Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

25. In the Noston Country

That, just a little later, the Royal College of Aristocracy of the Noston Nation.

Charlotte was sitting in the most luxurious chair in the Student Council Room at the southern end of a three-story school building.

Until a few months ago, Prince Asberto sat in his seat.

And he was outraged, even though he got the chair of the president of students at the Royal College of Aristocracy, which he even dreamed of.

(I haven’t heard this story!!

(Claire, you took His Highness Asberto from your sister and I was supposed to fit in that position……!

Here’s the scenario Charlotte had in mind.

Put bad rumors about Claire in my ears disguised as coincidences to Asberto and his neighbors.

Of course, nobody believed it at first, but it was easy since Charlotte woke up the white magic.

All you have to do is lurk magic in the words you speak.

Unknowingly planted distrust of Claire gradually blossoms.

The most beautiful flowering day was supposed to be Asberto’s graduation party.

But it didn’t.

The special suite visited the day before and after dinner is a mushroom.

The room, which was just cleaned up without clouding the bird trail that stood, was neatly beautiful and hatefully claire.

Charlotte thought she was’ hit ‘as she cried and imitated wanting to see her sister in front of the surrounding people.

Charlotte remembers the first time she met Claire as a child.

Milk tee soft hair color with long eyelashes, exhilarating cheeks. The light blue dress with plenty of fine lace suited me well.

The pinned stretched spine and the elegant smile also made young Charlotte feel the difference in identity, and I thought there was a real princess here, not a joke.

Sadly, Charlotte’s life until then, born as a concubine’s son and living in a town far from the King’s Capital, was never easy.

It was only a few years ago that I realized that my father Benjamin had assisted me with enough alimony, but had forced me to live a tough life because of my mother’s wasting habits.

It didn’t take long until Charlotte, who knows nothing, grew up with nothing and became disgusted with Claire, who was beautiful, innocent and gentle.

(When I was little, my father and brothers adored me, but only my aunt didn’t want me to come near them. It is!)

(Even at the Tea Party, Gucci Gucci and I talked about making, speaking, and choosing topics for conversation. Shame on me. What’s so much fun!

(I have everything, but on top of that, my fiancée is a prince…! unforgivable)

Charlotte has hidden it with a loving smile, but the strength of her upward orientation was the anomaly itself.

Furthermore, the more everyone dont pull once they knew inside their mind, the more plainly they said, the worse their personality was.

“What is it, this pile of paperwork? I didn’t sit in this chair to play politics!

In the student council room where no one is, Charlotte screams in front of an unsettled document loaded high.

On Charlotte’s plans, after taking the seat of the finest room and next student chairman in the dormitory with her fiancée from Claire, she was supposed to leave all the trouble to Claire.

He was supposed to live on behalf of Claire, bathed only in envy from other noble sons.

… but.

Asberto, who graduated from the Royal College of Aristocracy, is too busy to meet and has no chance to show off to his friends.

The student council job I was supposed to push was Claire’s disappearance, so I got the wings to do it myself.

Finally, you can scatter all the rooms you got by kicking Claire out. The flowers planted on the wide terrace had withered away.

“Dear Charlotte, what’s wrong?

John, the vice chairman who heard his voice, and Caroline, the secretary, enter the student council room with a strange look.

Charlotte tightened her collapsed face tightly to create a flashy look.

“It’s nothing. … this document is difficult.”

Lower your eyebrows and shake your head gently, John says in a panic.

“Continuing the other day, don’t you look pale? I’ll clean up that stuff. Miss Caroline, give Miss Charlotte some warm tea.”

“Dear Charlotte, are you okay? Get some rest on this couch. I’ll bring you some tea soon.”

I just made it a little weaker and at this rate.

(How challenging. We don’t need intelligent conversations or sophisticated tricks)

Charlotte smiled wildly as she took to the couch, alternating between John cleaning up the paperwork and Caroline’s back as she went to brew tea.

“Speaking of which, even a few days ago, you said Charlotte had a headache.”

Caroline returns from brewing tea, asks Charlotte.

“Yep. I’m so sorry I’m late for my student council job…”

Charlotte finally lost her job, not just today, but yesterday and yesterday.

But it was true that a few days ago I felt uncomfortable with my body.

Caroline continues with a heartfelt look at Charlotte.

“My father told me there were signs of the biggest magic tornado in history near the King’s Capital in the Paft Nation. Charlotte may have felt it.”

When I heard that, John also joined the conversation, taking his eyes off the documents on the desk.

“My father also contacted me. If it occurs, the damage will extend to the Noston State as well. Apparently, the Royal Castle, which perceived the omen, was a fuss…. Miss Charlotte, I wonder what measures His Majesty the King and His Highness Asbert intended to take”

Two staring straight at Charlotte. In its eyes, you can see the esteem and longing for the future queen.

……

But Charlotte wasn’t even informed that there was such a commotion.

You can say the right thing to do, but the two fathers are ministers.

Charlotte, who later decides she will have trouble even if it becomes a hassle, chooses an operation to appeal to the favor from Asberto.

“That’s… I haven’t had a letter or gift from Asberto, who’s always been here the last few days. I thought you were busy, and that’s what happened.”

“Don’t look at me like that. With Charlotte here, Your Highness can do everything in her power.”

John and Caroline wholeheartedly affirmed Charlotte with a smile that seemed lonely.

… In fact, I’ve hardly ever received a letter from Asbert to Charlotte.

“Nevertheless, I’m really glad the tornado only had to be heralded”

Caroline and John continue their conversation about the Tornado in the Paft Country.

“Oh. According to my father, a purification was carried out in the Pfeite country just before the Magic Tornado occurred,”

“Wonderful. I’m sure there’s a Martino-like prestige in the Puffito Country.”

Caroline turns her praiseworthy eyes to Charlotte.

“… purification”

Charlotte was surprised.

Purification, which is high-altitude magic, is difficult when used in space, even by Charlotte.

Ever since she was baptized, she was so sure that she had been learned not to like witchcraft.

to the fact that there is no such thing as a magician who can release towards the sky and purify the air as a whole.

(If I could do that…)

Behind Charlotte’s brain, the presence of a half-sister and a single letter comes to mind.

(… but that should have been replaced by Brother Leo)

Charlotte also forgot to fix her smile and sipped some tea.