Chapter 290 – Karma
If it was the help of the maids now… I could have just ignored them and kicked them out…
Come to think of it, the value of Princess Christina’s name wasn’t a big deal to me, but it still seemed heavy to the maids.
This is something that can be solved in one blow if you tell Judith.
But this is a situation that happened because of my greed.
Little boy, he didn’t want to face Princess Cristina again, but he couldn’t help it.
It was cowardly to make an accident and put it off to my women. In the end, this seemed like the right thing for me to sort out.
To meet the little boy, he took a step that did not fall.
In the entrance hall, I saw the little Princess Cristina with her arms folded, as if she was angry, and next to her, Baron Doleen, who had become a panda in her eyes, was bowing his head like a criminal.
“Huh! Finally, her face is illuminated. Why are you trying to drive me away, her fiancée, so coldly!”
Princess Cristina spoke solemnly as if she were angry, but the little boy didn’t have the dignity to do so.
“I’m not kicking you out. I’m not going to marry you. So there’s no reason for you to be here either.”
She spoke straight, without turning around.
She had no intention of being ambiguous.
Even more so if it’s a kid.
Don’t give room, you have to say this clearly.
“…That, that, what, what does that mean?”
At my firm words, Princess Cristina made a shocked expression.
“It means exactly what you heard. Once again, I’ll tell you clearly. I’m not marrying you.”
If I had said this much, even a child would have understood it well.
“Sir, no way… You mean you’re going to break up the engagement?!”
What the hell is this little boy talking about?
“I didn’t do anything with you in the first place, so it’s not even a breakup.”
“Eh, what the hell…Why…”
“You’re too young now. Come back in a few years. Then… See you and think about it.”
Fortunately, the little boy was born with the prize of beauty.
Of course, that is also planned.
Don’t know the world
What kind of reverse will it do?
I needed to be careful.
It’s not too late to go see it then and decide.
“I-Now, where is such a thing! Didn’t I tell you to come as soon as possible because I missed you!!”
Princess Cristina was furious.
…Is this karma…
The little boy’s words were harsh.
“Uh, somewhere someone said something dangerous that could be misunderstood… I just wanted to see it, but I never said to come quickly. And I said it after looking at the woman in the portrait. It’s not you.”
“The woman in the portrait is me!!”
Even in the original world, there are rumors that more and more women are mistaken for photos taken with filters to be their real selves…Is this also the case?
“Uh huh… It’s useless even if you insist. Come back in a few years.”
“No! If I go back like this, I will be a miserable toy for my brothers. I don’t like it. I don’t want to go back. No, I can’t go back! Take responsibility!! I won’t leave this place until you say you’re marrying me!”
Princess Cristina knew that her words were not going to get her seeds out of me, so she began to rant.
“It was said that men and women aged 7 and 7 sit together… No, go home… No, go to the palace, wipe your feet and sleep.”
“Seven-year-old male and female sit together! Then, what about the lord of the club?”
If it’s the lord’s daughter… He’s talking about Flora.
‘…When did you meet Flora again?’
(While Master was away, Miss Flora greeted Princess Cristina.)
Marie noticed my question and whispered in my ear.
‘Shit… Useless thing…’
Since she is the princess of her country, it is correct that Flora, the daughter of the lord of Slubber, bows out of courtesy.
“Keuheum… Anyway, it’s not okay.”
“Ugh… Why does Flora work and I can’t? What on earth did I do wrong to make you so miserable?”
Cristina’s big eyes were watery.
It was a typical kid’s behavior pattern.
Knowing that I had no intention of changing my mind, a powerful tear attack came in.
“Uh-huh…It’s no use crying. Go back.”
The attack was powerful, but it didn’t work for me.
I couldn’t break my heart like that.
“Aww!!!”
At my harsh words, Princess Cristina eventually wept bitterly.
The maids next to her restlessly wipe the little boy’s tears.
And, of course, the glances at me were not very good.
The maids who were watching the scene were also watching me.
It’s true that I rang, but…
I didn’t do anything wrong.
‘If you push here, it’s over. Be patient…This too shall pass.’
It was time for me to make that decision.
“No, why are you making a cute child cry? It’s really a big distraction to make a small child cry and do it well.”
