Chapter 67 – Mental Change #02

I don’t know why these days, but Princess Agnes’ expression is very bright. It’s clear that something special has happened.

This was the conclusion that Princess Marianne felt after watching Agnes for the past few days.

“..? It looks the same as usual to me, but isn’t sister misunderstanding?”

Hearing her own words, and at the reaction of her sister Ogier, who stared at Agnes from her moment away, Marianne let out a sigh of relief.

Yes, Agnes, who is severely scolding the student council member for making a big mistake, was the same as usual, even to herself. In that clear tone of voice, as if to prove that he is an imperial member of the empire, he oozes a sense of nobility that even he can feel.

But Marianne shook her head as if denying her own sister’s words.

“You idiot, haven’t you seen Agnes suddenly smile while working? Agnes, who only had friends like us, is often away.”
“What is this, aren’t you staying up all night reading a new novel again? Saying that makes it seem like Princess Agnes is definitely in love.”

Love. At her brother’s casually thrown words, Marianne nodded her head in her own way.

The adjective of a flower blooming on a cliff was always appropriate for Agnes, who always ate alone, away from her own followers. Marianne herself could not sympathize with her attitude to life, but she could understand because she knew Agnes.

Agnes, who was barely able to cross the threshold of genius by the side of the crown prince, a genius among geniuses that even Marianne herself could acknowledge, has proven herself to be a person worthy of the position of princess of the empire with her painstaking efforts that everyone can understand since her first year. .

But is it such a reaction? Agnes was reluctant to associate deeply with anyone. Everyone felt her human charm when she sometimes flirted and sometimes showed her cute side, but she herself seemed to regard it as a flaw that shouldn’t exist.

“Lately, she’s become more tolerant of herself and the mistakes of others, even hearing that she was late for breakfast the other day, and I think… I have someone I like. Are you sure.”
“Eolssi, my sister, who prefers war stories of mercenaries from other countries to love stories of young ladies, speaks so sweetly.”

Awesome!

Even if they were siblings, the price of laughing at the giant slayer face-to-face was too harsh.

When Princess Marianne’s emotion-laden punch landed on her side, Prince Ozier, who could rip an ogre to death with her bare hands, got a fracture that required a week-long recuperation treatment.

“Oh no… Are you going to beat her real brother to death?”
“Noisy, a guy who can’t stand this much and whines doesn’t deserve to be called a man.”

When Ojier touched his side, feeling her excruciating pain, he suddenly felt sorry for his future brother-in-law, who should be recognized as her man by her sister, even if it was through her arranged marriage.

“In the first place, what kind of guy with a swollen liver would attack Princess Agnes without even knowing the subject? Last year, Rigardo Wissen was openly courted and kicked so ugly.”

Of course, the fact that he once had a crush on Agnes and secretly confessed to him and then dumped him was a dark history that would take the rest of Ogier de L’Ectour’s life.

“Well, Agnes is more of a romantic than it seems, so maybe she prefers a stupid guy who doesn’t think about trivial things like social status or difference.”
“..Have you heard any stories, sister?”
“Stupid bastard, that’s what you say. If I knew, would I be doing this to you?”

Marianne grinned at Ogier, who grumbled at her stupidity her, and for some reason, she remembered another guy who called herself sister.

The stupid guy who foolishly offered to fight this guy, won for real, and publicly knocked out the man who bullied her.

‘Yeah, it would be impossible if it wasn’t for that stupid, confident guy.’

Tomorrow, Marianne thought, we’d have to force her to take her to lunch and scoop Agnes. Even though she was the same age as her sister her, if Agnes, who was like her sister her, met a strange man, she felt a sense of duty to stop her from beating her up.

And three days later, Artin Ludwig knocked out Rigardo Wissen.

**

The day after Artin Ludwig knocked out Rigardo Wissen.

“Thank you for answering my call, Marianne, Ozzy.”

Prince Richard, who was quietly looking at his family picture of him on his desk, looked at the two and opened his mouth.

“No, it’s not that common for you to find one, so I came here.”
“I had nothing to do, so what… “

Looking at the prince smiling and laughing, the two felt uncomfortable.

It was Richard Ermengart, who always showed a relaxed look and enjoyed the five years of the academy as if he were enjoying it, but he could hardly find a smile in his eyes looking at them now.

“I called the two of them because I wanted to talk to them about yesterday’s… Yes, trivial friction and outrageous rumors.”
“..Consultation? With Rigardo Wissen? Or the youngster who is said to be Agnes’ fiancée?”

Ojier wondered if it could be said that the face of the duke of the kingdom was trivial, but in the end, the story of her being the fiancé of Princess Agnes, her first love, was more nerve-wracking than the story of the invasion of the academy by the ganja of the demon king’s army. Was

As if answering Osier’s question, Prince Richard held out a document so that Osier and Marianne could see it.

“Rigar also said that Wissen was resigning from the student council.”
“What? Is that Wissen? Wasn’t she confident that she would beat you to become student president this year?”

