The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

"Shayla, please. Trust me. - Never, no matter what, get your hands on the meal served at the feast."

Before the feast, in a rush of time. There are not many places where Deanna, who was already a 'Red Rose' specification, can move discreetly.

There was nothing Deanna could do but throw a one-sided word of advice in the voice of 'Dee', aiming at the gap where Shayla, who was colluding with her friends, became just one.

Bell seemed to have slipped through the surveillance gap, dressed in a kitchen maiden's uniform that seemed to have crept somewhere, anticipating a gap in the smaller number of people in the kitchen, and gently swayed the contents of a suspicious vial on Shayla's meal. In carrying the feast meal, Mrs. Magnome's care with nametags on each meal is taken backwards so that the lady in charge does not get lost.

It is a coincidence that the samurai who informed Luli witnessed the scene. She said she was a new American who went up to the rear palace at the same time as Shayla's samurai, Marika, and happened to get lost and reach near the kitchen. Bell's face said, "That's the private maiden of Countess Tandor who did terrible things to Lady Shayla!" It was taught by Marika in her contemporaries, and at the same time the seniors working together said, "In case you see Belle behaving suspiciously, let me or Luli, the brunette brunette samurai, know". The honest girl shook up when she saw the obviously suspicious scene, ran to the dark clouds in the rear palace, and was cautioned by a misguided lurie, "Walk the hallway," and as soon as her eyes met, she cried out with relief and fear?

Hearing from a crying samurai, Lurie, taking what she takes, informed Deanna - who received it, immediately sent a running letter to Mrs. Magnom and Chris of the rear palace Kingsguard, "Named".

But the hour is already late. The lower side rooms have already gathered in the garden and the first pastime has begun on stage. The appearance of "The Red Rose" was the last, with little time left for Deanna, but neither the time to change meals nor… to cancel the feast anymore existed. The only thing Deanna could have done in the time left is to get close to Shayla and advise her.

"Dear Red Rose, Welcome"

In Mrs. Magnome's mouth, Deanna, escorted by Mia and on her seat, became aware of herself in unprecedented fear.

(I wonder what. tremendously...... creepy, bad)

To Belle, to Rhino, to Oleg, to Normard. Each had surveillance. "Darkness" is not enough, so Bell is replaced by the samurai, Rhino and Oleg also ask the outer chamber to cooperate, and the most dangerous norm focuses on the "darkness" of the Crestor family.

Naturally, the exchange of letters and parcels should have been an immediate situation.

And yet. Why.... how.

(No one on surveillance noticed, and the vial was in Bell's hands? Everyone has been silent for the past week and I haven't even exchanged letters. Since when, did Bell have a vial?

"Something" that doesn't make sense twitches and erodes Deanna.

Deanna was desperate to get rid of a fear she'd never felt before.

(I can't help but think about it. What to do now)

Sheila's, preserving her life...

The idea of congratulating Bell on the contents of the vial he was sprinkling is a versatile condiment that makes the food tasty is not held by anyone involved. Ten to eighty-nine - poison, I guess.

Sophia - Liliane is finally trying to use a restraining hand that makes it easiest to get rid of the disturbers.

(I won't let you die. No matter what, no one, right in front of me, can die)

Not because Deanna is a 'Red Rose'. Simply because Deanna doesn't want anyone to die.

Deanna has decided that she won't lie to her heart anymore.

"Your Majesty, you are here. Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up."

In the words of Mrs. Magnome, the side chambers rise together and take deep thanks.

Signs of Juke passed right in front of me, next to Deanna, and stopped.

"Everyone got together a lot today. Face up, sit down but be good"

With Juke's voice, the side chambers move in unison again. I made sure everyone got to their seats and one juke nodded.

"I am deeply grateful for the dedication of those people from everyday life. Tonight is a short night, but we have a feast seat for everyone to enjoy. - I want you to talk to each other intimately, not to be trapped up and down your identity."

At the end of Juke's greeting, the music plays and the lights light up on the stage. The dancers appeared to jump, and the graceful dance began.

And - that must have been the signal. In turn, meals are brought from the king.

If you look sideways, the complexion of the juke in front of the meal is bad, minus that it's night. Both Rhea and Yolanda, who speak calmly, and Leticia, who took Cutlery, smiled just fine, but the color of their eyes was rugged.

"Red Rose -"

Juke calls out, confused by the sound of the music. I listened, so I insisted.

"Mrs. Magnome told me."

