The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 59
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Dietrich and Hermann’s first meeting was around seventeen. Herman was 17 years old when he first entered the battle.
‘The order is different from the novel.’
Did Dietrich roll the battlefield much earlier than Hermann? He should have been sixteen knights of servants who do not take turns directly.
Even the war with Euclid was not part of the successor game.
“……. Alphonse didn’t go out. I saw him at Liatris Palace.”
“Of the successor candidates, only Dietrich is participating in the war right now, Nissa.”
“Why?”
“Because he is the strongest.”
“Dietrich is only thirteen years old.”
Yuric grabs his cheek, which is distorting his face in embarrassment.
“We are Lagrange. It doesn’t matter when we evaluate our combat power.”
I chewed my lips at Yuric’s words.
So, is it that the reason he came back from being injured was because he went to battle himself?
“Where is that?”
It was so unfair.
After the curse was broken, all the children who sought Dahlia were children who had given up the succession or were not qualified because of their lack of ability, and for this reason, they were being condemned by their families.
None of them was evil or evil like the villain in the novel.
‘What’s different with Lagrange?’
There were many times when I couldn’t forget the habit of aiming swords between brothers, but they were all normal.
I was more fond of tagging than seeing blood by poisoning the other person’s food and learning to assassinate, and I burst into laughter even at the slightest joke.
“The child of LaGrange is just a child.”
Ordinary children only grew up brainwashed that they were terrible humans mixed with evil blood and had to be villains.
‘Asmodeus’ curse, if only those pieces were destroyed earlier-‘
I shake off Yuric’s hand that held me in a flash of thought After all, I had to take a piece of bar cheap from Dietrich.
“……..Ears, it wasn’t a ghost.”
It wasn’t Dietrich that was hurt.
With a candlestick in one hand, he lifted his body and threw it behind his leg.
Quazzik.
The sound of powerless crushing rang in a quiet warehouse as if it were dead.
Soon Dietrich turned to me.
It was dark, so I couldn’t see it properly, but I can feel it with a sense of aura.
Dietrich was very calm now. The Gray Aura is calm without even the agitation that he just killed a person.
“He is an assassin?”
“No,”
he replies like a knife to my cautious question. I closed my eyes and stepped back.
“………Dietrich. Do you have a brooch that the bar left behind?”
“It’ll be in the office.”
Ah.
A low sigh broke out without my knowledge. I was a little surprised that the evil ether had no effect on him.
I hadn’t seen Dietrich deal with an assassin once or twice, but I didn’t know he would kill someone who appealed for’live’.
No, didn’t I really know?
The reason people fear Dietrich Lagrange more than anyone else wasn’t his mighty magical power or his cruel hands. Because he had no feelings for his evil deeds.
At that moment, I don’t know why the description of’The Men’s War of the Roses’ came to mind.
“Why?”
He reached out to me and reached for me. As I flinch and avoid, he laughs low.
It sounds like self-help, and a tea gown cynic that also sounds like laughing at me.
“Why are you trembling.”
It was only then that I realized my body shivering.
“Are you scared of me now?”
“………. .”
“I haven’t had a single moment when I wasn’t me.”
The face that came across was half immersed in the shadow and couldn’t be read properly. He is still just a boy, but his sharp lines are beautiful as if he was sharpened with a knife.
Cool eyes shining black like obsidian.
Faced with that gaze, I stuttered and opened my mouth.
“Oh, no. I didn’t tremble.”
“It doesn’t matter. It’s not that you don’t understand.”
“Dietrich.”
“If you run away, I won’t catch you.”
Run away? From what?
“Aren’t Confucius like Alphonse’s loneliness?”
The boy looked down at him with insensitive eyes and lifted his feet.
“I never allowed you to talk to me.”
Da!