Ojie was surprised by the prince’s words, but Marianne smiled bitterly at her. Hearing her story of artin, she visited the student council late yesterday, and she could hear that senior Wissen even used the expression that she was her uncle her toward Agnes, and that she criticized Artin.

I’m sure Richard heard that too. The reason Rigardo Wissen was able to save his life and be admitted to the hospital ward was probably because of his position as his as the heir to the ducal family and Richard’s consideration for them, the royal family of the kingdom.

“I felt a lot of limitations myself, and I guess I was busy preparing for graduation because of this injury, it was inevitable. Is it not?”
“Hmm… Certainly, he’s not brazen enough to carry his face shamelessly after being beaten by a first year student. I was a jerk, but I mean.”
“Then, you called us about Artin Ludwig?”

When Marianne directly mentioned Artine, the prince raised her eyebrows and regained her composure while drinking the black tea placed in front of her. He felt no disrespect. I’ve known that kind of person since childhood.

“Right, I’m also grateful for being so angry for our Agnes, but… After all, you can’t help but worry about your fiancé, right?”
“Ha, do you believe in such a rumor that even the Crown Prince of the Empire has a small liver? How can a baron’s kid who has been in trouble for the past month can date Agnes?”

When Ogier denied Richard’s words by drawing a line between her and Marianne, Marianne again held back her hand that almost came out of her fist her. No matter how far she comes, if both of her ribs her are broken, her real life her will be inconvenient.

“Ojie, did you know that Artin Ludwig was involved in the invasion of the academy by Ganja of the Demon King’s army this time?”
“Ah? That’s what I heard directly from my sister. He said he signed a contract with a unicorn and defeated it? He seems to have a bit of a knack, but how embarrassing it must be to have the whole school find out that he is a virgin.”
“Did you know that Wissen-senpai took issue with Artin Ludwig for violating the rules of her dormitory and the demon-related crisis guidelines distributed by the student council?”
“Ah, isn’t that ridiculous nonsense? I know that’s why my sister also stepped in to stop it.”
“It was Agnes who asked me to stop it.”

As the giggle of her momentary giggling disappeared from her face her, Marianne let out a deep sigh. Now I have a better idea of ​​the situation.

“…Agnes asked me a favor not too long ago. Please stop the violence against Artin Ludwig.”

Let’s recall the face of Agnes, who tried to persuade him by using aegyo that he had never shown since puberty, in order to ask himself a favor. It seemed that his composure was about to collapse.

If he said that his precious little sister his, Agnes, was dating. As much as she was the contractor for the unicorn, she was willing to tolerate it. She thought that the nobility and purity recognized by the unicorn could be trusted. But an engagement?

“Agnes… Has a lot of cute sides. She is aware of her position as a princess and works hard, and I think there are many things that I, as her crown prince her, can emulate.”

It was shocking that Agnes made her betrothed without even telling herself, let alone the consent of her father her, His Majesty the Emperor. Could it be that the romance novels you always secretly read were the problem?

“Have you ever heard of the two of them? The stories I heard from Agnes, the rumors about Artin… “

When the prince regained her composure and asked, Ojier shrugged her shoulders. It was because the prince of the kingdom had no interest in others, much less he had a very close relationship with Agnes.

However, at that moment, many thoughts crossed Marianne’s mind. Artin Ludwig. A red-haired handsome boy who somehow felt friendly. And the conversation I had with Agnes a few days ago during lunch.

– “My ideal type… For me, a man who works hard is cool. Such a kind, kind-hearted man. He looks stupid, but he’s the kind of guy you can trust when it matters.” –

At that time, I wondered if I had read a novel with such a male lead in my ideal type, which was strangely specific, but that story was probably something I experienced myself.

“Agnes… Yes, seems to like it a lot. Artin, that little guy.”
“What?! Really? Did you know, sister?!”
“It’s noisy, because I was talking too long.”

Marianne, who twisted her brother’s thighs, chewed on the unanswered question.

‘When the hell did I fall in love and even get engaged?’

Now, it’s been a month since the new semester started, and Artin Ludwig had n’t been training with Xiao Mei the whole of his suspension? In addition, when Agnes went to meet Artin for the first time by order of the crown prince, Agnes also did not seem to know Artin.

As much as he, who was closest to the student council, did not know, the crown prince seemed to be worrying about something that came to his mind.

“This is a personal request. I want you to judge for yourself what kind of man Artin Ludwig is. I told Agnes that I wanted to meet him in person, but… ”

Of course, Agnes would have stopped it. Marianne nodded her head on behalf of her biological sister her, who had lost her mind at the news of her first love’s engagement, which she thought she had kept well hidden.

“Okay, I’ll meet Artin once. If I talk to Agnes well, I think we can make a formal arrangement.”
“Thank you, Marianne. That I owe a great debt.”

