to say that you would forsake your engagement, I would make it clear that I would accept it on this occasion"

"Okay, Katerina"

Bern opens his eyes slightly and looks at Katerina.

Or everyone here would feel like watching something incredible.

Even Your Highness has a beautiful face.

Katerina laughed as proud as she had won to her astonished brother, proclaiming herself exalted.

"Me, I'm not free enough to go after someone who won't love me forever!

It was a strong Katerina word everywhere.

Her Royal Highness had not chosen her and she was depressed. She would not have fully recovered. Still, I chose a new path like myself.

Somehow, but I guess that's because Ionias existed.

I know Katerina was only going to see Her Highness, but from the side, the two of them are in tune, and there's nothing in Katerina that hasn't made any difference. I'm sure.

Forgetting all the disturbances around me and all that, a voice popped in that I didn't want to hear in my ear that was impressed by relaxation.

"Hey! It's like a festival."

The man, who is nicotine about what is fun about flipping a blurry robe, came in just between His Highness and us.

Hey, Lucas!?

Lucas laughs with the illegible eyes of the expression behind his glasses as he finds himself aiming at me unconsciously.

The face surrounded by long blurred hair is young and very unlikely to be thirty ways ahead.

I'm surprised you're such a frigid looking teacher.

Besides, this guy probably wasn't the kind of teacher that would come out to put up the commotion.

"I was listening. I'll take care of this! All right?

"You can't annoy Dr. Retgar's hand..."

"Please don't say such a cold thing. For the sake of my dear students, I will undress you with one or two skins!

Somehow he is the type of person who doesn't listen to people. Maybe that's a little like Bern, but for some reason Lucas doesn't like it. Strange.

The long robe hem flicks and the wizard Lucas looks back.

"Mr. Reetbelf and Mr. Carnail, I'll talk to you from each side."

"Huh."

"It's a tough case, you can't just leave it to your students! Come on, good hurry up!

"You don't think it's an absolutely tough case or anything! Hey, hey!?

Traces of vain, dragging, even resisting as I invoke, are engraved vainly on the ground to Lucas, who just strained and dragged me into listening to the circumstances.

I accidentally grabbed Bern's arm, but still Lucas won't stop walking without stopping. I mean, not great horsepower!?