“…”
A witch appeared.
“It’s Christina, stop it. She can stay here if you want. This mansion is mine, so I don’t have to ask Unho’s permission.”
Liliana smiled kindly and said useless words.
What are you up to?
“Suddenly…Really…?”
Cristina, who had stopped crying, asked Liliana.
“Yes.”
“Ha, but…”
Princess Cristina’s gaze turns to me.
And everyone’s eyes are on me.
‘…Nimi.’
I don’t know why on earth, but I felt like I was a very bad guy.
This is why the kid didn’t like it.
“…Do as you please.”
Saying no in this situation makes no sense.
It was also true that it was Liliana’s mansion, so if she allowed it, there was no reason for me to stop it.
I turned bitterly and trudged toward my room.
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Baron Turner had a sore throat.
He still couldn’t understand why he was put in this way.
The current situation was just absurd.
The Transcendentalist gave a strange reason and beat himself up. And she said to take the princess and go back.
If you listen roughly, it seems like it’s because of the portrait…
An arranged marriage is not a face-to-face affair.
It is for the benefit of the family and the family.
There was no case of questioning over the portrait.
Portraits are formal.
Usually, aristocratic young girls are skilled painters and put a lot of their will into them to paint a beautiful portrait.
Among the nobility, they knew their faces at places like banquets, and there was no case where it was a problem with something like a portrait.
I don’t know why I was right, but I begged that I was wrong.
Because I didn’t want to die.
At a glance, it seemed that the princess’s growth was a problem.
It’s a bit early, but there were often young girls getting married at Princess Cristina’s age, and it’s a problem that will be resolved with time.
Why was the Transcendental One angry?
She wondered why she was so beaten up.
No matter how much Baron Dolly thought about it, that was a question.
With every step he took, his bones rang.
Looking at the transcendentalist’s resolute attitude, this marriage discussion was ruined.
Fortunately, Princess Cristina was allowed to live in his mansion with her herd.
“Uh, what’s wrong with your face?”
As Baron Turned came out of the mansion with faltering steps, Count Harold, seeing his face, asked.
“Gye, I rolled down the stairs.”
“It’s not the face that rolled down the stairs…”
Varun Knight Commander Dalton, who came as an escort, glanced at the baron’s turned face and said,
Not only were her eyes black and bruised, but her face was mottled and battered.
“Keuheum… Joe, it’s because he rolls a little… Rough…”
Seeing that Baron Dolly could only speak like that, Dalton, who roughly guessed who he had hit, did not question him further.
“What about Princess Cristina?”
“He said he will be staying here for a while.”
“That’s good.”
Dalton smiled contentedly.
Baron Doleen knew the truth about what had happened inside the mansion, but he did not speak.
They couldn’t tell them that Princess Cristina’s marriage was ruined, even if her mouth was torn.
If the Transcendentalist told the truth that he had no intention of marrying the princess, he might be decapitated by King Frederick.
Baron Turner might be caught someday, but he wanted to live a little longer, if only for that time.
“Alright, let’s go back.”
Hearing Baron Turner’s words, Count Harold made a puzzled face.
“Yes? Are you saying we’re going back like this?”
“I won’t even let you into the mansion, so I can’t stay here forever. Count Harold, can I take care of you?”
“That, that’s not difficult, but…”
The Paladins of Thera Church are guarding this place with stern expressions. Their faces don’t look like they’re going to go through a needle.
Count Harold was bewildered.
I admit that there is no other means right now.
Even so, the faces of these people here were not the ones to be ignored like this.
Even if he is a lowly titled Baron Doleen.
Count Harold himself was also the lord of Slubber, and Dalton was the leader of the Barun Knights in the palace, a sword master, and even held the position of count.
There are two high-ranking aristocrats, what is this poor treatment?
The most questionable thing is the attitude of these two from the palace.
“Really… Are you saying that this is okay?”
Count Harold asked Dalton again, but he only shrugged his shoulders. Even when compared to the lord himself, Sword Master Dalton is a strong man whose prestige does not subside.
Even so, there was no sign that he wasn’t offended at all.
‘Why are you such an author?’
Earl Harold sensed in their attitude that there was something he did not know.
