The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

Since I was born, I first saw an aura that was so sad.  A deep melancholy incomparable to Lancel’s aura that mourns the death of Camille .

‘What is so sad?’

Watching the aura of the deep blue Veronica wave like a wave, it makes me feel depressed.

“Don’t be sad.
I’m going to have bread.
My sister’s going to be gone.”

I wasn’t getting the bread I brought out, and I glanced at me and shook the bread again toward the girl who was only there.

People must be strong enough to endure sadness.  Veronica, which looks at most about sixteen, was dry like firewood, so it was a bit uncomfortable to see.

‘Lea Tris wouldn’t be as poor as Dahlia, it’s weird.”

The bread I was going to give her was also the bread Yuric brought.

‘Kids should eat well!’

Veronica was on the old side of the children of LaGrange, but if she was in her past life, she looked like a girl of school age wearing a school uniform.

When I was her age, I often boiled a stomach.  She said her grades weren’t going up, and her mom used to lock me up in the room for days without giving me food.

Sik Tam, which was caused by not eating properly, haunted me for quite some time.

‘Why do you look like that?’

It reminds me of that, she pushes the bread at Veronica, and she’s offended by her expression.

As if I was surprised to meet an alien, I felt like I was a weird animal with a white face.

“Oh, okay.
I hate bread.”

“Okay?”

I nodded her head to Veronica’s refusal, then asked the croissant.  I learned from Dietrich that I would not recommend it to others twice.

‘Why not eat all alone!  Good for Dietrich, too.  “

I tried to share it, but Dietrich couldn’t even see a peep.

“Yummy.”

“……….
.”

Veronica kept looking at me until I had eaten all the croissants, then disappeared without saying hello.

I thought I would never see a girl who looks at me and shows a strangely unpleasant expression, nevertheless, as pretty as a painting.

……….Until she appeared in the withered rose bush the very next day.

“veronica?”

“Hi, Yuric.”

“What are you doing here?”

Yuric, who was holding me, gets sick of the appearance of Veronica.  At first glance, I tilted her head to look like her scared of her.

‘I’m not a very scary kid.’

“Are you? Yuric, your sister doesn’t have any haircuts.
You’ll need education.”

Veronica comes closer to us with a laugh of maritime affairs.  Yuric raised her voice as she caught up with her words.

“What’s your sister! You and I aren’t even siblings!”

Veronica greets me, ignoring Yuric, who rolls his feet while holding me.

“Well, bye.”

“Sister, Don’t.”

I waved my little hand toward Veronica and tapped Yuric’s shoulder.

It meant to put me down, but he must have understood it, but he hugged me more tightly, as if he were going home.

‘Cuff!’

“What are you trying to do with this kid?!”

“uh?”

“You’re trying to harm Nissa by taking a break without Dietrich!”

‘No, it wouldn’t be like that.’

Veronica’s aura was not being violent at all now.  Her back was feeling pretty friendly to her, so I opened my eyes round and looked up at her.

‘Is there any power to make up an aura?  It can’t be.’

“If not, there is no reason for you to come before Dahlia Palace?!”

Veronica, trying to answer Yuric’s words, shuts her mouth.  Then she soon threw away his words.

“Yes, that’s right.
If I’m not for that reason, I can’t find it.”

“Also!”

At Veronica’s acknowledgment, Yuric spreads his shoulders triumphantly and steps back to see if he wanted to miss it.

‘Fool.’

“Let me go.” (Let me go.)

“No, ah Nissa.
You are in the palace.”

“I want to go to my sister.”

“You can’t?! That’s dangerous!”

“No”

I struggled, and Yuric had no choice but to let me go.  After landing on the ground, I walked slowly towards Veronica, avoiding the boy who was intercepting me.

“Sister, did you come because you are hungry?”

“……….”

It was her who was more embarrassed than Yuric at my behavior  She trembled her body as she saw me approaching her.

‘I try to hide my feelings, but I know everything.”

“Uh?”

“I came to hurt you!”

‘Lie.
There is no one who can make up an aura.’