"Anything, hands?

"Told me to destroy the meal...!

"- Unfortunately, the circular didn't seem to make it"

The edge of a seat made to enclose the stage. Turn your back on the pond where ornamental fish swim, in that place.

Before the sitting Shayla, exactly now, the meal was placed.

In the long run, I can tell that Shayla's expression is strong.

Why, the word leaked from next door.

"The samurai who carried the meal is probably the other hand"

"Protect the meal, do you mean"

"As for His Majesty's thoughts, I also thought. But......"

I just broke Shayla's meal in the kitchen, and Bell has the vial.

If yes, but you want to make Shayla a deceased. In anticipation of Shayla's meal not working, she must be preparing to keep the vial in Sofia and, in case, poison it directly.

... then. I advised Shayla not to eat, and things happened on top of that, then.

- Your Majesty.

"What?"

"From now on, at the feast seat, whatever happens. Your Majesty, behave yourself."

"... what are you going to do?

"To keep no one dead and to preserve the peace of the rear house and the country. I'm the only one who can do it."

Recently, my surroundings have become full of comprehenders, though I tend to forget by accident.

Deanna is Countess Crester. She is a notorious daughter with two names: "Princess Rose of the Blooming Ice Flame".

To protect what you want, to protect as much as you want. - We'll use whatever we can at this time.

- With determination quietly in her chest, Deanna gently, meditated.

For some time after the beginning, the feast, which was an atmosphere of quiet speaking between those close to the seat, also becomes a little more relaxed and lively over time. You can see not only the person next to you, but also the side room where you take your seats to talk to your friends a little further away from your seats or talk to each other and change seats. - Mostly in "Red Roses".

(If you look at it this way, you can see it a lot more clearly)

It was clearly communicated that today's feast was disrespectful, so leaving the first seat guided is not an act to be blamed separately. In other words, it's like a people's outdoor party. Assuming also that she walks away from her seat, Mrs. Magnome places her desk and chairs.

But the 'feast' of the basic nobility - in the form in which a desk and chair are set up and the dish is brought before it - is called the 'Supper Party'. It is considered insane and disrespectful to stand, move, let alone change seats during a meal for the guided seats. From the perspective of those who only know such aristocratic 'common sense', this feast, with its invitees walking around everywhere, may feel unusual, even though it is open within the royal palace.

In evidence of this, it is the side chambers from emerging aristocracy that move around with relative ease, with a sense of closeness to the people among the 'Red Roses'. They are aristocrats, but I guess the familiar habit that comes to mind when I hear 'Feast' is the outdoor party of the people. He gathers within his peers, laughs from time to time, and looks like he's having fun.

And - the 'peony' side chambers, who have not clearly put them into attitude because the king is also a place to be present, but look at them with such chilling contempt. Unaware of the people's "feast," they measure the side chambers of emerging aristocracy, albeit only with their own "common sense". That was the gaze of truth.

(Well...... I don't think all of them are mistakes, either)

Some say to follow the township when you enter it. If you are going to be a nobleman, you will also need to study the common sense of the nobility and make an effort to adapt it to the other's culture. More than fifty years after the rise of the emerging aristocracy, the time is just past when it will be done with "forgiveness because I didn't know it".

but. If we want them to know their 'common sense', wouldn't it also be necessary to make the same effort to know their 'common sense'? One-way relationships cannot be considered healthy.

We don't know who they are, we just push our 'common sense' and scorn them for being different. If you keep doing that, it's natural that there will be a crack between the two.

The rear palace now is also a thumbnail of the kingdom aristocracy.

I thought about what was going on - and I heard the quiet sigh next door.

"Deep roots... na"

"Sire?"

"Maintenance and innovation. My father was also heartbroken by this conflict between the two factions. Even after I became king, it was felt that there was a gulf between the two... at least because I had never seen one before in an important political setting."

"Didn't you think that the bipartisan crack was something so serious...?

"Keep your eyes open, it's so remarkable,"

Deanna nods softly at the squeal she was zeroed with her self-derision.

"I hear more than my father that His Majesty's education involved mainly the Ministry of the Interior. The Ministry of the Interior has long had a strong conservative colour, and therefore His Majesty's thought would also have been directed to conservative stopovers without realizing it. … Perhaps those innovators who knew it decided that this was not yet the time to stand before His Majesty and that they had adjusted so that there would be no visible conflict"

"That's how conservatives grew.... contention, just dived. If you look at this, you'll know better if you don't like it."