…Of course, it wasn’t just to fulfill the crown prince’s request. Artin, whom he met that day, was a man he liked quite a lot, and he felt strangely friendly, so he made him his younger brother his, but dating the real Agnes is another matter.

‘There..Something doesn’t feel right.’

For some reason, Marianne left the student council with a strangely heavy feeling in her heart.

**

How am I supposed to talk to Agnes? Marianne, who had always acted according to her thoughts of her, was troubled unsuitably. Should she also say that she wants to meet casually while eating dessert?

She herself was Artin and let go of her words her, so she would n’t be as awkward as I thought. She made that decision and although it was Marianne who tried to move after a few days.

“Oh, I just found it, and it’s great Marianne!”

At Agnes’s reaction her, who held her own hands, Marianne put on her puzzled expression her.

“You found me? What brings you here?”
“It’s nothing else, I need someone to help Artine train, and I thought Princess Marianne was the perfect fit! Can you help?”

Now, are you openly helping yourself without thinking about hiding it? When she thought of Agnes’ request, Marianne couldn’t help but laugh.

“What, do you have the basics to receive my training? You know it’s impossible to be moderately strong, right?”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure Marianne has enough grit to satisfy. Can I bet?”

At that, Marianne thought it was okay. She beat the knights of the empire, so she has her basics, but she herself boasted that the person who will follow her overflowing power is counted among her hands her, and she said that the level of Artin she saw last time was higher than that of a wizard. Because it was a better level.

“You won’t be able to keep up even if you spend a little bit of mana… What’s good. If it’s Agnes’s request, you’ll have to do it.”

However, I couldn’t miss the best opportunity to evaluate a guy named Artin Ludwig. If he follows his training his well, he can be considered a man whose grit and talent can at least be recognized.

And the next day, Marianne couldn’t help but stick her tongue out when she saw Artine fighting in the cafe that was her meeting place her.

‘Even after beating Wissen a few days ago, they fight in public again?’

Wouldn’t the rumor that he was really a red maniac be true? With that thought in mind, Marianne watched the fight from a distance. At first, she was going to stop her because she thought of Agnes’ reputation of her, but Artine fighting her sword with her bare hands was quite interesting.

‘Ho, isn’t your martial arts posture pretty good? Even breathing and steps are stable.’

The martial arts of the Kingdom are evaluated as ignorant compared to the martial arts of the Empire or the Republic of Korea, but if you look inside them, you can see them as thoroughly basic martial arts in preparation for bare-handed combat.

3rd and 4th year warriors who pride themselves on having learned some martial arts always have a sloppy appearance somewhere, but Marianne definitely liked Artine’s pose now.

‘Yeah, I put distance there, and weight and rotation are enough when needed. Yeah, like that!’

As if she were looking at the pupil she had raised, Marianne began to support Artine without even realizing it. As Artine finally succeeded in her muscle buster, Marianne realized that she was grinning broadly.

“I don’t know who trained them, but they really taught me well!”

At that level, it would be good to look forward to training. When I thought that Agnes might have more manly eyes than I thought, I felt a sudden sense of bitterness as well as joy.

‘…Hmm? What? Something’s bothering me.’

She hesitated at the feeling that passed her, but then Marianne strode her way towards Artine. Basically, for Marianne, who has her grandiose appearance her, feelings for a moment are fleeting.

“You fought well, Artin! Just like the last time you fought a female knight, aren’t you more talented in martial arts and swordsmanship than magic!”
“Ah, are you here, sister?”

As she approached and put her arm around her shoulder her, Marianne patted her on the shoulder with a pleasant smile, not knowing herself, when she saw the guy with a bright smile on her cute face, as if asking where her fighting spirit of had gone.

Strangely, the more you look at him, the more friendly he becomes, is it because of his cuteness? It was difficult for even Marianne herself to know.

‘Okay, let’s test it properly this time. If it suits Agnes, I’ll personally block the crown prince.’

If she is the younger brother of her own favorite her and a man she can recognize, that much is worth it. The moment Marianne gives an answer like that.

“That man is a licentious lecher who said earlier that he wanted to hang out with Princess Agnes, the archwitch’s granddaughter Violet, or the god of warlord’s daughter, Shao Mei!”

… I heard her heart-throbbing, irritating words.

Shao Mei? Violet? With a fiancé named Agnes? Agnes even asked herself to help you?

“I will accept your apology, but instead, this cafe will definitely compensate you, and don’t show that ugliness in front of me again.”

…My heart was hot, but my head was cold. After I got rid of the damn gombo, I looked at Artin Ludwig.

That innocence look toward himself. Did he lure and deceive Agnes with that face? Suddenly, he remembered Artin, who had hugged him when they first met.

“Sparring, that would be fun. Right brother? How many hits did everyone tell the truth?”

I forcibly grabbed him and squeezed his shoulder. How long can this soft body endure?

How many times do you have to confess your sins? If he confessed, how many more beatings would he need to calm his throbbing heart his?

With such thoughts in mind, Marianne dragged Artine to her first training room her.