Chapter 208 – Stella’s Point of View) a Civil War Between Sisters?

For the first time as a hypnotic saint, the main story unfolds from the heroine’s point of view!
If used well, it can often be written like this!
Existing side stories proceeded from the past point of view to the point of view of another character,
This episode tells the story from Stella’s point of view!

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Beat, beat, beat.
Bubbly.
Beat, beat, beat.

Mercy follows from afar, me, Camus, and my sister.
The three of us are walking like this.

“I will escort you!”

“What are you saying?
A lady must be escorted by a gentleman.”

“I can’t give my sister’s hand to a pervert like you!”

“No.
You can’t miss the flowers in both hands.
It’s a man’s dream.”

Camu smirkingly holds my hand with her left hand and guides her sister with her right hand.

“Are you okay?”

Took.

The older sister carefully places her own hand on the palm of her hand that Kamyu held out to her.

“… Yes.”

Her sister’s eyes widen for a moment, but she is soon relieved.
Amazing
Unni, even though she has a phobia of men, is that person okay?
It’s really fortunate, and it’s really uncomfortable.

“Byeontae, walk slowly.”

Beat, beat, beat.
Bubbly.
Beat, beat, beat.

Take a leisurely walk
Because it matches her sister’s pace.

“Iron Mask Ball.”

“Yes.”

Sister opens her mouth.

“Once, thanks to you, I went to Silcan Valley to play.”

“Is it because of me?”

“Yes.”

I add a comment for him who tilts his head.

“We went there to play after the Battle of Silcan Valley and the Peace of Belzeburg.
Because it’s an amusement park there.”

“Aha, so that’s how it was.
Haha, I set it up as a peace zone in the agreement.
But you must have been in good health at the time?”

“No.
At that time, our Stella opened the dimensional door for me, and I went there for a while.”

“Aha.”

Beat, beat, beat.
Bubbly.
Beat, beat, beat.

“Didn’t you see us then?”

“Yes?”

Kamu, he’s been turning his back on me since earlier for an answer.
My sister’s eyes continued to meet, and she only showed me the back of her head in a mean way.

“The use of magicians in amusement parks was prohibited in principle.
So she went to the guard post to get permission…”

“That’s when you showed up!
We were surprised too!
A corps commander-level suddenly appears at the amusement park!”

“Ah, back then with Rumika… Big!
Anyway, I saw you then
It seems like I can’t remember.
… Come to think of it, I think I saw two cute little pink-haired kids.
I think they were given an escort because they were so young.
You didn’t even know you were a princess, and you gave me two soldiers, didn’t you?”

“Okay!
Do you remember very well?”

“Because it is unusual.”

Only now do we meet eyes
Joy.

“I was very surprised at the time.
The concept of a peace zone.
The images of each tribe peacefully playing in such a tourist attraction.”

The older sister calmly embraced his gaze again.

“It was like that all the time until the War of Defense of the Fatherland broke out.
I just put it back to normal for a while.
By force.”

“No.
It hasn’t gone back to normal.”

“Sure?”

Came out
Her older sister’s way of speaking, which arouses curiosity and draws attention without being in a hurry.
I can’t possibly imitate it.

“It’s a step forward.”

“… Aren’t you regressing?”

Even Kamyu can’t help this.
He turns his back on me again.
… Like Julien of old.

“It is advanced.
Regression was created by war, not by Lord Camus.
Prince Kamyu made a step forward in the relationship between the two countries and each race that had retreated due to war.”

“It was suppressed by force.”

“Can’t we just do that?”

My sister’s very radical words.
I take a quick look around.
The enemy the iron mask corps commander defeated was our Amitie army.
If anyone hears it, it’s easy to be criticized.

“When you run out of strength, you always regress.
Just like this situation.”

“Even if it is accomplished with love, when love is gone, it will regress,
Even if you achieve it with money, you will regress when you run out of money.
Can’t you do it by force?
It’s not that Lord Kamu committed the massacre,
Was it just negotiating with tens of thousands of prisoners?
In the end, many prisoners returned safely.
That’s why an anti-war atmosphere was formed inside Amitie.”

Seruk.

Little by little, the hand that held my hand loosened up.
It’s because I’m too engrossed in the conversation between the two.

“Because negotiations without sustainability are futile.
I won, but I didn’t know how to keep it even after setting up a peace zone.
At most, I couldn’t even go a few years.”

“How many years have you been there?
You are the only one who has created such a peaceful scene lately, Lord Kamyu.”

“It would be nice if we could find a way to make it last longer.”

Squeak.

Soon, his grip on mine is completely released.
Like Julien, who asked her sister to dance, not me.
Am I being pushed back to second place?

Okay.
My sister is sick
Because her sister needs him.
Because her sister is great.

… Huh?
So?
So what?
Do I always have to live by only looking at the back of the guy I have a crush on?
Me too, can’t I make eye contact at least once?

Softly…
Kwak.

I squeeze his hand and say.

“Education.”

“Huh?”

Slap.

He and my sister looking back at me.
They both stop and look back at me.
So I say it again

“Education.
Because humans have a shorter lifespan than demons.
As the generation change is fast, education will be effective.
Since a lot of men die in demons, wouldn’t it be possible to apply it similarly?
If the war is over.”

“Is teaching enough?”

“You need an idea to back it up.
Religious doctrines, endorsements and interests of celebrities and politicians.
Something like that.”

“Doctrine…
Black sun and white sun.
Because it’s different but similar.
I should read the scriptures some more.
That’s a good idea, little princess.”

“!”

Snug.

He briefly untied his sister’s hand and stroked my hair.
I was surprised, but I took his hand and gently offered my head.