The attitude of the 'Peony' ladies is not obvious, but Juke seems to have correctly read the diagram of the current rear palace conflict from them and from the appearance of the 'Red Roses' and 'Peony' who do not even try to get close to each other.

Feeling Juke's readiness to stop running away and face him upright without distracting herself, Deanna smiled.

"I thought the same thing. - In the summer, enter the palace."

"Red Rose..."

"I had no interest or interest in a factional feud in the Royal Palace. If we hadn't gone into the backyard, we would have spent so much time without knowing that this conflict between the two factions was so intense and deep-rooted."

"It's..."

Deanna turns straight forward and tells him so that he can wear it on a juke hammer mixed with bitter things.

"But - I don't think it would have been better if I hadn't known."

"... all the hard work, and yet?

"Sure, it's a lot of hard work... more than that, a lot, what I'm getting"

I don't want to mourn what's in my hand, rather than hold it desperately and keep running away.

By standing up with his hands wide open, more treasures than he had at first jumped into Deanna's pocket.

And that's... something I can't wait to see Deanna want, but I've given up.

- We can trust each other, we are 'friends' and 'buddies'.

Now I think of what's in me, and a warm 'something' springs up in Deanna's heart.

"At first, it was a accomplishment. Thinking about the situation, I wonder if it would be best to move like this... what a feeling it was to that extent."

"Yes, was it?

I'm not a saint, am I? I want to live happily ever after, I'm a seventeen-year-old girl everywhere. "

"I don't think you can do that."

"The fact is, it is. - 'Cause I can work a lot harder' now 'wanting to protect my loved ones than I did for' the country 'or when' peace 'was moving in such a big name"

It's true that I don't want there to be a war. I don't want to go through that 'reality' where my life would have been more alive, but disappears relentlessly in front of me, again if I could. Because of "that," Deanna, after entering the palace, was able to move for the stability of the rear palace without thinking deeply.

But. "Now," no. Although similar, the key parts have changed.

No words, I just saw Deanna as she was, and she believed in "Deanna," the "Between the Red Roses" maids.

The three of them, "Between Names," grabbed me with no hesitation whatsoever, a hand I reached out with prayerful thoughts, wanting help for the stability of the rear palace.

Prepared to be stained with evil, he could not be stained with evil, he cried without a voice in its confines, and at the end he believed and deposited his heart, Mia.

And - I find "Deanna" in "Red Rose," and she favors me from the start without changing, best friend (Shayla).

- What I wish for is such a future, where one of my loved ones laughs happily without any worries.

In the end, Deanna wonders if she's a monster. The specific gravity leans more towards the 'reality' in front of us than the vague concept of 'country'. There is stability and peace in the kingdom on the extension of that desire to make every one of my loved ones happy. What you're aiming for shouldn't change, but 'now' is much better, not lost in feelings, not in deeds.

"If I hadn't gotten into the rear palace, if I hadn't been involved in factional strife and struggled, I would still have spent some time in my own little world, desperate on my own to the outside world. You would have been unable to get out of the vice of arrogantly fitting people into the frame, not knowing the dignity and warmth of the bonds you believe in and connect with others. - Not to mention the importance of putting your hands in front of high walls, working with trusted associates and crossing them together, etc., without realizing it for life."

Quiet, quiet, spin words. With the feast and the stage showing its culminating exuberance, as the eyes of all the side chambers nailed to the stage - Countess Tandor, Sophia and her companions, I saw them softly rise.

(Ah -...)

If I could, I didn't want you to set me up with anything.

It would have been nice if you had forgotten about this dreamy feast, horrible plot, etc. overflowing with Mrs. Magnome's care.

I'm ready that it won't, and I still can't help wishing that...

"I don't think I hate this temple anymore when I've got everything I want."

- Whatever happens, to the extent you take it for granted, trying to decide 'there was nothing'.

With determination in her chest, Deanna rises without making a sound. No matter how disrespectful, it was unusual for the king of the seat and 'named' to take a seat, but the stage was so gorgeous that no one noticed the oddity of 'Red Rose'.

Only one person noticed her. - I was exchanging words, only the king.

"- Red rose?

"Your Majesty, I promise."

Whatever happens next.

Stand tall and behave like a king.

The meaning of 'Promise' is immediately apparent. Turn off the signs, Deanna's on her way, beyond.

