The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 39
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I laughed at his words. No, if you wait and all the wounds heal, what is the medicine for?
“Fool.”
I muttered so small that Dietrich’s ear couldn’t hear me, pulling out the cookie from my treasure box with the medicine.
“Are you eating something sweet again?”
Dietrich raises one eyebrow on a subject that does not heal even if he folds his ankle.
I flinched and hid the cookies behind me.
“This is because you have good teeth.”
‘By the way, the dentist here too… Are you there?’
‘The Men’s War of the Roses’, although there was a romance between Dietrich and Saint Charlotte, was definitely a war fantasy feature.
Even though strong people rushing out and blood splattered in battle, the doctor rarely appeared.
He sometimes portrayed bones, but none of the characters said he had a cold gum and went to the dentist.
‘What if it’s really rotten!’
So, of course, I have never been concerned about the condition of my teeth. Suddenly, the molars seem to throb.
Even if you have a dentist, Dahlia Palace is poor and you can’t call a doctor.
‘If you become the Grand Duke, Dietrich will be rich, but I am not.”
Even though I was born as the daughter of a wealthy great aristocracy-Euclid was also a great nobleman-I didn’t have a jewelery or trinket car that I could sneak up on.
“Whew.”
I sighed without anyone listening.
‘What about the ornaments.’
When looking at the pillars or ceilings of the palace, there were parts with horizontal holes, and it was the trace of the jewels that the owners had removed from the palace.
‘I would have to have a little money to live outside Lagrange.’
The current Anissa was too young to worry about money, but even in this other world where the devil actually exists, money was quite important.
‘Wasn’t Lancel won the lottery?
I wanted to try a lottery if I had a chance to go out again, but I don’t know if I would sell lottery tickets to children.
‘I wonder if it’s okay because it’s a lottery issued by the imperial family.’
In hope, I nodded alone and clenched my fists. Dietrich shrugs his shoulders and leaves the room as I keep muttering alone.
“Where else to go!”
Not even treating the injured area!
“Don’t come along, ah Anissa.”
As I stood up as if following him, he stopped me. His face, tilted a little to the side, rarely looks embarrassing.
“Why don’t you put on all the medicine.”
“Oh. No, I noticed Joa.”
“I’m the middle forest of Romendorf, it’s simple. It’s a forest that maintains neutrality in the battle for the territory of Euclid and LaGrange.”
“Why is the glue? Now use the demon?
Joseph was a scholar who studied alchemy at Lagrange because he was interested in the devil in Euclid’s subject.
He was the only adult who doesn’t look at Derek’s eyes and thinks about me, so the vacancy without him would feel pretty big.
I pouting my mouth, regretting that he was leaving LaGrange.
“Because war is about to break out soon……. You are. If you were one, I could take you.”
I knew the war that Joseph feared. It was a war that was the main stage of’The Men’s Rose War’.
It was the very war that Dietrich began and Derick finished. I stared into his wrinkled eyes and bowed my head.
“Ah, Nissa, you say you don’t have an extraordinary ability. Dietrich would survive, but not you.”
The war continued for two generations to change, and it was a time of pain in which thousands of people died or were injured.
“Let’s go with me, go with me,”
Joseph suggests to me with a stubborn expression, as if determined. That offer is probably the sweetest one I’ve ever heard of since I was born as Anissa.
‘What do you mean when you’re not smiling.’
I looked at the aura just in case, but as always, there wasn’t even a fine move about the aura that is as gentle as it is.
Dietrich wasn’t a vicious kid enough to use me, but he wasn’t a kid with a lot of emotions to love just because I didn’t leave LaGrange.
Even though I was aware of that, I felt sorry for nothing, pouting my mouth and hugging Dietrich’s neck.