Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

15. Close meetings

After 9: 00 p.m. two days later.

Claire, who had also begun to get used to life at the Lehne family, was relaxing in the room with her honey and lemon-filled milk tea in one hand after finishing dinner with her servants.

(It was such a beautiful day that I could clean and dry my dirty boots!

Claire, who has so far left everything around her to the samurai, is alone in improving her chore skills.

Con.

(I think I heard something)

Claire looks up and checks her surroundings, but nothing has changed. After tilting his neck, he turned his eyes back to the book he was holding.

Concon.

Now I looked up quickly.

(I wonder what it is!? There is a sound coming from the window of the terrace…… I don’t know what to do… I don’t know if I can call people…)

When Claire approached the terrace she feared and pulled the curtain…

“Long time no see.”

It was Veek there.

…… How did you get from here… ”

“Could I have come through the front door?

Vike smiled like a prank.

“Aren’t the Keiths with you today?

“I’m watching the exterior wall.”

Claire wanted to know how she got here, but it was clear that she hadn’t come through the regular route from Veek’s words.

“Anyway, go inside”

“Can I come in?

Vik is kind of twitching. Apparently, he cares about visiting a woman’s room at night, but not now.

“It’s more a matter of finding out that the First Prince came to the room over the wall than that.”

Claire said so piquely and pulled Vik into the room.

“You’ve found a much better job with the Lane tutors.”

“Yeah. I’m relieved you decided to take care of someone so wonderful.”

Claire made tea for Vique.

“My husband says he doesn’t have a very good reputation in the social world, but he’s a hearty, respectable person.”

“I’ve spoken to Sir Lehne a few times, but you have a good sense of commonness. I have a lot of compelling and highly valued voices.”

“Yeah, right.”

Claire hammers.

“So, how come at this hour?

“My boots were still dry outside.”

……

Claire cleans out her boots as she blushes.

There are plenty of mysteries in this visit to Veek, but the question of how we were able to find this room in a pinpoint in a large mansion was resolved.

Tons of tongues.

Vik is tapping his knees with his fingers. What Claire found out on the journey of the few days spent together was that when Vik was doing this trick, he was lost in some decision.

“Is everyone doing well?

Claire talks subtly.

“Oh. Keith is as serious as ever, and Lewis is cool. Donnie gathers women every night for a party.”

“Phew.”

The sight of the three seems to come to mind, and Claire laughs at it.

“How’s Claire?

Ask Claire as Veek rocks the cup of tea.

Claire thought it was fantastic, with the beautiful eyes of emerald green lit by the lights.

“As you can see, it’s a comfortable life. This Isabella lady doesn’t seem to be coming back for a few days yet, so let me relax.”

“Right…. Has anything changed after being baptized on Lindell Island?

“Nothing in particular has changed…… I rarely use magic if I don’t work in the country or in the church.”

Claire can’t grasp the intent of Veek’s question, and some kind of conversation ensues.

After a few minutes of public talk, Veek said as he decided to.

“Don’t you think Claire wants to go to school again?

Claire is surprised at the unexpected inquiry.

“… to school?

“Oh. Just as there is a Royal College of Aristocracy in the country of Noston, there is also a Royal School in this country. Like Claire, the country, no. I think the bearer of magic that can move the world needs to know how to use it. … and how to control it.”

Moments later, Claire realized that Vik came not as a friend, but as the first prince of the Pfeite Nation.

“Okay, I’ll go to school”

“To?”

In response to Claire’s over-answered response, Vik responds with a missed response.

“If that’s what you said, I’ll go to school. It’s necessary, and I feel safer about it.”

Vik’s opinion is supremely natural as the ruling side of the country. As herself living in a paft country, Claire stretched out her spine and replied properly.

“Uh… okay? No, I’m not saying I can’t, am I? I thought the school had bad memories and I…”

I should have received an answer in keeping with my hopes, but Vik is somewhat of a jerk.

“You’re not supposed to say no, are you? Of course, since I got permission from the owner of the Lehne family. Then… I wish you would use it without such an unscrupulous visit.”

Claire laughs couscous.

“Oh, I also wanted to see your face…… not, no, wasn’t Claire talking in the city of EAS? Said he felt sad at the Nobility Academy in Noston Country. The only place to teach witchcraft is the Royal School in this country. It hasn’t been long, but I’m wondering if I can get you to a place that reminds you of bad memories.”

Always confident Veek explains it hard with his head on.

Claire was feeling kind of tickled at the trick.

“Tell me there’s no misunderstanding, but we’re the only ones who know about Claire’s magic. Keith and the others have naturally stopped talking. I promise I won’t think of you as a pawn in the Paft country…. I just feel like this is the best time to go through.”

“Timing?”

Claire listens back.

“Oh. I’m starting next week for my final year at Royal School. I thought it would be easier for Claire to get through while I have friends in the academy. If Claire’s going to come through, we’re going to have a special one-year program.”

“Wait”

“What?”

“Vik was the same age as me!

Thus, Claire was to attend the Royal School of the Paft Nation for a limited period of one year.