20 19. The outward princess confirms.

The sound of kings, kings and metals echoing each other echoes in the garden.

At the same time, a few unusual voices mix together.

"Wait, Pride! You need to go out with me..."

First Prince Stale Royal Ivy, ten years old.

"Sister, don't push me too hard.

Second Princess Tiara Royal Ivy, age nine

"Don't worry, Style, Tiara. Because I have a proper teacher.

Pride Royal Ivy, eleven.

If you were aware, three years of months had passed since you regained your memory of your previous life.

And seven more years of life.

But these past three years have been really peaceful days. Without the stills feeling harder than that, Tiara won't be trapped in the tower of separation.

Speaking of things that have changed, is it about the fact that I have met my mother frequently? Tiara is now out of hand, and I guess I have a lot to identify and teach because I myself was recognized as the next queen.

But it still doesn't even bode well for me to take over the throne early and be queen, as in the game.

Well, I still don't want to be in a hurry as a surviving and understudied mother and father.

Instead, I have been wondering lately if you will extend me a little later when I am acquitted if you will stay behind in your queen reign.

Recently, I've almost finished reading the historical books in the castle, and in my spare time I started reading and fishing for books about the laws of this country.

The law is interesting when it's intertwined and deciphered with the knowledge of history I've learned, and I enjoyed putting that together myself to teach Steele and Tiara. I'm extra happy to think it's going to be a good study for both of us.

Even before this, knowing the law signed from a certain age, and recalling the chronological order of the royal family of history, he said, "Since this law was signed, it seems that even royalty no longer rarely marries brothers and sisters in law. When I talked to him," Style reacted thoughtfully, "Eh..." They still didn't know there was a marriage between siblings. Though I knew because I play stealth routes with Tiara in games of my previous life. Tiara was also listening to it with interest.

It's just that there Tiara says, "I mean... do you mean me and my brother, or your sister and brother can get married too?" It was tough when they asked me, before I nodded, when Style hit his head on the table in a grand way. To see the style that made him bright red to the face, maybe he's already started sprouting more emotions than his siblings for Tiara before the game.... That makes me really not know my current situation because I also feel that the time for pleading guilty is rather approaching.

What we are doing today is also to get a little idea of the current situation.

Right now, me and Stayle aren't enjoying our reading time as usual. We're in the middle of our first full-scale sword archery in each other's lives.

"That said, you joined my escort martial arts this morning!

Style's voice screaming like that also sounded slightly really angry.

Steele, who grew up as a prince, turned ten the other day and was to learn swords and protective martial arts in earnest. She didn't receive anything basic even before that because she was my assistant, but the full content starts today.

And me, too.

As a queen, I could not call my teacher to say that there was no need for swords or protective martial arts, but I decided to join my father for a limited day today with permission to follow the style. Except the main thing is the style.

Tiara sits in her chair from a few meters away and looks at me and Stayle.

Honestly, I don't think I really need to learn the sword or the protective martial arts that I don't need as a queen. It's just that in my life, where I feel like nothing has happened for a few years, I've already had something to check out.

It was time for Stayle to finish getting a hand job from the teacher and take a break. I asked my teacher to deal with me only for that free time.

Steps are taken and slashed, remembering what the teacher was teaching the style.

He is a mentor to the royal family, though a teacher. The arm of the sword is naturally not.

Approaching one or two steps, avoid the teacher's sword, which is lightly waved by the view, at the same time as the third landing. Keep your hands, hands and body stubborn and shrink further and further as you play with your own sword if necessary.

One more step to reach my nostalgia, I could gently pass the teacher and take my back if I stepped on the foot and bounced hard at that moment. When he gave himself a sword waved like a swinging direction and avoided it, he stopped the sword on the brink, pointing it at the teacher's throat at once.

... I knew it.

The teacher is surprised with his eyes turned, Style is holding his head and yellow screaming as Tiara holds her mouth.

See you later.

I held my sword for the first time today, and only a few times my teacher made me try to teach the style how to swing and avoid it. Yet, as I thought, my body moved, and I could take one for a teacher with sword moves that I never should have done.

That's what happened this morning, protective martial arts. Look, I just asked. The rest is the result of having the stiles work together between breaks in the same way.

I avoided all my fists, took all the hands I had grabbed, jumped over my kicking moves, and twisted my back hand to seal the movement of a large adult.

The style was blurred, and Tiara was stiffened with her mouth covered.

Horrible, lass boss cheat.

This was now the most important proof that my memory of my previous life was not a delusion but a correct memory.

Pride is not just a villain in the maiden game. It's the lass boss of this world. Besides, there's no way I have one real ally in my hateful character's girlfriend. Depending on the route, the character who should be blocked before reaching her is the target of the attack, so on the contrary, it's extra to be on the protagonist's side and stand up to pride.

Style was one of them.

On the route of the other attackers, Style stands up to the protagonists as ordered by Pride, in accordance with the contract of servitude.... but at the end of the day, the attacker was either entrusted with all the terminations and slashed, or he stuck his sword in his belly himself. I didn't make it to death, but the style of bleeding and smiling without moving was painful.

And on the stealth route, the steal will face Queen Pride with her protagonist Tiara.

