“evil!”
“Ouch. I am sorry.”
“Kyaaak!”
“These clothes are torn. I’ll tell the dress shop, so let’s get one fitted.”
There is commotion everywhere you pass.
Sabrina whispered to Princess Feria, her brow furrowed.
“it’s annoying… … . Are you doing that on purpose, what is it?”
“I wouldn’t do it on purpose.”
Feia gave a small answer to Sabrina’s words. Was the teacher a great person?
Obviously, the posture and appearance right before shooting the bow weren’t too bad.
Strangely, the moment you let go of the bowstring, the arrow flies to the wrong place.
Maybe it’s a talent to shoot like that?
Maybe there’s a trait like random attack or something.
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It’s ridiculous compared to the pose that makes me think that way.
“The face is rather handsome, but that’s it. You’re ruining my hunt, now. This was all for Feia!”
“I am… are you okay.”
When Sabrina stomped her feet and became annoyed, Princess Feia grabbed her hand and slapped her.
He knew very well that Sabrina would continue to host parties and social gatherings for him, who naturally became hardened and less talkative in crowded places due to his extreme shyness.
‘but.’
Should I make a lot of friends?
Even though she is the 9th princess anyway, they don’t know that there is no meaning, so it’s no big deal.
“No matter how you think about it, you’re doing it on purpose. How come more arrows go through the ass of a man than through the floor or into a tree? What do you do when you apply a potion? There are holes in my clothes!”
He doesn’t seem that bad of a person.
Feia looked at Adelian with eyes the same dark sapphire color as her own hair.
Although not strong enough to be registered as a trait, a sixth sense is often felt.
According to that, obviously the author wasn’t such an evil person.
‘rather… … .’
escort knights following him,
Those two are the problem.
Is it your own weak, feeble, sixth sense or something else?
Not strong enough to definitively jump out with its traits, it continued to claw at those two escort knights.
‘One is too cold.’
Another one is just too horrible.
The one with the ugliest appearance had heartlessness in his eyes to the extent that his face was colorless.
Coldness with no expectations or trust in others.
And the other… … .
‘scared.’
Can’t everyone feel it? Is Feia the only one feeling it right now? The primal fear wriggling beneath the human skin.
The moment I lift a seemingly peaceful layer, it seems to swallow me.
‘But how do I take him as an escort?’
So I was curious.
However, there was no way that Peia, who was shy, would approach him first.
‘It’s just about watching.’
“there! Sir Adelian, can you stop?”
“I haven’t been knighted yet?”
“profit! You do that to save face, I know?”
Feia looked at Sabrina, who was roaring on her horse, with a little surprise.
It was the first time since childhood that an old friend of his had annoyed him so much.
“I’ll just give you the first prize, so get out of the woods!”
“No, do you discriminate against people? Are you saying you’re going to ostracize me right now in a place where we gather to hang out? Miss Sabrina, I haven’t seen you like that, but you’re a scary person.”
“Profit!”
“Puh… … .”
Somehow, I laugh at the sight of Adelian and Sabrina hugging each other.
“I’ll catch just one last one, then.”
phut!
Feia covered her mouth and smiled, but at that moment, an arrow grazed Feia’s nape and flew away, boiling several strands of hair.
“Ah, ah!”
Then, looking back, one of the escorts Adelian brought had snatched an arrow that was almost stuck in the center of the forehead of the girl with sand-colored hair.
Feia grabbed her somewhat chilled neck.
* * *
An extremely decent position as the third daughter of a viscount.
It doesn’t have a very angular corner, but it doesn’t have anything to boast about.
An extremely ordinary girl whose only concern was her blond, but frizzy, sand-colored hair.
Classes at the academy, which she entered at the torch of her parents, were boring and lacking motivation, so she did not live in the dormitory, so after the academy ended, her pleasure was walking around the capital’s bakeries with friends or attending occasional social gatherings.
Such an ordinary day today.
Miss Sabrina of the Countess changed it to a hunting party instead of a tea party, a social gathering with just that much happening.
But now.
What is that in my eyes?
Did you say that everything seems slow right before death?
That arrow that flew straight into his face.
‘Die?’
I’m sure I have to duck or dodge, but it doesn’t move as if it’s frozen.
fear of death.
The spirit that is lost in the arrow that flew right in front of the face.
Right before it gets stuck in the forehead!
Is it because of extreme fear?
The girl trembled, crouched down, and began to vomit.
The pain of twisting the knuckles, the pain of squeezing the intestines.
“aaa… … .”
and tangled memories.
It was not the luxury she enjoyed as the third daughter of a viscount.
Memories of living by picking up and eating food that others threw away are intertwined with memories of ordering all the breads and eating only one bite at a time in order to try each taste.
“ah. Ah ah ah!”
wow! waeg!
Silence with no screams or whispers except for the sound of vomiting.
“why… help… Help me… … .”
scared scared scared scared scared scared scared scared scared scared scared scared
What are these memories?
Memories are messed up. Caught stealing a piece of bread and running away, kicked in the stomach enough to vomit blood, trampled on the head, ridiculed, and poured the dregs over the body.
Holding a hungry stomach like that, he hid in an alley, was dragged away, and took a strange medicine.
no, i am Drinking apple jam and juice with soft bread this morning.
daughter of a viscount. lineage of nobility.
that’s me… I am. My name is.
“My name is… I can’t think… … .”
Shaka… this is not my name That’s the dirty b*tch’s name, but why why?
He convulsed on the floor in pain that ran through his whole body. The sand-colored hair that had been swaying in front of her eyes had turned to a faded chestnut brown.
