The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke Chapter 30

I and Yuric sometimes played through the dog's hole, but they were not close enough. Embarrassed by my abrupt behavior, he sweats out and sweats.

“Hangdae! Handae! Can't go!”

‘If you go, Dietrich is in danger!'

I turned to Derek, running to Yuric as much as I could. From the moment he entered the room, his aura was dyed more and more dark red.

“…….Oh, your brother?”

“Yes,”

Dietrich responds to Derek's question instead of me. He approached me with a short groan, hmm.

‘Ugh, choking.'

As Derek's aura approaches, it becomes difficult to breathe. He soon grabbed my neck. I breathed in the air while holding my breath.

“Every time I see her,she's a kid who doesn't resemble Camille at all.”

“Ke, keek!”

Derek grabbed my chin with my unlifted hand and struck it sideways.

All. The courage that was filled with the glances of appreciating me like an object fell in love.

“The face is smooth, so if you grow up, you can sell it as a slave instead of a dead mother and pay for it.”

‘Mad!'

That's what you're saying to the kid. To say that he would sell his child as a slave. Of course I wasn't Derek's daughter, but he was saying that he didn't know this.

“Kamiyu has more than expected I couldn't. The money is a waste.”

“……… .”

“Home. Selling it when you're young might be more expensive.”

Even though I felt the discomfort of a bug crawling over my face in Derek's gaze, I couldn't even respond because I was scared.

‘No, I'm scared uh……. .”

My skin hurts when I endure the bloody adult aura with my whole body.

“It's a child with a sense of ability.”

It was Dietrich, who couldn't stand properly because of an injury that brought me out of Derek's grasp.

“……..Esoteric? To this?”

“Yes. I'm still young, so I can't see it well.”

At that moment, Baal seeped under my ankles. It seemed that Dietrich gave any order.

Derek grinned as he frowned his eyebrows as if he had sensed Baal's energy from me.

“Yes? Then you can sell it more expensively.”

He looked at me and said, revealing it.

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Dietrich gave Derek strength to the arm holding the Anissa, who digs into my arms as if he was terrified.

“What?”

“Are you saying that you're going to put this little child out as a slave, even though he wasn't selected as a candidate, but a child whose name is Lagrange isn't completely useless as an adult?”

At Dietrich's question, Derek bit all his mouth open, as if trying to swallow Anit.

“I am concerned about how much the honor of the Grand Duchess, who ruled the North with power and power, will plummet.”

Derek, who was stabbed by the boy, couldn't respond anymore and crushed his lips. He barely answers after a silent silence.

“Yes, you're not wrong.”

The powerful man with the desolate north at his feet laughed slowly.

“That kid-yeah, what was your name?”

“Oh, no, it's cheap…”

At Derek's question, Anit stuttered her name, but she said her name.

“Anissa.”

Derek took turns looking at the boy and the child with cold eyes, and then left the room.

“Oh oppa ah.”

Anit's head pulled out only after Derek disappeared completely. When Dietrich touches his small back, his trembling body stands and calms down.

The boy looked down at the child's face, with widespread fear. Small, white, like to break even with a little force.

“It's okay,” Dietrich calmed the child and wondered.

‘Why?'

There was no good reason for the boy to be extensively read. No more of her have to pretend to take care of her her.

Derek thinks that he is Dietrich's one and only'important being' with just that attitude that a while ago wrapped around Anissa.

However, apart from Derek and the successor game, Anissa, a frightened young beast, reached out on its own. The boy stroked the child's head in his arms like inertia.

“It's okay now.”

It seemed like I got used to it. Without knowing it, he got too used to taking care of Anissa to seek the position of the Grand Duke.

The act of taming someone at the same time carries the risk of taming oneself. As if he didn't know that the tip of his sleeve was wet from the drizzle, the boy didn't know it either.

“Oppa.”

The boy raises his head at a fawn-like voice awakening Dietrich, who is immersed in thoughts.

“Are you okay?”

“………. .”

“Uh?”

Dietrich chewed his breath when asked repeatedly by Anissa.

‘Ah.'

Ah, if you were holding Nissa, you could smell the pale scent of forget-me-nots that had not yet bloomed. Then the boy suddenly realized. It was kind of a premonition.

