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Listen to my lady’s story – Villainess training record – 1
EP. 0 – The young lady is in a good mood
“Oh, Maria, are you okay?”

The Farandand kingdom, the world's largest country in the center of the Contin continent.

In a courtyard of the school that exists in a stroke of the royal capital, a beautiful girl smiled gracefully with her mouth hiding her mouth.

The name of the Isabella Variers, which shakes a luxurious blonde vertical roll that has stretched to the waist, and boasts an outstanding proportions that can be clearly understood even from a school -specific uniform with pure white and gold decorations.

He is one of the Duke of the Duke of Variers, one of the only duke of the three families in the kingdom, and is the Lord I serve.

“If you sleep forever in such a place, you'll catch a cold?”

Miss Isabella is calling out to a girl who is worried in front of her, pretending to be worried.

However, his suspended emerald eyes clearly looked down on his presence.

“Speaking of the original, your work!?”

Perhaps he read his inner heart from the attitude of such a young lady, and the girl with cherry -colored hair reveals her anger.

She, Maria Norton, was found to be a hidden child of Baron Norton, and was taken over by an orphanage from an orphanage and came to this school earlier this year.

While a young lady is a bewitching beauty with a tight face, she is a pretty girl with a pretty appearance that invites a man's asylum.

However, now Maria has fallen into a puddle formed on the ground, and his cute face and pure white uniform wearing it have become muddy and ruined.

“It's terrible, I just fell on my own, but I was worried about Isabella…”

“After all, those who are from the common people are inferior in dignity.”

“Really…, Former common people are not suitable for this school.”

Three girls around Miss Isabella react to Maria's words and blame Maria in a way.

They are all the girls in the house of the Variers, the Duke of the Variers, the house of Isabella, and they always follow the side of the lady.

“Don't be fun!

“Oh…, I'm scared…”

“Isn't it just that you just missed it?”

The girls ridiculed Maria with the eyes of seeing insects crawling on the ground, without breaking the position of Mary's inadvertent.

However, in my eyes, I was looking at the whole thing from behind, and the moment Maria tried to pass through the side of the young lady, the ring that the surrounding girls fell in was capturing the sight of emitting light.

It was shortly after that Maria was taken off by the unnatural dent that appeared on the ground and slightly lost her posture.

The gust blows as if to be overwhelmed, and Maria was completely balanced, and she fell into a puddle that appeared on the ground.

“How to use magic for this!”

As Mary says, the holes, gusts, and puddles on the ground are also caused by the “Magic” Of the girls.

It is a supernatural power that remodes the world, such as igniting from nothing, raining, causing wind, and crushing the earth.

Noble, such as the young ladies, can be born with the energy called “Magic”, The source of their power, and can use the magic to use the magic.

The nobles of the country have exercised magic for generations to develop land, defeating invaders and monsters from abroad to protect the territory.

Therefore, the nobles are proud of that, and the commoners who are benefiting are awe and respect them.

Here, the Farlant Royal Magic Academy has such a noble son and daughter, and has received various education, including magic to become a guardian or magician in the kingdom in the future.

Nevertheless, if a high -ranked house like a young lady has been hired a tutor since childhood, he has been educated in a talented talent, so he will be attending for future personal connections.

Miss Maria, who was thrown in the school for the aristocracy, but was thrown in a manner of polite and culture at all, is an obvious foreign substance, and for many students with pride as a nobleman, she is an annoying and unpleasant existence.

It was inevitable that Miss Isabella, who was the highest in such a nobleman and has the highest pride, could not be recognized for the existence of Maria, and began to eliminate her.

“What are you doing!”

I wondered if the young lady and Mary Miss had continued, and a man who could say the “Another cause” That caused this situation with screaming came.

Alberto Farlant is a man with a shining blonde and clear blue eyes and a sweet mask that attracts people.

Unfortunately, he is the first prince of the Farlant kingdom and at the same time, the fiancee of Miss Isabella.

“Are you okay, Maria?”

“Yes, Alberto…”

The prince ignored Miss Isabella, who was supposed to be his fiance, and approached her first under Maria, and embraced her in her uniform.