Since the meal was placed with the start of the feast, I didn't move a single step from the spot and didn't even try to reach for the meal, just one side room. - It was Shayla Carrerdo.

Distracted by the noise of the stage, at some point she is surrounded by Sofia and other 'red rose extremists'. At the beginning of the feast, it seemed like you were with me for caution or two friends, but I guess they both had their own company and couldn't have stayed close to Shayla the whole time.

As I approached the bush quietly, I was able to hear the conversation between Shayla and Sofia.

"A long time, are you not wearing it?

"No way, I won't let you tell me you can't eat the meal Your Majesty has prepared for you, will you?

"That looks... very, very delicious..."

"Was it some kind of bad ingredient? Then you can choose what you're likely to eat and eat."

I was expecting it. After all, they're looking to feed Shayla what's on the meal.

Sneaking a peek at how things were going, the Sofias were all smiling and seemed to even look friendly to Shayla if they didn't even hear her voice.

Sophia lifts the soup cup over the meal and offers it in front of Shayla.

"Look, Master Shayla. The soup will go cold if you leave it alone any longer."

"I got it for both of us, but it's delicious and warms my body."

"You don't look well, and you need to eat properly."

Shayla stared at the soup cup in front of her with clear sky eyes - slowly, clearly, shaking her neck to the side.

"Thank you for your concern....... but Dear Sophia, I have one who believes more than you do."

"Huh...?

"Dear Sophia. To Master Sophia, are you there? I don't know what he looks like, just his voice, but I can believe him unconditionally. Believe me, no matter what happens as a result, I don't regret it. - The more so, the more important one."

Straight, just quiet, stared at. Sophia's hands tremble and her feet fall unconsciously back.

- At that moment, Shayla did, overwhelm the Sofias.

"Dear Sophia. Not yet, we'll make it. Even if we're talking like this, we can end it with just a chat. Please don't make Deanna sad that you're risking your life."

Shayla's words, even though she was just talking quietly, her presence was excessive in dominating this place.

A man who decides to be ready is sure to be strong, only for what he decides to be prepared for.

"- You must be the one grieving Deanna!

"Even if that were the case, as much as Deanna doesn't want this to happen, if you look at that one, you'll see!!

- I'm not sure, I'm not confused by third party paranoia either. One-handed, that's real strength.

Deanna was popping out before her upside-down Sophia grabbed Shayla's hair and forced her soup into her mouth.

"Dear Sophia. What kind of play is that?

"Beh, Red Rose...... eh"

"You can't enjoy the stage or half the time you're turning your back, can you? Your seat was a place where you could see the stage from the side, right? What can I do for you on such an end?"

Sophia lowered her hand powerlessly and returned the soup cup to the top of the meal. The other ladies, step by step, take distance from Shayla.

Sophia, who was blue, turned to Deanna, as I recall.

"Dear Red Rose! This one, Master Shayla, does not intend to lay hands on the meals that His Majesty has given her in awe! That's disrespectful, we were just trying to tell you."

That, Sophia's voice.

The onstage ceremony ended and sounded sobering in the freshly stopped garden of music.

I can see that the gaze of the side chambers, who had previously paid attention to the stage and had not even noticed the noise, is concentrated simultaneously.

(... here, it's not good to say 'you don't have to eat')

Almost everyone will be paying attention. Here, if Deanna holds Shayla's shoulder and scorns the 'king' meal, it will only feed on the 'peony' and conservatives. Deanna, there is nothing to be done if only one person is to be said badly, but now she is the 'Red Rose', a being that binds the innovators of the rear palace. If she behaves in such a way as to belittle the 'king', it would be a flaw for the whole innovator.

(Totally...... they do it)

Isn't there only one hand Deanna can hit in this situation?

I can't believe that 'this' is the only way now that I've decided to meet Shayla without taking care of it, giving her the "Snow Moon" violin.

"Oh... that's true. Master Shayla, don't you have an appetite?

Even though she didn't speak out loud, Deanna's evil voice often resonates in the clear night sky.

In reality, all she can do is laugh, her lips arc.

- Against the backdrop of a full starry sky, there he was.

"My beloved, I cannot eat a meal from His Majesty the King, for whatever reason."

Beautiful than the three moons.

More demonic than a candlestick that lights up loudly.

More scary than night darkness...

"Very, very nice."

- Ice flaming, Princess Rose.

Deanna gracefully moves on as everyone freezes.

Deanna gave her a glossy laugh as she approached Shayla without any hesitation.

