The Clumsy Cold-Blooded Prince, Who Lost His Life Due to His Brother’s Scheming, Became the Wise King After Fighting in His Second Life for the Clumsy Marchioness - Chapter 31
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“… That’s correct…”
I told Marguerite and Hanna about the future that I had told the Marquess of Metzelder.
But… I’m just concerned that Marguerite will become involved as a result of this…
“Marguerite… I will always be by your side from now on. So, please don’t ever leave me, okay?”
“Ah…Ufufu, of course. I’ll definitely be by your side… and I’ll protect you.”
“Huh?!”
Marguerite’s words caught me off guard.
“N-No, it isn’t like that…”
“Ara? Are you possibly underestimating me?”
“It’s not that, but… this isn’t how things are supposed to be…”
I was considering shielding her…
“Marguerite-sama, has been practicing the spear since she was a child. I believe she is more talented than most.”
“I-Is that true?”
After Hanna’s words, I looked at Marguerite… She puffs out her chest and appears to be pleased with herself.
…This is something new about her that I was unaware of in my previous life…
“And I’m standing here with Your Highness and Marguerite-sama. Whatever happens, I will protect them both, even if it means losing my life.”
Hanna knelt and bowed her head as she said this.
“…I’m sorry, Hanna, but those words cannot be accepted.”
“Eh!?…Why?”
Hanna’s expression is unusually confused, but it quickly changes to her usual blank expression.”
“That’s obvious—Marguerite, and my happiness is linked to your happiness, who serves as my chamberlain.”
“…Sir, yes. I will protect you both while also protecting myself.”
“Umu. I’m hoping so.”
Hanna’s restatement elicited a satisfied nod from me.
She simply lowered her head without changing her expression.
“…Hanna, isn’t your mouth a little loose?”
“Eh?! It’s just your imagination.”
Marguerite looked at Hanna, which was unusual for her, and spoke in a slightly low voice.
Hanna turned her face away.
Then, Marguerite said to me,
“Now…From now on, I’ll be fighting alongside Dietrich-sama…”
“What?!”
I flinch as Marguerite gives me a sharp look.
N-No, I don’t remember seeing such a sharp look on her face, not even in my previous life!
“…By the way, could you elaborate on that right cheek?”
“W-What?!”
Oh sh*t! Did Marquess Metzelder’s kiss still leave an imprint on me?!
“…Here you go.”
“…U-Umu.”
Hanna uses a hand mirror to take a picture of my right cheek.
Hanna’s stare was as icy as Marguerite’s.
Following that, Marguerite and Hanna interrogated me incessantly.
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“Marguerite-sama—I know you have a lot to say, but the party has come to an end.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Marguerite nodded reluctantly when Hannah whispered in her ear.
Though I’ve been cornered this much, she still won’t let it go…
But…
“Haha…”
Despite Marguerite’s reprimand, I couldn’t stop laughing.
“… Dietrich-sama, what’s so funny?”
“No, I’m sorry—I just assumed Marguerite was unusually envious.”
I apologized to her, a wry smile on my face.
Then
“…I don’t want Dietrich-sama taken away from me…”
“Ah…”
Haha… Except for Marguerite, no one ever came close to me in my previous life.
So it’s no surprise that I’ve never seen her feel envious.
“Don’t worry. There are no women in this country who would be interested in me.”
“”Are you serious? “‘
… Why are you both staring at me like that?
“Ahem…more importantly, they’re probably expecting us to return.”
“…I suppose so.”
Marguerite still appears to be in a bad mood.
But…There is something she should know more about… so
I have arrived at the following conclusion.
If I don’t do that, how can you believe me?
“Marguerite.”
I knelt in front of her and extended my right hand.
“…Anyway, let’s go back.”
“Yes…”
Marguerite took my right hand in hers as we exited the reception and made our way down the hall.
On the way there.
“…Could you spare a few minutes after the party?”
“Eh?! Y-Yes…”
I whispered softly in Marguerite’s ear, and she nodded, her cheeks flushed.