Also, her special abilities are not destructive, only predictive. But Pride gets stuck with them as a lass boss on every route. It's not just a ploy or fitting.

Yes, she was strong.

Sometimes he meets with his attacking target with a sword, and sometimes he gets seriously injured by sniping from an unlikely distance, and sometimes he gets his fist waved, but he doesn't hit her. Instead, he used to take Tiara hostage in return for unintentionally targeting him to help the target of the attack.

Everything in the game said, "It's all foreseeable with predictability," but there's no way you can do that just because you can predict. For example, how many people would you avoid if a boxer told you to hit you in three seconds?

By and large, I have noticed since I became pride in this way, but why have I been avoided swords and martial arts such that Queen Pride is not even an elective rather than a must until I become queen? Honestly, though I don't think the game maker just didn't think that far.

As a result, being a pride, I don't need to train, and I have mastered it without difficulty. It's cheat ability because he's a lass boss who should hunt down the main character and the target of the attack.

"Again... my sister, who is a woman. Now, don't you have my position...

If I had noticed, the style would have been largely depressed. "My brother and his teachers said he was amazing enough," said Tiara, who rushed over from the side. But I was unnecessarily depressed by the fact that I kept it small and added, "My sister is just amazing." It's more fragile and meaningless than the one to protect, Tiara... "the grunting style is even sad.

"But my brother was praised by his teacher that your studies are the best in this country!

Tiara is trying so hard to cheer up the style that drops her shoulders.

"Yes, and Stayle is a boy. I'm sure you'll be stronger than me from now on. And..."

I made him laugh, a little hesitant to say it for a moment.

"Anyway, something that is no match for simple power.

The style gets stronger. I'm still getting taller and more physically fit than one older me. And at least the style that was burning in the game's revenge flames was getting stronger. You compete with pride with sword moves, and finally, you compete with power.

The other attackers were somewhat different in their methods, and the prevailing cause was. Pride's own weakness, perhaps it's pure arm strength. No matter how strong, the pride within the category of Queen did not come true for anyone in the arms force to be attacked, and that was often the last deciding factor.

"Hichi...?

You got a little bit of a feeling back, I'll look up at you and over here.

"Yeah, that's right. For example, if a man holds me from close range with no escape, I have no choice.

"... no escape... man..., close range... hold...,...!.

As far as I was concerned, I just wanted to tell you plainly, but the style I heard of it blued as my face looked at me with a grunt. Finally, "Pride..." he muttered somewhat, getting up loosely and putting his sword back together.

"I will...! Doctor, please continue with your professor.

The expression disappears all at once from the suddenly motivated style. The teacher who was donning to me was rushing to re-compartmentalize it as he was caught up in it.

These days, the style has become more and more faceless as we get used to the life of the castle, especially in front of our sisters and in our own time. People in the castle and in social places will smile firmly and have a richer expression, but otherwise it is utterly faceless. I used to say I wasn't good at putting my expression on the table, and I think my shoulder is losing more strength than it used to be for me to use it. Me and Tiara were used to seeing each other already, and somehow I knew what it was like to stay, even without a look on my face.

Nevertheless... when I'm suddenly so motivated, I slightly wonder if you're really after my life with game corrections. At least I can't feel that sign on my previous style. However, there was also a slight sense of killing from the style that was now soaking into the sword.

"Sister..."

Tiara was grabbing my hem when I noticed.

Kind of looks a little blue to Tiara...

"Me, I don't have the strength... and I'm not as great as your sister, but neither do I... because it comes with me...!

I have tears in my eyes about what I imagined.

"I'll be right beside you to make sure your sister doesn't fit those eyes...!

Apparently, Tiara imagined a diagram where I could really be held back by a man. I stroke her head feeling sorry for worrying.

"Thank you, Tiara. I'm sorry I took the extra care of you. But it's all right, because we have our father's style... and the Guards and the Knights.

Tiara is really girly and beautiful as she grows up. The setting of sickness and weakness also came out as a story of the past when the game started. I was a normal girl at the start of the game, but I've already mixed it up with me and the style and run around the garden more and more. He doesn't join a boulder in swords and protective martial arts like he does now, but he comes after me with Style almost every day since he started living with me.

Simply my relationship as a sister to Pride, which I'm glad I was blessed with a pretty sister and brother, but which was also Tiara's longing that I was talking about in the game. I would be even happier if I could make that happen.

Then Stayle slipped into the sword and protective martial arts as he did every day, revealing his head corner.

I also told the teachers, "Be sure to do it again! They said," but it was originally to confirm the game settings, and I politely declined because I didn't want to interfere with the style any more. By and large, "The First Princess is a savage tyrant" doesn't go out of style if there are rumors. I had to learn more about the manoeuvres and knowledge to be queen than that, and most importantly, I wanted to teach Tiara, the true queen of the future, about it early from me.

It was just hard to make a woman give up that it was an unnecessary practical skill because that tiara started saying, "I think I'll work out my body too..." Even though I was specifically forgiven today, it's a big deal in case Tiara, a weak heroine and second princess, falls for swords and protective martial arts.

This is how I finished confirming my first memory of a previous life in three years… a few months later, an exercise inspection of the Knights that I will be going with Style.

I hadn't figured out yet that something new was waiting for me there.