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Part III The adopted woman of the lord

prologue

 I'm Kalstead, 37 years old.

 He is the knight commander of Ehrenfest, the cousin of the lord, and a guardian. Normally, it's a year when you don't need an amulet anymore, so it should have been useless, but it seems like Jill Wester still needs it.

 Returning to the Sovereign Assembly After seeing Jill Wester off, I and Ferdinand took what they needed out of the unemployed unemployed temple chief's room and closed it so no one could enter.

 After that, together with Ferdinand, we will finish the story and settings about Rosemine. As expected, there was a problem in using the story that Jillvester made on the spot appropriately improvised.

 Jillvester said, "I decided to adopt a daughter who was born with high magical powers like a mother with the lord. So I decided to separate my wife from my wives and protect my beloved daughter by giving a certain status." I made a plot, but the status of the lord is not so light that I can be adopted by only magical power. To be an adopted daughter, you need a certain track record.

"Fumu ... Do you want to use the case from the workshop? I gave the orphan a job and a meal in pity for the tragedy of the orphanage. Let's assume that his dedication and new business caught the eye of the lord."

"If you ask that much, it's like a saint?"

 Being hidden from the world, raised in a temple, crushed by the tragedy of an orphanage, feeding orphans with work and food, having enormous magical powers, and being blessed by multiple gods, it is as if the protagonist of the story Isn't it?

"Ah, sir. It's okay. If you make some beautiful stories in that direction, it will be reasonable to be appointed as the temple chief. And most of it is not a lie. In fact, it is a workshop to save the orphanage. The purpose was to read books comfortably, but I still make toys and picture books and give them to orphans. "

 Ferdinand then gave up his shoulder lightly. I've heard about making a workshop in an orphanage, but when I look at him, he doesn't seem to have done such a feat.

"Rose Maine is blessed and will look like it if you don't speak any words other than the script."

 Certainly, if you stand up silently, it seems too young to be called a saint, but it seems like that.

 Rosemain's smooth, flowing evening-colored hair is well-maintained, glossy enough that even the daughters of high-class aristocrats do not often see it, and curled up with unfamiliar hair ornaments. And the golden eyes like the moon that reflect emotions well. A child with good features and looking forward to growth.

 Perhaps because of her frailness, she was raised as a commoner, but she has white skin that does not know much about the light of day, and her small hands that are not rough at all are soft hands that do not know labor. Because Ferdinand is educated, his behavior is so decent that he cannot be considered a commoner.

"But ..."

 Ferdinand looked at me, saying that.

"That's a good reason for adopting a lord's daughter, but isn't it a little unreasonable to hide in the temple, fearing the bullying of his wife?"

 Ferdinand pointed out with a difficult face.

"The right wife, Elvira, would not be convinced in that setting. She's not so stupid."

"But it's true that Elvira dismissed Rosemary."

 Rosemarie was dismissed by two of his wife, Elvira, and his second wife, Tolderide, and they were being nailed. Because of that effort, Rosemary, who was originally weak, fell down.

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