“What?
Aren’t you avoiding it?”

“Poem, noisy!”

While she blushes, her older sister comes in.

“That’s a good idea.
Your brother is right.
Whether it’s power or money, once you start, maintenance will require training.
Interests too.
You showed a vision.
The scenery I saw at Silkan Valley Amusement Park in Peace Zone was very impressive.
In fact, the words of marriage of convenience you said also gave me strength.”

That word
I wanted to.
Her older sister keeps saying jogon jogon.

“From the previous battle to the Battle of Belzeburg, the peace treaty, and the operation of the Silkan Valley amusement park.
You have marked a milestone in the progress of relations between the two countries.
If it were you, it would not be a vain delusion to bring peace through marriage.”

“Thank you for trusting me.”

Tight.
Snug.

“!”

He held my hand and continued to stroke my hair while only turning his head to look at her sister.
… He didn’t turn his back on me.

“Cough, Cough!”

“Oh! Princess!!”

“Sister!!”

Mercy rushed over and brought her sister’s wheelchair.
I sit her sister down and put a warm blanket over her lap and body.

“It felt good, but I’m sorry.
See you next time.”

“An interesting story, I will tell you again.”

“Bye.
Stellar.
Shall we go together?”

Normally, I would have immediately followed her sister.

“Uh? Ah…
I-I want to go in for a while.
Go in first and rest, sister.”

But not today.

“… Okay.
Have a good time.
Camu Ball.
My Stella, please take good care of me.”

My sister’s eyes staring at me.
Got caught
My heart.
My sister smiles softly and passes by me.

“Don’t worry.
I will serve you.”

Leaving Kamyu’s polite greeting behind, the older sister disappears with Mercy.
The profile of him staring endlessly at the back of his disappearing sister.

“What do you think?”

“I just wanted the sickly princess to be happy.”

“Did you look unhappy now?”

“Ok?
Oh no.
It wasn’t like that.”

“Then you know what to do now.”

“?”

Stay by my sister’s side, you stupid idiot.
Love her sister, hug her sister.
Enough to forget all the painful memories.

I wanted to say this.
I pondered whether or not to spit out her words that had reached her throat.

“Little princess?”

No.
Not yet.
I’m sorry, sister.
I’ll tell you first.

“I have one more question.”

“What?”

I look at him without ever letting go of the hand he was holding.
Because of the height difference, I can’t help but look up.

“If it’s an arranged marriage.”

“With who?”

“With me.”

“Huh. However?”

Whoop.
I breathe in lightly without being noticed.

“What if.
It’s an arranged marriage, so I can’t love you at all.
I decided to marry you and the show window without affection.”

“Oh, I hate it.”

Flatly rejected.

“Listen first!”

“Ah, yes yes.
Please tell me.”

He with a troubled expression.
But he keeps looking into my eyes and listening.

“If I’m so awkward, can you love me?”

“No, of course.
Love, ‘do it’, don’t say this shit, you should also try something.”

“What the fuck?!
Did you just say this shit?!”

I’m still the queen!!
Didn’t you do too much for the subject of the Demon King’s Army?

“Then you say that forcing one-sided love is shit.
What do you say?
I’m sick of unrequited love now.
I decided not to do it again.”

Kamyu looks at the ground with a melancholy expression.
Oh right.
He had that happen recently.

“Didn’t I tell you that I don’t hypnotize you?
Do you know why?
It’s because I don’t like unrequited love.
I need three things to love, do you know what I need?”

What’s the sudden quiz?
Hmm. What is it?

“Well.
A cause, permission from elders in the royal family, support from the people?”

“… Reason, emotion, trust.
It’s these 3 things.
Certainly, a princess is a princess.
The standards are completely different.”

“I see.
But why is that story suddenly appearing?”

Bubbly.
Beat, beat, beat.

“Hypnotism gains emotion and destroys trust.
So, let’s fall in love
I’m paying the price now.
I mean
I am dating a woman because I want to be loved.
When you love, it is natural to want to be loved by the other person.
So don’t hypnotize me.
If you hypnotize it, it becomes unrequited love.”

I see
This demon is so… You are serious.
As long as you don’t meet anyone, you seriously think about an arranged marriage starting with a personal relationship.
He’s a serious man
… Joy.
On the subject of pushing other women’s panties.

“So either you or the sick princess.
If you’re going to get married for convenience, be prepared to love me properly.
I won’t tell you to ‘pretend’ to love me.
Sincerely try
I will too.”

“Do you know that love can be achieved through hard work?
It’s not like martial arts training or studying.
It’s an emotion.”

“It’s not about doing it as a result.
It’s about looking at the other person properly.
See both the good and the bad.
Without prejudice.
Don’t filter it out just because you have horns, because you have a different religion, or because you have a different family level.
You just have to look at the personality itself.”

“What if you don’t like it?”

He grabs my hand

“I’ll have to think about it then.”

“Really mine.
You know that arranged marriages are harder to divorce, right?”

“Know.
It’s a matter of interest.”

How can I give it up
Everyone around me is entangled, so I won’t let it go.
Okay.
What kind of trust and innocence can there be in a marriage that was built on the premise of profit from the beginning?

“Hey, Mr. Pervert.
So what if I get married and it doesn’t fit?”

“I will cry.”

It’s ridiculous.

“What are you talking about!
I did that to the saintess and vice-captain, but it didn’t work!”

“You’re upset, but are you not crying?”

Having such trivial conversations, we walk together.
A trivial story that really doesn’t fit the status or the situation.
We laughed at nonsense and walked hand in hand like that.