Maria, embraced by the prince's arm, dyed her cheeks and shyly twisted, and the prince stared at her with a smile.

Looking at the two people, no one thinks they are just friends.

This is another reason why Maria is hostile.

Miss Maria, who entered the school a few months ago, quickly approached multiple men.

In the aristocratic society of this country, where an unmarried woman is involved with a non -fiancé, the appearance of Mary, who uses coloring for many men, frowns, and many students, including young ladies, showed uncomfortable behavior.

In addition, the target of Maria's approach is an unnecessary quality because it is a face that can be said to be the future of the country, such as the son of the Knights, the son of the Knights, and the son of the magical division.

“Hmm…!”

In front of me, my fiance is showing that my fiance is getting along with other women, and the high -pride Isabella can't get angry.

A young lady still smiles gracefully, but the folded fan was screaming with Missimishi.

“I'm in a good mood, His Highness Alberto. What do you use?”

“I thought you were approaching Maria in a group, so I wondered what it was.”

The appearance of the two smiling conversations looks calm on the surface. But both of them were not laughing at all.

Despite the relationship that was determined by the house, the relationship between them was the worst, despite their fiance.

The Variers, the young lady's parents' home, are famous for the constant black rumors.

He is kidnapping the people and selling them as slaves.

He says that he sells illegal drugs.

He is connected to a criminal organization.

If you give it, there is no drill.

The prince, who has a strong sense of justice, has long hated the Variers family, and also hated the young lady raised there.

On the other hand, the young lady was only interested in the prince's face and the future king, and they could not get along.

“Well, we're just worried about Maria who has fallen. Hey, everyone?”

“Well, that's right.”

“How kind is Isabella?”

“Don't be shirabu! I guess you harassed Mary again!”

It is a red -haired man with a trained body who holds his mouth in the place where the surroundings are lifting the young lady.

Leon Russell. The son of Count Russell, the leader of the Kingdom Knight, and this man, the escort of Prince Alberto, is also one of the captives of Mary.

“You say the same thing as Maria -san. If you don't have any evidence, but you'll blame this one -sided, this will also take a corresponding response as a Duke?”

“Ugu…!”

Leon is clogged in words, as a young lady is nailed with a cold eyes by a young lady.

No matter how much the prince's aide, he is a kid of the Earl. There is no reason that such a human being will be an enemy of a duke's lady.

“Leon down”

“Ku…! I was afraid…”

“Oh, maybe it's over, but I thought it would be a little more enjoyable…”

Couscous… Cuscs…

The young lady laughed as if she was stupid, and the girls surrounded the prince's words.

“Would you stop insulting my friend?”

The prince comes forward to protect Leon.

Although it is a prince who is repairing the calm on the surface, it is not hidden that his cheeks are distorted due to anger.

“Oh, did you say something wrong? And it would be better to choose your Highness, your friend, if you are with too much human beings, you will be suspected of your Highness.”

“Tu…! It has nothing to do with you no matter who you are with.”

“It's a lot of relationship. I'm a fiancee of my Highness, so it's a natural duty to keep extra worms from getting close to your Highness.”

“You…!”

Until then, the smile that had been maintained was broken, and the prince stared at the young lady in a tremendous form, but the young lady smiled with a cool smile.

It was clear which one was dominant in this place.

“Oh, it's like this.”

“… Like that”

The glaring of the two, which seemed to last forever, was interrupted by the sound of the bell saying the end of the lunch break.

“So, but I will be rude because we have the next lesson. I will go.”

“Yes, Isabella!”

The young lady pulled the surrounding girls dashing and passed next to the prince, and left the courtyard.

“Excuse me”

If there is no young lady, there is no use here.

When I lightly bowed to the prince staring at the young lady's back with a steep expression, I left the place to follow the young ladies.

“…”

Even so, why did Mary staring at me, not a young lady?

Only that was a little worrisome.

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In general, magic is said to be roughly divided into two types.

One is a “Release magic” That releases the magical power in the body to the body, causing various phenomena, as used by the girls surrounded by young ladies earlier.

And the other is a magic called “Enhanced magic” That enhances the magical power inside the body and objects.

It is exactly the magic that the young lady is using now.

“What is that small girl!”

