성황의 아이들 [2]

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229. Defensive Battle (2)

'... Please, there shouldn't be any trouble with Mores and Logan.'

Strangely today, the feeling of anxiety doesn't go away easily.

Amelia felt her hands shaking slightly as she turned the pages, and eventually closed the book and sank into the armchair and closed her eyes. And out of habit, she fiddles with the small wooden statue on the table.

'I should have told Mores to come back right away. No, he should have sent more reinforcements... ... .'

It was all in vain.

The prince of the Holy Empire abandoning his territory in crisis. Even though he is young, what will his subjects think of him?

The same goes for reinforcements. No matter how much you think about it, you can't come to any conclusion beyond the Lilium Detachment.

"Whew...."

Amelia sighed softly.

Reason knows well that he made the right decision. But isn't that true of the heart?

Mores, that child is now in the midst of dangerous demons!

At times like this, Amelia felt regretful that she was the eldest daughter of the royal family. If she had been in the same position as Herna, she would have sent her entire knightly order to punish her father.

"Amelia. Look at this!"

At that time, Mirabelle, the personal maid, entered the study holding a large bouquet of flowers.

"The handsome prince of Rohan sent me these pretty flowers again."

"Leonard...."

Amelia frowned slightly.

That trash bastard, who was confident that he had made a connection with himself after the New Year, is persistently sticking to the ecliptic, showing up at various banquets and social gatherings.

The reason why Amelia keeps looking at this disgusting man instead of cutting him off.

It was partly to lay the groundwork for future moves in Rohan, but more than anything else, it was to bring his hidden associates to the surface.

Romaine. A gloomy half-masked man.

Leonard's closest aide and strategist who held the royal family of Rohan in one hand and sometimes performed strange tricks.

'And the [key] that Romain had... ... .'

A device that made it possible to control strange races of people that had never been heard of before, as if they were limbs.

If you do not find out its identity and prepare in advance, it will pose a great threat to Delcross in the future.

While Amelia was deep in thought, Mirabelle asked in an excited voice.

"Where should I put this? How about decorating it here in the study so that I can look at it from time to time while studying?"

Such a terrible sound.

"Just throw it in the trash can."

"Oh my, why?"

"It's quite cliché to see the same rose every time."

"Hoho. Young ladies are usually influenced by a gentleman's sparkling wit and rich culture. But Amelia, a true and excellent gentleman is always honest and consistent."

Amelia blinked at her subtle words.

"...Does Mirabel like him?"

"Yes. Why not? He is so devoted to our princess. The more I look at him, the more I see him, isn't he such a gentle and handsome prince? Looking at him, I think it would be okay to go to Rohan with Amelia in the future."