Finger the end of the desk given to Shayla... In natural motion, we reach the base of the meal.

Make sure there's no one behind Shayla.

(I'm sorry, Shayla -)

I apologized in my heart and at the same time unbalanced my body, I put my strength into the fingertips that made me dive into the back of the foundation and jumped out of my thoughts -!

"Ahhh!

"Dear Red Rose!

The silence turns away from the painful space, and several screams rise in the courtyard.

From the surroundings, it would have seemed that 'Red Rose', angry at Shayla's disrespectful demeanor, approached her to do something and flipped Shayla's meal on a clap that fell on something. - It is trivial that the food on the meal flew into a space where no one, without Shayla or those who were nearby, before the 'show', where 'Red Rose' crept into the lower side room.

To Deanna on her knees, Mia rushes over. Her face was blue, not acting.

"Dear Red Rose! Doesn't it matter?

"Hehe. What I've done has gone wrong."

Ask Mia to lend a hand, get up, and make sure Shayla's meal is completely broken.

Now, Shayla won't eat meals -.

Relax, unexpectedly, I got a zero grin.

Look for what needs to be said to Shayla, who has her eyes wide open.

"I'm sorry, Master Shayla. I ruined your food."

"Yes, uh. You know, Deanna, Sama..."

"But you don't mind, do you? Originally, it was a meal I didn't intend to eat."

Now, that's good. Deanna, yes, tells herself.

Deanna had decided on Shayla's meal since she was told something had been mixed up.

Cancellation of the feast, but not in time.

The destruction of the meal didn't happen in time.

Advice Vain, like Shayla mouthing a meal, the worst came, then.

Before Shayla's life is threatened, as "Red Rose," I thought I'd flip Shayla's meal -.

It would be inconceivable, if normal, to outrage to ruin the meal of the other side chambers given by the King in The Feast of Stargazing. Be reprehensible, regardless of your identity up or down.

But only Deanna. Only the 'Red Rose', who is the head of the side chamber and is externally considered the 'king's pet princess', will receive no outright condemnation. I can end with an "accidental snort" word.

Furthermore, before turning the meal upside down, he would have been able to blame Shayla for her disrespect for the king, so that she could know that the 'Red Rose' was a man on the king's side. Attack material from conservatives that is disrespectful to 'Red Roses' and innovators should now be sealed.

The thick-faced shame of crippling the king's meal and ending it with 'accidental' is also all the more so if his own pleasure prevails and he is relentless to those who defy him, 'Princess Rose of the Blooming Ice Flame'. Instead, I can ask you to convert yourself to a shameless attitude that says, "I am forgiven because I am loved by the king".

No senseless waves between factions. The worst part of being out of conscience doesn't seem strange.

At times of need, I knew that I was the only one who could take the best hand in protecting Shayla and the country, both of which were "Red Roses" and "Countess Crester". Now, even if we lose the favor from Shayla, Deanna doesn't have one regret.

... Though my chest hurts in an irresistible reality.

"Ladies and gentlemen. You can't feed me what I don't have. The feast is almost over, and let's get back to our seats, shall we?

With all due respect, I smile at Sophia and the others. I guess Ten himself has just realized Deanna's sincerity. I can't seem to hide my surprise and confusion.

(Now it's time to pass it on -)

Deanna said she didn't want someone to die.

Under Deanna's gaze, with no strength, the Sophias move back to the seat they were given.

I managed, I... Relax, I lost my shoulder strength, by the way.

"Ahhh!!

An unusual scream echoed a little further away, from the vicinity where Shayla's meal fell.

"What's the matter," Mrs. Magnome approaches.

"The fish. Of the pond, the fish!

My spine's getting cold. Behind Shayla, a space where no one else is.

- Ahead of flying the meal, what happened?

"It's floating. It's dead. Until just now, I was swimming normally!

Takeshi.

In the courtyard, a twist ran.

What do you mean? The fish is dead. I was fine until just now. No, why not?

Blinking takes the form of words, gradually, gradually becoming larger.

"No way - is there poison in Master Shayla's meal?

... Who did you say that was fulfilling?

The more ominous the word, the more anxiety-provoking the word, the sharper the human ear picks up. "That's not true," he denied. Before the three words of "named," I found that the word poison, ran through between the side chambers and permeated them as facts.

Poison your meal? But who the hell?

Speaking of which, it seems that Sophia and the others were somewhat persistent in recommending meals to Shayla.