If the behavior is different from the aura, it was obvious that the action was not true.

I laughed at Veronica’s cries.

I wanted to laugh nicely like Dietrich, but because of the small nose, I can only make a frowning appearance.

“Ummm…”

Looking at Veronica’s look, she seemed to think that I had smelled at least one smell unless I was laughing at her.

“Sister, would you like bread?”

“uh?”

“Yes, there is no bread like yesterday………”

I looked back at Yuric, looking at me with a faint face, blurring the words.

‘Don’t you bring any bread again?’

He scratches his back in my eyes with desperate wishes.

“…….If you want to eat, I’ll bring it.”

“Really?”

“Not now! Veronica is a dangerous kid !!!”

‘I don’t know how to look at it.’

As I disbelieved and narrowed his eyes, he struck my chest with his mouth, as if frustrated.

“Jae is the kid who killed all my family and entered La Gran State! Ahhh!”

At the moment of Yuric’s shout, Veronica’s aura turned red, and he was struck by the wind of the wings of the ruler and fell back.

“Damn, too! He came to attack us! Amon!”

Yuric, lying on the floor, raised himself and summoned my Shadow Demon.  It is difficult to breathe when two demons with disgusting auras suddenly gather in one place.

I frowned at the stench that was pushed back every time the jagan flaps its wings.

“Another!”

I struck Amon’s head as he rushed to Zagan to reveal it.  A wolf-like demon makes a waking sound and stumbles back.

“You’re too hungry!”

She ended up hitting her nose as she looked a little quieter.  His wings, which had sunk, were shaken, and the space receded.

“Both blame!”

‘Why should we listen to the princess?  “

‘I’ll reach Baal!’

When I put Baal’s name on the devil’s voice in my head, I saw their pupils shake.

‘Although Baal is king.’

It looks like he has no charisma, but he has power.  I used Baal to get Zachan and Amon back into place and then turned back.

Each demon’s masters are looking at me with strange expressions.  I yelled at them after the devil.

“If you fight, it’s nasty!”

“……… .’

“Both go and make bread ah!”

‘Do not enter the dahlia without food for Liatris’ children theme!

Veronica first approached me with my hands on both sides and crying.  I held her hands together at the sweet smell of her hands.

‘It’s a macaron!’

It was a high-quality snack that I have never seen even in a picture since reincarnation.  I opened my eyes with a yellowish scent that could not be compared to a croissant.

“Have you tried anything like this?”

“I’m not spending that much.”

I looked at Veronica waving macarons in front of me, shining his eyes.

‘I don’t think you want to put up only the medicine and give it away.”

She refused, but I was going to give out my croissant too!

“Would you like to eat it?”

“No, I’ll give you cheap……….?”

Veronica offers a macaron to my cautious question.  I took a cookie the size of my palm and cried.

“Why, why are you crying?”

“No, this is the first time…….
.”

I hadn’t even eaten macaroons, which I noticed by opening a refrigerator instead of saving pocket money at home.

Besides, the macaroons that Veronica gave me look more luxurious than the ones I glanced at.

I hesitated a little and opened my mouth towards the macaron.

‘Big.’

The sweet and soft peeling that melts as soon as it touches the tip of the tongue, and tears of emotion come out.

“drinking………!”

“I’m asleep.
I’ve never seen a kid crying because it’s delicious.”

Veronica frowns and grunts his pretty nose-that looks dozens of times prettier since he gave him a macaron.

“How does Dietrich raise a child?”

Yuric, who was struggling without knowing how the situation was going on, reached out to me.

“Don’t eat anything like this! What if it contains poison!”

After cutting a little macaron just like my nails, I hid a cookie in his hand to avoid the boy.

“I don’t use it!”

“Give me!”

“Ah, no yuric!”

“Are you starving in dahlias Huh? Are you starving?”

I hid the macaroons tightly in my arms and curled my body.  I can hear Yuric sighing above me.  Either that or not, I pushed him out with a lot of energy.

‘No one can take my macaron away!’