I’ll Live My Second Life!

79 Roy and Feel

in a room where the king and his wife live in the royal castle of Austol.

There were many rooms inside, and the fact that there was only one entrance made it as if it were just one house.

In one of those rooms there was a longitudinal table where more than 20 people seemed to be able to sit and, unbalanced, there were only two chairs.

Sitting on one of those chairs, the girl was bending over and polishing what was in her hand.

A small ceramic cup made of white blank. The line of the cup is slippery and uneven, drawing a very beautiful curve.

The girl held the cup in her hands looking important, with a beautiful white cloth, and was seriously polishing it to keep one stain off.

“Dear Phil, it’s time for His Majesty Roy to be here”

When Lynette says so, the girl gives her face.

Her beautiful golden thread-like hair shakes saggily and her beautiful blue eyes turn this way.

Even though I keep seeing it from a young age, its appearance is such a beauty that I can’t help but sigh Lynette.

The eyes, nose, mouth and its face are beautifully arranged with all the parts. Yet without making the beauty feel the cold that is common to her, the line of her eyes gives a tender impression that makes people’s hearts feel at ease.

Even if it captures the royal princesses of such nations, it seems that some youthful atmosphere that her sister also has while having the perfect beauty to say Dantotsu attracts even more men.

It is also convincing that the royalties who were around the dayman have all sneered at her.

Feel looked up and snorted at Lynette.

“Okay. I was wondering if you and Roy could get us some tea, Lynette.”

“Yes, are you sure you want to take that cup as usual?

“Yeah, please”

Phil’s voice feels a little thin, but it’s a clear voice that sounds gentle and gentle.

Carefully asked for tea in that voice, Lynette, as usual, puts tea in her beautifully polished cup.

Feel watched as tea poured into the white cup.

Normally I also keep the teacup warm, but Lynette was preparing a delicious cup of tea even at low temperatures for Feels who didn’t want to let go of the cup.

The color of the white porcelain accumulates a light brown plush tea.

Lynette then moved beside the long table, placing a cup that had been preheated in front of the chair where the king of this country would sit, this time soaking hot tea.

“Thanks, Lynette”

As usual, Phil smiled at Lynette for bringing me tea.

Then shortly, I can hear footsteps from across the hallway.

Fast-paced footsteps, like rushing even as usual.

The knights of the First Knights, who had always held back in front of the door, receive a signal with the knight outside and open the door.

“I’m sorry I kept you waiting”

From beyond, a man appears along with a voice of apology.

Poor, beautiful man with dark hair and blue-gray eyes.

It is Roy, king of this country.