Hey, Sophia and the others.

Interfering with His Majesty's friendship with the Red Rose, trying to get rid of the end side chamber -?

Coming up. The speculation became certain, and a definite 'fact'.

In front of the king, if it becomes so much noise. It is imperative that you be shouted in order to find out the truth.

It would be difficult to detect toxins from dead pond fish, though. If you examine the remains of Shayla's meal, which is now scattered on the ground, there is a good chance that there will be a toxic reaction.

Found the poison. When the men who planned it are revealed.

What happens? How far does the aftermath go?

- At least, the rear palace, it can't stay the way it is.

(No......)

I made up my mind.

Nobody has to die.

That's not just Shayla. It's used, it's the same thing with Sofia.

If you are to be judged, it is the 'mastermind' that is manipulating this matter that should truly be judged.

That, in order to...

"... oh, oh"

Passes well without tension, in Deanna's born voice. Quiet the scene at the same time. Just can't beat the noise of less than a hundred people, what's a 'bad guy's voice'?

In the upper seat, I can see Juke, who was about to scream something now, shutting his mouth.

Yeah. That's fine. "The King" comes after this.

"That's quite an interesting story. A pond fish accidentally dies, and the cause is Master Shayla's meal?

Slow, slow. Footsteps up, move on. I slipped through a desk lined up, and Shayla's meal was scattered, stopping by the pond.

He quickly ran his gaze to the ground and was falling on the grass, relatively large and well visible, picking up a chunk of meat.

I'm looking this way, looking around at all the eyes.

Laugh. - Vibrant.

Deanna threw the meat into her mouth at once.

A voiceless scream fills the courtyard.

In a noisy space, Deanna was alone, calm.

(This, smell. This stinging irritation, unlike the spices used. unnatural sweetness, apart from the original meat -)

Taste thoroughly in your mouth and analyze.

I swallowed all of that before Mia and Mrs. Magnome could stop me running by.

Tell the two people with different complexions to just look (okay).

And magnificently - to all who are here, including the king, I proclaimed.

"Then it would be strange if I, now that I have eaten meat, were not called to the same place as the fish in this pond... isn't that odd? Nothing's changed."

Come on. - Now.

Deanna's strong gaze definitely reached the one who sent her.

The king of the seat, rises.

"Is everything all right, Red Rose"

"Yes, Your Majesty"

"Right. But then why the fish..."

"Come on...... because fish have weaknesses in fish. If it's because of the meal that fell into the pond, at least it doesn't seem poisonous. Well, there are mountains of nutrients for humans and poisonous ingredients for other creatures."

"I see. Hilarious, but good if you don't have any problems. - More so, when the meal fell, my body seemed inclined."

"It's embarrassing...... Actually, I've been feeling a little anemic since this morning. Friendly people gathered, so I approached to say hello, but not to get used to it."

Gradually, my breathing becomes painful. Deep breaths were avoided and shallow breaths were repeated in an effort to relieve symptoms.

Fall, you can't, you can't. - Not yet, here.

Ahead of Xia's sight, there is a voice of juke.

"Was it? I couldn't help but notice.... It's time for the feast to end. Get back to your room and rest."

"Thank you for your concern. Sweet for your words, let me step back."

Drop your knees, pick your dress and bow your head deeply, the highest tribute to the royalty.

It is difficult to balance even when it is normal to do so with guts, in a fading consciousness.

"Oh. - Back off."

The appearance of the courtyard, which was looking blurry, stained black.

Don't rely on your sight, rely only on your senses through the garden, up the stairs.

but I heard the door opening in "Between the Red Roses".

"Dear Deanna!!

"Oh, my goodness -!"

Of the samurai, ahead of the scream.

The warmth that touches my shoulders makes me feel equal to my sisters, together, from the moment I feel like it.

Because I knew she was waiting in her room. I could have stepped out on this extremely dangerous bet.

"Li, ta"

- Yes, Deanna.

Used, poison. It mainly acts on the respiratory tract.

And the antidote, if the analysis is correct, should be able to make it.

"Dan... of, root and, pe, of, snap, mi. Ha, Tsu, Ha, Bee, of… Ha,"

"Dear Deana? Hold on, hold on!

Because all the ingredients are in the Crestor Mansion in Wangdu.

Tell 'Darkness' to make an antidote and bring it to me...

Entrusted with a wish, Deanna's consciousness sank to the bottom of the chaos.