The Noble Girl Living in Debt

After talking to Ernesto Balteremon, I came home with a frustration and a frustration. Agnes is greeted at the door today.

--Agnès Reverge, the saint of tragedy.

Such a rumor has spread, the person himself has no way to know. The stigma was fine, but this time another problem had arisen.

"Hey, I have a story."

Soon after returning, Bernard took Agnes to his office.

Point to the chaise lounge and tell them to sit opposite.

Agnes was nervous at the sudden call.

Speak to her after saying that it's not a bad story.

Naturally, let's refrain from saying bad rumors in the capital city.

"Do you know the Queen's wine?"

"Yes. It's a specialty of a southwestern town, right?"

"That's it"

Agnes knew the sake of the village where Lazar's relatives were. Then I think the story is quick.

"Do you like sake?"

"No, never."

"Yes. Queen's wine seems to be sweet and easy to drink.

"Are you left?"

I heard that the village was peaceful, surrounded by vineyards. Sake is a quality priority and is carefully and carefully made.

Lazar said that there were few young girls and would be treated with care.

I thought it was much better than being in the royal capital that wielded her.

"My boss' relatives are lords in the village there."

"Yes"

"There is a story about not wanting to live."

"Wow, am I?"

"Oh, it's better than here. The welcome side welcomes me."

Agnes opened his eyes, and then expressed a confused expression.

I think Bernard is reasonable. She is a young lady who has never left the royal capital. She would be worried about living in a distant place.

Agnies keeps her eyes silent.

Bernard has no words to say.

If you groan while scratching the back of your head, Agnies meets your eyes.

The line of sight was familiar. It has the same eyes as a kitten abandoned on a rainy day. I feel like I'm commanding something bad.

"Well, that's it. It's good to talk to Jizil once. Think hard and decide."

"……Yes"

Agnes bowed deeply and went out of the room.

◇◇◇

Bernard called out with a serious face, saying "there is a story," and the sentence was astonishing to Agnes.

"--Ah!"

Dizziness (dizziness) due to too much impact, clasping hands against wall.

The view was confused as I swirled in my head.

Bernard ordered Agnes to emigrate. I couldn't ask why. I know why.

A person from a house whose aristocracy has been stripped away, does not serve as a servant herself. There was no reason to stay here.

It can only be said to be complicated.

Bernard didn't want to make a mess. The emigrant recommended a quiet, beautiful place where Agnes could live.

――Anies

He was heard by Jizil and was surprised.

"What's wrong? Is it bad?"

"No"

"No, my complexion is deep blue!"

If you let go of the wall without worrying, you will stagger.

"Is it okay?"

"I'm sorry……"

Walk to the rest area with your hips supported by Jizil.

Sit in a chair and breathe out. The dizziness had already subsided.

"Thank you, Jizil."

"Yes, it's fine."

Jizil holds a teapot and pours steamed herbal tea into a cup. And I put some sweets wrapped in silver paper.

Sit next door and talk.

"Isn't that bad?"

"……Yes"

"Well, this is the medicine."

What was pointed was chocolate like a plate.

"This is?"

"It's delicious (chocolat) eat (deliche) chocolate (a manju) from FAS"

Gizil is split in half and handed to Agnes. She peeled off the silver paper and was just biting.

"Yeah, delicious"

Agnes watches the situation without blinking.

This is the first time I have seen plate-shaped chocolate, and I have never experienced eating it as it is.

With a strange face, Jizil declared that the chocolate was to be eaten this way.

"This is actually a stock to make hot chocolate (chocolat show), but when you get tired or depressed, you just bite it.

"Really?"

"Yes, because it's medicine, eat it all."

"Yes, I see."

Agnes bites at the plate chocolate.

There was a sound of pakiri.

If you chew, the crisp texture and sweetness will spread in your mouth.

It is completely different from the thick and smooth chocolate you have eaten up to now. It was hard and had to be firmly crushed, but it felt like it was going through my heart.

Understand what Jizil called a drug.

Aneys ate half of the chocolate while drinking bitter herbal tea.

"... Thank you, Jizil."

"Is it just a little better?"

"Yes"

Jizil patted her back gently.

Eating chocolate made me feel better, but a little mist remained in my heart.

Agnes decided to give her courage to consult.

"Um, Jizil. I want to talk a bit ..."

"Okay, let's talk to Miel on the third floor."

The rest area was moved to the kitchen on the third floor because of the traffic.

◇◇◇

Agnes told Gisir a proposal from Bernard.

"If you have a husband, you suddenly do that."

"I've heard that the southwestern village is a very comfortable place to live."

"that's right, but……"

Jizil, complaining to Bernard, swallows words on the way.

The other day, I just learned about the story of Agnes in a magazine that Eric bought.

The situation surrounding her is changing rapidly.

This time we are heading in a dangerous direction. So Jizil thinks he feels a sense of crisis.

"Your husband told Agnes to decide?"

"Yes"

"What to do?"

"I--"

I understood the situation surrounding myself well.

Being an awkward aristocrat's former daughter and difficult to handle. If Barre is helping her, Bernard's position will be worse. Being here doesn't do anything useful.

"I know it's best to emigrate, as my husband says .... but I haven't yet been able to give back. And it's sad to break up with you and Miel."

The mind that understands that it is better to go out because it is only annoying to stay here and the mind that wants to stay here and stay with Bernard are struggling.

"Anies can decide."

"Such ..."

"Okay, because my husband is determined to bring you here, so you don't have to think about your partner. Live like that "

Live as you like.

It was the first word I heard in my life.

For Agnes, who lived as her father wanted and had no choice, she could weigh heavily on Zusin.

-I want to be with Bernard. But that's all.

It was only one wish of Agnes. I ask myself many times to see if that is okay.

It was painful to live as my father wanted.

However, there was no life other than walking on that path.

This time, Agnes himself has a choice.

Then, I thought so, to live as I want to live.

Raise your prone face and look straight at Jizil.

And he spoke with determination.

"I want to live here"

She wants.

Rent a room in Bernard's mansion and live as a servant.

The words shook for my first choice.

Jizil hugged Agnes' shoulders and encouraged him to work together.