“Gaha…!”

The toes of the leather shoes wearing light and magical light pierce the abdomen, and my body, which was on the ground, floats slightly.

“I'm going to go to me at the end of the rising of the commoner people!”

“Gut… Ga, gaha…! Geho!”

In order to hit an inorable anger, the young lady stepped on my back on the ground many times, and each time the impact of being beaten with a hammer attacks my body.

Despite how the young lady has a feminine and delicate body, for me, a mere migration, kicks enhanced with magic have the power to be fatal one shot.

What I am alive is because the young lady has been doing it at the last minute.

After leaving the courtyard with the prince, the young lady did not return to the lecture room.

When he came to the little popular garden, he erased the smile that had been floating and exploded to me.

With that too much anger, the girls who were together have escaped for afraid to eat.

“Her Highness is also your Highness!

“Ghouh, ghouh…!”

The body of a young lady, who shouts her long blonde and shouts hysterical, overflows with dense magical power as in response to her anger, and the surrounding flowers shake violently in the aftermath.

Miss Isabella, who has a good beauty and bloodline for everyone and has high culture and intelligence, is a perfect woman.

However, one of the drawbacks is that they have grown selfishly because they have been raised without any inconvenience as a duke's daughter, and if they do not do what they want, they may immediately hit the surroundings.

The young lady has gained what it is, no matter how expensive, rare, and other people, and others.

On the other hand, there are many people who do not like it by all means, and many people have been ruined by the young lady's whim.

In the life of such a young lady, it was impossible to eliminate one lady of the Baron family who was rising.

The young lady can only repeatedly repeatedly harassing her and a little harassment for her in the prince's asylum, and she was disturbed by her surroundings as before.

Recently, the reality that does not go as expected is increasingly stressful, and the opportunity to hit me has increased.

“Who do you think you are! I'm the greatest noble in this country, Isabella Variers, the Duke of Variers!”

“Hmm… !!”

It would be a result of the experience so far that it could be guarded with both arms with both arms that responded to the explosive swelling magic.

A bad sound of the arm bone crushing with the impact of the level that was incomparable to the previous one.

“Ga…! Goo…! Gufu…!”

My body was blown away and bounced on the ground many times like a ball, crashed into the tree beyond it and finally stopped.

Severe pain ran throughout the body, and the internal organs were killed to breathe, and the mouth was leaked from the mouth.

This may be bad…

“It's all… I spent extra time because of that little girl.”

In my fading consciousness, my consciousness slowly sank into the dark, staring at the back of a young lady who was leaving the garden without worrying about this.

EP. 1 – The young lady picks up
“Huh… Huh… Shit…, Zamahamiya!”

“I” Slowly releases his hand from the broken dagger's blade, preparing the disturbed breath.

Although it was broken from the middle, it was too big for the child's hands, but it bite deep into the palm and dyed red with overflowing fresh blood.

Calat, the capital of the Farant Kingdom, the largest country in the world.

This city, which is surrounded by triple robust walls and powerful magical barriers centered on historic chalk castles, is also called the white city because of its appearance.

However, there are some dirt in such a beautiful city.

The more prosperous the kingdom prosper, the more the gap between the poverty spreads, and the society is distorted.

This slum is the result of the fallen people of life, which was driven by the distortion of the kingdom from the kingdom's outer stage.

This slum is a paradise of the shaded people, which is behind the walls and does not always reach the light of the sun, and even the Knights cannot take care of.

There is no order in this place.

There is only the fact that the winner can get everything.

Neither adult nor children have it.

That's why I was prepared to get out of the orphanage where I was born and raised, and when I participated in the survival competition in this slum.

I don't care about stealing, killing, torture, rape. I have survived, accumulating all kinds of viciousness, lucky, and a stepping on a number of corpses.

But that seems to be the end today.

“Go… Ga…, Shit…! I'm serious about the brat opponent…”

In slums, not only food but all supplies must be purchased from the front side, which is very valuable.

Naturally, they are monopolized by the organization that controls this slum, and there are only two ways to get it. Whether to get blessed or take it for them.

If you follow them, it is evident that the weak brat like us will be used properly.

I was sorry for that.