It was dangerous.

I felt like I would cherish a child who should never be precious.

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Fortunately, Derek, who said he would sell me right away, didn't send anyone to Dahlia Palace to take me.

I meditated on the situation while burying my face on a soft blanket.

I only knew how cruelty Lagrange was to select successors to succeed the family, but I didn't know the details of the process itself.

The part that was described in'The Men's War of the Roses' was about killing brothers and conquering villages.

Moreover, the only one who knows the identity of the last gate is the owner of Lagrange, who survived through the gate.

‘Is it okay?'

I had no doubts that Dietrich would become Grand Duke of LaGrange, but I began to worry. I jumped out of bed and started looking for him.

However, in Dietrich's room or hallway, there was no trace of anyone present, only to cool off. I swept my arms down in the cold coming through the window.

‘I guess you didn't come in yesterday.'

After Derek's visit, I can't seem to see him any more. He caught the owner and asked where he was, but no one knows.

They searched on the castle to find Baal, but the end of the shadow was not visible.

I wondered if I had participated in a dangerous game, so I turned and headed for the garden.

“Glass.”

I heard the glaring path of the opening to Liatris Palace. When he finds Yuric while drawing close in front of him, a familiar face appears on the wall.

“It's Yuric, not Yuri.”

“Og, Yuri brother.”

“Yeah, let's not say it.”

Yuric grumbled, but landed in front of me.

From the time he first met him, he had a clumsy corner for hitting a candidate, but seeing that he crosses a wall higher than most adult men, he seems to be a candidate for successor.

“Why?”

“Yuri, where are you going to Ditte?”

“……..Why do you ask me for that?”

he laughed as if he was absurd at my question.

“I can't see Yuri, the candidate, and Baal.”

“There are only me and Marilyn in the Dahlia Palace. I was talking while holding on to his store, in case Yuric would return to the Doria Tris Palace.

“Are you going to fight yuri?”

“I do not know. He and I are different from the rankings.”

Dietrich and Yuric, who are currently vying for 1st and 2nd place with Alphonse, were a little less than ten.

Are the games participating in different rankings?

“And I haven't even decided to challenge succession yet.”

‘I called it for no reason.'

I pouting my mouth and bruising him.

“Why is Yuri so weak?”

“Yeah.”

At my words, Yuric hangs his shoulders with a shaggy face. I was weakened by the appearance of Hong, his nostrils and a horse.

“Is it all if your brother has only clean eyes?!”

“My eyes aren't pretty.”

Yuric denied, but couldn't hide the tail of his mouth that rises whenever I said that my eyes were pretty. Is it because I lived with curse for the color of my eyes?

“Yes.”

I tried to run to Yuric, who seemed to be embarrassed to laugh and hide his face in both hands, and I was stiffened by the rising view of the moment.

“Brother?”

I realized that the person who held me in the familiar smell of wood was Dietrich and buried his nose on his shoulder.

“Sniff.”

Wherever he was rolling through the woods, Dietrich was buried with dirt everywhere. Even so, only the face is clean without any dust.

“Where are you floating!”

“I told you not to play with yuric.”

“Depressing.”

‘It seems that Dietrich gave a warning not to hang out with Yuric.'

I avoided his eyes and muffled the answer. Yuric raises his voice as if he had met him well and rushes to him.

“Isn't it your child who grabbed my ankle and summoned me forcibly?”

Dietrich, ignoring Yuric's words, brushed off the dirt from his shoulders. Thanks to this, the dust from the dust falls on Yuric's white face.

“Hey! What are you doing dirty? You ask me if you summoned me in front of my father?!”

“If yes?”

“What?”

“What can you do if I answer that I did?”

Dietrich looked down at Yuric and laughed lightly.

‘In this case, it's a dream of a villain without a loss.'

“You need to bark out people.”

At Dietrich's cold words, Yuric shuts her mouth with her lips tight. He seemed to have come to the conclusion that there was nothing good about touching him.

If I left the situation alone, it seemed that Yuric would soon cry, so I turned to Dietrich to change the mood.

“bruise!”

As if my bullshit was absurd, he frowned at his handsome eyebrows.

“Woof woof!”

“……. You don't bark.”

Chapter end

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