19  Chapter 19

Yuric couldn’t even raise his body and feel sick but he turned his head at the sound of my feet.9

‘You’ve grown up well.’

I was impressed by the face of Yuric I encountered. Of course, Dietrich’s beauty also blossomed over time, but Yuric was also formidable. His red-blonde haired that reflects the sun is as beautiful as a rose.1

His white cheeks has freckle, but thanks to it my eyes were very satisfied, he looked more like a beautiful boy.6

‘No, there’s a lot of circumstances.’

There are lots of Lagrange kids in this situation.

“It’s hult?” [It’s hurt?]

I waved my hands from side to side and walked bravely then sat in front of Yuric. The child looks up at me as if it is absurd.

The boy didn’t seem to remember who I was. Thin eyes sweep over my face.

“I’m Anida.” [I’m Anissa]

I grabbed my pink hair and shook it to remind Yuric to his memory. My fluffy soft pink hair was not common in this world.

“You, you?”

“uhh..uhh.”

“… you’re Dietrich’s sister, aren’t you?!”

“uhh… Laith.” [right]

‘You finally remember me.’

I gave a big nod to Yuric’s question.

“Huh? What, what! Why are you here?”

At my answer, Yuric is flustered and his words went messy.

Why am I here? I was hesitant because I couldn’t answer that I came to see him because I thought ‘the blue eyes’ was you.

“Um…”

“How come you here?”

“I was so boled that I came out of that hole, and it was hiel.” (Because I was bored, I came out with that hole and was here.)

“You shouldn’t be here! You’ll be in trouble!”5

A boy who seems to be getting beaten up and down until almost looks like a dishcloth reaches my head and rolls his feet.

“Damn it, come here quickly!”

Yuric hugged me without my permission. It looked so urgent that I tilted my head.

“If you stay here, you’ll die!”

“Why?”

“You’re the Dahlia Palace kid! Leatrice’s children hate Dahlia’s children.”1

“Ohh.”

I knew they didn’t like them, also hated and want to kill them.

‘If there were no games involved, killing each other would be forbidden.’

“Especially Alfonso, he hated Dietrich very much.”

Alfonso was the eldest son of Leatrice. He was now capable of competing with Dietrich. Of course, he won’t be a match for me, but does he hate Dietrich so much because they’re rivals?

I hugged myself and opened my mouth while I stared at Yuric.

“You too?”

‘I even fed you cookies?’

Yuric is silent when asked to confirm the use of my bribe. I shrugged at the frozen child’s side.

‘Well, maybe you don’t like me.’

No matter how, I didn’t think that I could be liked because of a piece of cookie.

Actually, it wasn’t even intentional because at that time I ran into him while delivering milk to Dietrich. I wasn’t sure if he liked me.

‘He sometimes looks at me coldly.’

“I, I…”

Yuric slowly opens his mouth. He seemed embarrassed because he didn’t know how to answer.

‘Oh, he was soft-hearted.’

I turned the subject around, considering the hesitating Yuric’s mind to not hurt me.

“You don’t even livein Dahlia. Why is he doing this to you?”

I am frowned at by my question which reminds me of the memory of Yuric being beaten earlier. I was sorry that I had chosen the wrong topic, but the child whispered as if he could hear it.

“Because my eyes are blue.”2

Because of his words, I reached out to Yuric’s face to see his eyes carefully. The boy seemed to be very embarrassed as I approached him till close enough to see each and every eyelash.

‘Look at your clean skin.’

Even the dirt is on it, his immaculate skin is amazing. Of course, I was also very white, but it was so pale that his skin felt a little different from me.

“What, what are you looking at?”

Yuric’s neck was reddening, perhaps because my weight was too much. I opened my mouth while looking up at him putting me down on the road floor.2

“It’s pleti.” (It’s pretty)

“Huh?”

“You hab pleti blue eyes.” [You have pretty blue eyes]

Of course, my eyes that glitter like ruby ​​are the prettiest.25

“What are you talking about…”

Yuric shook his head as if he couldn’t believe what I said.

‘Is he’s been always fooled in his life? Why can’t you believe me?’

I dragged Yuric’s sleeve to the golden fountain I saw earlier.

“Come hiel.” (Come here.)