Because the slums are large, no matter how much they are dominated, the eyes of the upper layer of the tissue rarely reach the bottom.

So I was attacking only such lower Zako with my minions, but apparently it was a little overkill.

Finally, we were noticed by the upper part of a certain organization, and we were just a brutal and ignorant gathering.

Despite managing to escape, the minions are scattered and the place where they are alone is attacked by the tissue of the organization, and this is the Zama.

“Gohou…! Shit…, It's hard…”

I managed to beat the assassin with a gap, but I was more wounded and tattered than the other party.

The cough is mixed in the cough from the earliest, and it is full of scratches, and the clothes chopped into that shit are bloody.

Above all, the scratches on the back were worn (…).

The wound on the back, which has been complaining of a painful pain, is no longer felt, but even now, you can see that life is slowly spilling.

“Anyway… In a safe place…”

I don't think this is in this slum, but I should move from here as soon as possible because there is no pursuit.

Put the tattered body and slowly descend from the body of the attacker's man who was riding.

At a glance that a man who was relentlessly smiled with a grin and smiled, was eventually dead in the expression of fear and despair and laughed with his nose, and I slowly walked towards the dim alley.

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“Gu…, ぁ…”

How long have you been?

The feeling of time is no longer ambiguous, and I don't know where I am now.

During this time, the wounds continue to fall from the wound with blood, and an irreplaceable death is approaching.

“…?”

Nevertheless, my ears, which have been moving my feet, have a lively hustle and bustle that I never hear on slums.

When I raised my face, I saw many people who dressed beautifully on the street of the narrow alley.

(Yes, is this off the slum…)

In this area, which is the outer edge of the slum and the border with the front side, it is relatively safe because the knights are patroling so that the residents of the slum do not come out.

As expected, there will be no pursuers here. They don't want to be troublesome against the Knights.

“Gut…!”

Because of the security that we have secured the safety, the tension so far will be solved and the strength will be lost.

Sitting on the ground while lying back on the wall, tremendous fatigue and drowsiness hit me.

(This is… It's bad…)

Despite the ensuring safety, I was too bloody.

There is no longer even the power to stand up.

The recovery medicine (potion) has been used up in all the battles, and no one can help.

It is completely clogged.

Although I barely keep my consciousness, if I let go of my consciousness now, I will never wake up again.

“Ah… ぅ…”

Outside streets, people who dressed beautifully come and go, and the shopkeepers of the stalls on the edge of the road are calling out customers.

The lovers have a friendly arm, and a child of the same age as me is smiling with my parents.

I don't even notice the kid that everyone is dying in the alley on the side.

Of course, the world of living is different between me and them.

The world is completely divided by the border between the outer street illuminated by light and the dim alley, and the invisible walls there.

(What is the difference between me and the guy…)

That's why I can't understand this reality.

Why is this different, even though he wasn't born in a slum?

Most of them have never lived with garbage, or have never killed people.

You don't have to be afraid to eat warm meals every day and be attacked by someone when you sleep.

I can't even touch it, even though there is such a dreamy world at the end of my eyes and nose.

The facts tighten the chest as the fact is crazy.

(First of all… Na…)

Finally, the heat of the body is completely lost, and even one finger can no longer be moved.

The consciousness gradually fades, and nothing can be considered.

This is the end of my life-

“I don't like…”

Collect and reject the remaining scum.

I absolutely don't want to die like garbage in such a place.

I wasn't born for such a meaningless life!

“I do not want die…”

That's it! I still want to live!

God, if you do, I will give everything you.

That's why–!

But the reality is ruthless.

No matter how much you pray, there is no miracle.

Scared

cold

pain

sleepy

I don't like it

I do not want die

who

who

—help

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” – You have a very rare” Color “.”

I felt that I heard a voice in the disappearing consciousness.

It's a young girl, but somewhere confident.

How much time has passed since then? The five senses almost died, and the time passed without knowing anything in the darkness, but it seems that they have finally heard hallucinations.

This is a matter of time to die… No, maybe you're already dead.

“The young lady! What did you do to start running?”

For another person, I heard the hallucinations of an old woman.

Indeed, is it a selfish noble lady and its eyes?