* * *
I swear to you, I never deliberately targeted people for their butts.
It’s a thousand times better to get stuck on the ground or the trunk of a tree than to get hit in a serious place other than the fleshy buttocks by mistake.
‘The best thing is to get points by guessing rabbits or something.’
tower!
“Ouch!”
“ah. sorry?”
I obviously shot where there are no people, but why? why?
I gave the potion to the man who was about to breathe fire from his eyes.
“No matter how you look at it, it’s real… … .”
“It’s true that I can’t.”
Behind them, Zero and Kane whisper. Even to Zero, this doesn’t make sense, does it?
You too man, you will understand when you come into this body and pull the string with this arm. I’m sure this will fly well, but it doesn’t?
Still, thanks to my shoveling and receiving people’s glares to the limit, I will have less doubts about what I will do in the future.
Although there may be people who want to catch the pod later.
‘It won’t matter anyway.’
I slowly turned my head to find my target, and as I rode the horse, someone drove a horse crowned with flowers this way.
“there! Sir Adelian, can you stop?”
What about Sir Adelian? It’s a tacit position. Being the son of a grand duke, he belongs to the high axis, but in fact, he never received a title.
I replied with a smirk at Sabrina’s words.
“I haven’t been knighted yet?”
“profit! You do that to save face, I know?”
Come to think of it, Sabrina’s head is a drill head that is often called the head of a villainous young lady. It’s amazing.
“I’ll just give you the first prize, so get out of the woods!”
“No, do you discriminate against people? Are you saying you’re going to ostracize me right now in a place where we gather to hang out? I haven’t seen Miss Sabrina like that, but she’s a scary person.”
As if I was really hurt, I put one hand on my chest and lower my head, and Sabrina shakes herself.
Oh, he’s a kid whose reaction to bullying is fun.
“Profit!”
However, if I tease him more, I think I will become a really bad adult.
Just like the puppet of the evil denomination. Shaka dismounts and leans against the trunk of a tree.
“I’ll catch just one last one, then.”
I put a little force on the word last.
A pre-divided signal with Kane.
As it was, he quickly aimed an arrow at the string and shot it toward Shaka, and the arrow flew toward Shaka’s forehead as Kane guided him to Mana.
And that moment when Shaka’s eyes saw the flying arrow and was terrified.
The moment he felt death, Kane moved quickly and caught the arrow before it pierced Shaka’s head.
“Muh, what!”
All of this was done in the blink of an eye, and the moment when the escort and other children who followed the children belatedly tried to protest against me.
“Woo-wook!”
Vomiting up all the food she ate, the daughter of the viscount. No, Shaka, the puppet of the Evil Gods, started convulsing.
The more the body twists, the more the appearance changes little by little, and the children who jumped in a hurry dance and step back one step at a time.
“Everybody, don’t come any closer. Something is strange.”
Kane you man. Are you bad at acting?
Or maybe I’m just messing around with that guy’s personality.
Even while Kane was rowing the air as if to step back with a touch that seemed to be bothersome, his sand-colored blond hair gradually turned into a different color, and his fair skin, which had no scars, became rough.
Her arms, which were moderately well-groomed, suddenly became thinner, and her fingernails, which had been smooth with care, began to split and lift upwards.
“no. no. This is not me.”
Shaka screamed as he watched his body and hands gradually change, and the other children turned pale as if they had been covered with cold water as one person twisted back into another shape right in front of them.
“this… what?”
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“Apparently the viscount… Wasn’t it him?”
“Is it transformation magic or something?”
“Sure! Is there anything else besides that, of course?”
The children gradually whispered and trembled at their fingertips. As if it was okay if they simply used a magic to change their appearance and infiltrated in secret, as if it didn’t matter.
Then, the girl who had been hanging out with Shaka for a while, talking about the bakery and whispering in each other’s ears, shuddered.
“but… but. You said a secret that only I knew until now!”
“Me too! He knew all the stories that only we knew!”
Wow.
Suddenly, screams erupted from among the girls.
The fear that the friend who had been laughing and talking until just now was actually a complete stranger.
The fear that my beliefs and friendships were from someone else entirely.
“Where, where are you going! Not dangerous. I’ll check!”
As if a ghost had come out in the middle of the day, holding up her skirt and running away on a horse in a hurry, Sabrina tried to organize the situation, but could it be possible.
“what. I thought it was going to be a big deal again. Did you find someone sneaking in?”
“no! I, I am the daughter of a viscount!”
When I said it with a smile, Shaka, who was panting on the floor, shouted. At that, I backed away with a feeling of oops, scared, and nodded to Sabrina’s escorts.
“An intruder whose identity has not been identified. Won’t you take me?”
“That, yes. Take it and check it out. And Adelian you. We’ll talk about this later, we.”
At my words, Sabrina and her escort drag the struggling Shaka away.
They might call me in as a witness once they figure out what’s going on, but I’ll be fine for now.
Rumors about the doppelganger potion will begin to spread little by little due to this incident and the last Guardia incident, and the method of solving the potion will also begin to spread by guessing.
‘Because I didn’t know this in the past.’
It wasn’t until the latter half of the war when the high-ranking royal family changed and that someone dared to inflict fear or pain on the verge of death to the royal family, so how many things were twisted and information leaked out because of that.
‘But this time it’s different.’
Now you should be able to reduce the damage you take from the doppelganger potion, even just a little bit.
I slowly grabbed Thomas by the reins and turned the horse to head back when Princess Feia rode up to me on her white horse.
“The princess has to die too. All my friends are gone.”
Princess Feia hesitantly opened her mouth at my words with a smile.
“you… Is that on purpose?”