The water from this fountain is much cleaner than the fountain in the forest of withered rose, so you can see your face as if it were mirrored. I went up to the stage to demonstrate to Yuric. A girl with gently curled pink hair rises above the water.

“I look more pletty.” (I look more pretty here)

If I had such beauty in my previous life, I would have been anxious to bring myself to the top entertainment agency, but I’m not.

My eyelashes are curled up nicely.

I blinked slowly and took care of Yuric.

“Come hiel.” (Come here.)

At my words, the boy climbs onto the stage. I pointed my finger at the surface of the water.

“Your eyes lili preti.” (Your eyes really pretty)

How pretty are his eyes? In addition, Yuric’s eyes weren’t ordinary blue eyes, but even with the mysterious greenish color and the combination of blue and green really matches.

“I’m not pretty. It’s like southerners.”

“Yuric, who followed me to check his face, goes down to the podium in despair. I shrugged down, looking down at the back and hand of Yuric drooping like withered grass.

“What’s wlong with soutenel?” (What’s wrong with southerners?)

‘By the way, Lagrange’s kids hate the South.’

How can local sentiment be so deep?

If he knew I was Euclid’s daughter, he would have killed me. I should never be caught until Dietrich is sealed.

“What are you doing here?”

I was worried about how to comfort the depressed Yuric, but a familiar face appeared on the other side of the fountain.

“Dett!”

There was also a long cut on Dietrich’s cheek that he seemed to have gotten while fighting. I don’t want to waste his face. I rushed over to him.1

“You hult!” [You hurt]

“Why are you here?”

He questioned me instead of answering me. When I hesitate to answer for fear of being scolded, he turns his head and glares at Yuric.

“Did you bring her? ”

“Huh?”

Yuric who rolling his eyes in embarrassment by Dietrich’s sudden presence flinched in surprise. I hurriedly shook his arm in fear that I might cause him trouble.

“No! I’m hele! With myself!” [I came here of my own volition]

“Why?”

“Boled.” (bored)

“Bored?”

He giggles at my answer as if my answer were ridiculous.

“There’s nothing for you to be bored with.”

‘Oh, are you angry?’

“I told you to use Ball as a toy.”8

‘No, Baal is my teacher and what is it?’

Dietrich seemed to be completely wrong with Baal’s use. His smooth eyebrows went up, but I wasn’t scared.

‘Judging by his aura, he’s not angry.’

When Dietrich is really angry, the aura turns red. The usual gray was a sign that it was okay. I held his hand and swing it when I was talking.1

“Dett, who beatyu?” (Who hit you?)

“I wasn’t beaten.”

“Who beat you up? Anissa will scold them!”1

“….”

“Just sayit!” (Just say it!)

Dietrich hardens his lips when I say with both hands clenched. I was so embarrassed that my thoughts to scold them disappeared.

“How can you do that?”

“I’ve leaning swold from Baa lately. (I learned swords from Baal.)”

“Sword?”

“I will rean hald and plotect you. Just wait.” [I will learn hard and protect you. Just wait]8

“Hah?”

I didn’t feel happy with the obvious ridicule, but I smiled unconsciously.

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Yuric opened his mouth in astonishment when he saw Dietrich holding his sister carefully instead of getting angry at his sister, who entered the Leatrice’s Palace.

‘The rumor is true.’

Rumors have been circulating these days that he has something precious.8

A rumor that he cares about her younger sister who made Camille died. The news was unbelievable, so no one in Leatrice believed the rumor.

Lagrange’s children never love their siblings. They were a rival to kill.

‘But that’s what I saw earlier….’

Even Yuric never believed the rumor, but it was a little confusing.

“Should I let my mother know?”

The boy contemplated for a moment. It was much easier to get Annisa out of hand than to get rid of Dietrich.

If Dietrich’s weakness can be shaken by Leatrice’s side, her first son Alfonso’s position will become stronger.

‘But…’

‘Your eyes lili preti.’ (Your eyes really pretty)8

At that time, Yuric remembers a child who pointed to his eyes with unbelievable words. Not with Lagrange’s unique black eyes, but with sparkling eyes like a ruby.

‘I look more pretty.’

Anissa was much prettier than Veronica, who is said to be the prettiest among the children of Leatrice.

“….let’s not say anything for now.”10

‘I wasn’t sure if Anissa was really important to Dietrich.’ Yuric swallowed the secret with a good excuse.

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