Nevertheless, it is usually impossible for a noble to come to such a pacific.

It may be a mistake to seek common sense in hallucinations.

“Hey, Martha. Look, don't you think black hair is unusual?”

I guess black hair is still saying me.

I was in an orphanage when I was careful, so I don't know who my parents were born.

Anyway, the prostitute is a child made by a customer. It's a story I touched on slums.

What I inherited from such parents is this jet -black hair and eyes that melted the darkness of the night.

Black hair black eyes seemed to be quite unusual in this country, and with a well -organized face, it was hard to be a perverted or targeted person from an early age.

This incredible color for me seems to be interested in girls.

“Oh, a young lady!? Don't touch such a dirty corpse!”

“What are you saying, you're alive. Even so, it looks pretty shabby. Do you all like this kind of style?”

Certainly, my appearance is a cut cut with blood and dyed by blood. I admit that it's shabby, but I don't want to say that I like it.

“Young lady, I guess it's an ordinary commoner. Probably a slum person.”

“Slam?”

“Yes. It is a place where the beasts under the person who attacks people with their desires live. Even though they are children, this is also one of them.”

I knew that the residents of the slums were not well thoughtful to the front side, but it seems to be quite terrible.

Sadly, there is no element that can be refuted.

“Hey… I like it. Let's take me home.”

“What are you saying!? It's dangerous!”

I'm a surprised servant, but I have the same impression.

Where did you like the current explanation?

It's not a noble.

“If it's a beast, you should discipline it? I broke the front, and I just wanted a new servant.”

“My husband will be opposed!”

“I won't do it… I'm busy, so I'm not interested in such a trivial thing.”

“…”

Unlike the situation that was full of confidence so far, the girl's voice was somewhat lonely.

I thought that was a shame.

This girl is not such a lonely voice, but a confident voice up to the previous one looks good.

Surprisingly, apparently I really like this hallucinated girl.

“Even so, what do you mean to sleep forever when I'm talking to me? This needs to be punished immediately.”

“No, the young lady. Isn't this not sleeping, you're dying?”

“Picture…?”

“It's dirty and I don't know the details, but just looking lightly has a lot of wounds. Are you really alive?”

I wanted to hear the conversation of this pleasant lady a little more, but it seems that it's almost over.

The girl's voice is blurred, and the miraculous remaining consciousness sinks into the darkness.

“Say that as soon as possible! Marsha! Treat this quickly!”

“Huh…! No, no… But this person…”

“I can't hear my order at the side of the servant!”

“…Understood”

I don't feel fear anymore.

I can't even feel it.

The existence of myself disappears.

(Ahh…)

At least, I wanted to see the girl's face at the end.

I know it's a hallucination.

Nevertheless, I wanted to burn the presence of someone who cares for my end.

“” Ex -heel “!”

“Hmm…!?”

It was sudden.

My consciousness, which was sinking in the darkness, was suddenly caught in the torrent of the light that appeared, and was forcibly raised.

At the same time, a burning heat in the back of the chest is born, and it quickly spreads throughout the body, and the body that has lost its power wakes up.

“Hmm! Geho…! Gehu! Goh!”

I was unable to know the reason and I couldn't breathe and spit out the blood that had accumulated in my body.

I don't understand what happened.

However, it seems that I was saved because my body pain disappeared and I was breathing in search of fresh air.

“I wonder if I finally woke up. It's a very good heart to make me wait.”

“!?”

The voice of a noble girl comes down from my head, which doesn't understand the situation.

However, the conversation up to me should be the hallucination created by my head…

In any case, I can't help but not react.

I was confused, but I raised my face -hardened.

“Oh? You have a surprisingly beautiful face. You can put it on my side.”

A young girl.

Perhaps the year was younger than me, and probably ten or so girls looked down at me on the ground.

“…”

Keep an eye on the girl.

For the first time, humans knew for the first time that they stop thinking when they look really beautiful.

She was more beautiful than any woman I've seen.

Emerald's eyes tended to hang on honey -colored hair that glittering with the sunshine.

At a glance, a young but feminine -developed body wrapped in a crimson dress that can be seen at a glance, all of which form a art of her.

