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The villain's sister is suffering today

93 episode

I was forced to be nervous because of it, and fortunately the Earl's ambition was just ambition.

The Countess Al Achan, who had been working on her husband’s intentions during the dinner, had turned on the double-wick and set the count on fire.

The story was simple: this man was not able to cover his time and atmosphere,

‘It must be two days a day.’

The Countess dreadfully pressed the Count with the logic that the water kettle at the table was so reasonable, right, and awake that he thought of filling such a private greed and a thought for a man who had come down from the far capital to save Young Ji Min, who was suffering from monsters.

That’s it.’

In the end, the Count, who was so upset by his wife at the head of the table, was obediently abandoned and subdued.

There was no resistance, so it was not a thing or two, but a sheep.

I was secretly relieved.

And he raised his inner intimacy and liking for the first lady in silence.

After a brief happening that made people nervous for a while, the subjugation arrived late the next morning.

If there is one thing I want to mention here, it is the reaction that the subjugation is good to the estate.

I saw them and thought of only two words in my head.

Hell and heaven.

The subjugation group, like a dead man forced to be dragged into the underworld, entered the castle of the lord of the lord.

And when I found Essie there, I was thrilled and cheered, hugging each other as if I had seen an angel.

Some were tearful.

It was a half-dozen, like a moment of being dragged to heaven from the other side of hell.

I shut my mouth to the frank sight.

Chicks!

If you hear a puffy sound, is this a hallucination?

They all had half their faces, as they had been struggling to get here.

Some of them were not half-level, but some of them seemed to have escaped after entering the coffin for a while.

I guessed it. It was like a subjugation, a self-serving, self-serving, self-serving, self-serving, self-serving, self-serving.

I'm lonely alone, so I'm all the same.

'In fact, it's technically a self-interest, but ...'

If they had not been able to do well in the first place and volunteered for the first time, they would not have been abandoned by Essie and so on.

But even so, I was sad to see that I was glad that I lived together.

'Yes, I saved your life.'

I was proud of myself, looking at the subjugation party that seemed to be a survival party in advance.

The subjugation began almost as a bar after they arrived.

This is because the Youngji Defense Team, which had been dealing with monsters, was just at the limit and needed additional support.

It was a harsh schedule that did not give time to release the poison to the subjugation that had just arrived the day before, but they seemed to have no complaints.

The relief and joy that came from Essie's presence anyway seemed to be the greatest.

Every time she looked at it, she dragged her friends who were saddened by the sadness, and Essie headed to the forest after a simple preparation.

I stayed in the lordship and saw Essie off.

I did not think I would follow it for a while, but I quickly closed my mind.

You were so sure you wouldn't be disturbed if you said you were going. It's not outings.

‘I’m going to check the fabric of the charm anyway, at the end of the subjugation or after that.’

It is not an enemy when it is as loud as it is right now.

Anyway, it was better to avoid a lot of eyes.

And then the subjugation is over and one is done, and Essie and I will go to the forest alone.

I thought so, and the subjugation was out and I tilted my tea cup in the quiet castle at first glance.

The Countess and the Countess prepared me a simple tea time to not be bored while waiting.

And perhaps in a natural way, the daughters of the Count, who are about to age, came together at that tea time.

'You mean, it's a guest treat.'

That's okay, though. Mm-hmm.

I gave him a sip of tea, which was a special product of the estate, but the taste and aroma were good.

The woman in the purple dress, sitting across from him, smiled softly.

“Does the car fit your mouth?”

"Oh, yeah, that's great."

“Thank God, I’m sorry about yesterday, but you were pretty tough, weren’t you?”

“Yesterday?”

“My father—”

Ah. If you mean the count's eyes were burning with ambition, then that's what was resolved peacefully.

“It’s okay, and it’s not exactly my apology.”

“Thank you for saying that ... my father, well, is rather unusual.”

“Yes, yes.”

At that time, the right Young Ae stepped in.

She was three or four years younger than me or the woman opposite, and she began to pour out your words.

“He always has, no, but if a man who wants to be my age visits the estate at all, he won’t stay with me. You know what he was like before? Arthur caught a spirit and a knight who came to ask for a while because he was confused about his destination. "

‘A lot of things.’

"Every time I do that, my sisters are so embarrassed and embarrassed... but even if I ask you not to do it, you do not listen to it every time. I mean, I’m so upset about my mother, but I’m not going to die if we don’t marry right now ...’

‘You did a lot.’

In his increasingly exuberant voice, he felt even a quick fury.

Eventually, Young Ae, who was sitting on the left, coughed in vain.

“Hey, stop it, that’s enough. Well, you heard him, and I’ll apologize for yesterday’s disrespect.”

"No, it's really okay."

I put down my glass and hit the lace with my empty hand.

If the Count had done something, he would have done it before he could do anything, and he had to take a swipe at the Countess.

I really need an apology.

And even if I did, it hurts to be angry or angry. "

I'm just Essie's sister, and I mean, they think,

The right-hand boy who looked at my expression laughed and said,

“If you’re not upset, it’s a good thing. Well, I was cheering for him yesterday, but—”

"What?

“Jenny.”

The name of the right child is Jenny. She called her name and flinched, then immediately rebelled.

“Why? I mean, it was just that. Isn’t it your sisters?”

“You—”

“I’d expect it if it were a different time, but I’m sure I’m right.”

The rebuttal to Jenny’s blunt remark did not come right back.

My chest throbbed. I lifted my teacup and drank it to hide the fine stiffness.

“Oh, Jenny.”

“What, sisters? Am I the only one who can be honest? Is this it?”

“Yes, Jenny, you’re not wrong, but what good is that?”

The woman in the purple de las, who is believed to be the oldest, spoke calmly.

“It wasn’t important for my doctor anyway, and it’s not the same now, and what does that make a difference, because you’ve been thrilled or expecting?”

“Who’s going to change? I mean, I’ve been talking about it.”

Then she turned her head from my sister and looked at me. Her eyes were shining.

“I’m just curious, Mother, and do you like women?”

I thought, of course, that the woman in the left or purple dress would dry her brother.

But there was no sign of them.

Rather, it seemed as if I were waiting silently with my nim to open my mouth.

...!

What? You really think that's all in one mind?

Jenny’s Earl Gul stared at me, full of undisclosed anticipation.

It was a time of conflict. I thought about what a real sister would say in this situation, and then opened my mouth.

“I don’t know, I didn’t talk about it.”

It is true.

I thought about it. I was thinking about the answer and realized it.

Essie had never mentioned anything like the woman she preferred to me.

'I don't know Essie's ideal type.'

“Really? I’m sorry—”

“What’s the pity? What would you have done if you knew?”

“I’m sorry, but did I see you just being so disappointed?”

“What? Oh, when did I do it?”

I was in a thoughtful mood for my lightly squirming sister.

Yes, I do. I know nothing more about Essie’s taste for reason than she does.

In fact, I did not really care about it, because I thought that this world was a novel anyway, and that Essie's role was just 'obsessing with the heroine'.

In other words, whatever the ideal type is, it will fall into the heroine anyway.

But not now!

What do we do? I wonder.

I wondered that too, and I thought I’d know more now than they did.

‘... shall I ask?’

When? Later. Later?

I'm sure your head is filled with untimely troubles