I was instinctively understood that the existence of the gods was even felt in the atmosphere of the gods, and did not feel like trying to rebel.

“Mega… Mi, sama…?”

The figure reminds me of the old goddess I saw in an old church.

I hadn't believed in God, but I couldn't find any other words to explain her.

If she was a goddess, would I die after all?

However, my life, like a shit, may not have been bad because I met such a goddess at the end.

“… Fufufu, Fufufufu! Ahahahaha!”

The goddess had a pokan expression in my words, but suddenly laughed and laughed.

There was no godly atmosphere up to the point, and there was a girl appropriate for the year.

“I heard it now? I'm the goddess. I'm sure I'm the most beautiful in the world, but it's the goddess… Ah! You don't know the habit of the common people.

Apparently, the goddess in front of me was not the goddess.

She is not a goddess but a human, so am I still alive?

Or is this a hallucination?

I didn't know what was anymore.

“What is your name?”

“…Picture?”

I was unable to understand the situation and was solidified, and the reaction was delayed to the sudden girl's question.

“Is it inconvenient forever? Tell me your name quickly.”

“Name…”

Well, a name…

In slums, children are born one after another and died.

There was no adult who was likely to be dead tomorrow, and there were no adults who thought about their names.

So the slum children decided their own names, but most of them died shortly after I learned.

To be honest, there is no problem if there is no name.

Well, that's why…

I have no name.

“…”

I thought that the name was just a symbol, and I didn't expect that Tsukke, who had been thinking about it, would come to this place.

The fact that there is no name for this girl again makes me realize that I have nothing, and I want to die with misery.

“What happened? I wonder if I can't hear my order?”

“…”

“Your lady, maybe he doesn't have a name? I've heard that many slum children have no name.”

It was the old woman next to me who saved me who couldn't answer the girl's question.

I wasn't even aware of the girl's eyes and honestly not even realized that I was there, but it would definitely be this old woman who had died of healing magic.

“…Is that so?”

“Tsu…”

When asked by the girl, I could only shake my neck vertically.

Did you disappoint?

I know I'm at the bottom, but I hate being hated by this girl.

“Let's say that's what it is. Huh… If you don't have a name, there's no problem even if I give it, right?”

“Picture…?”

However, the girl smiled without worrying about that, and began thinking with her hand on her cheek.

I thought it was something I hated, so I could only look at the girl with a stupid expression in an unexpected reaction.

“Yeah… What is” Crow “? The name of a black bird in mythology. It's a good name for you.”

“Black…”

After a long time, the girl, who finally opened her mouth, gave me a name.

It's not anyone else, my name is my own name.

It turned out that the world that was gray alone would be vividly repainted in her, mainly her.

“You are my thing. From now on, you will be dedicated to me from the tip of your hair to a drop of blood. Did you understand?”

The girl in front of me says something unreasonable.

Normally, I am sorry to be dominated by someone, but I was saved and gave me a name.

And most of all, they needed such a garbage -like person.

So what is the problem with dedicating everything I have to her?

“… I understand, I'm the one of you from now on. Use it as you like.”

In such a case, I don't know what to do, but I thought at least it was just a shape, so I imitated the knight I saw in some book.

He kneels in front of the girl, hangs his head and swears to her.

I laugh at myself that a slum kid is a knight imitating.

But if the girl in front of me wanted it, I thought it would be fine.

“Well, you've received your words, it's really useful for me. It's a new servant, and there's no use here anymore. I'm going home.”

Apparently it wasn't wrong.

When the girl nodded satisfactorily, she turns her back and walks.

The old woman continued to follow her, and she stood up in a hurry.

“Well, wait!”

“What?”

If I noticed, I stopped her.

The girl turns her head here, whether she is dissatisfied with being stopped.

“The name… Tell me the name of you!”

I still don't know anything about her.

At least, please tell me the name alone.

“Oh, I guess I didn't claim my name. Yes, you want to know your own name.”

The girl turns around here.

And when I looked straight at me, I raised my name.

“I'm Isabella Variers. The greatest nobleman in this country, the daughter of the Variers Duke!

Thus, the nameless slum boy became a butler of the Duke due to the whim of the young lady.

This is just that story.