Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

How to Survive the Possessor (Original Unknown) – 3

There are days when toxic coincidences overlap. Irina, who always went to school with Louise, caught a cold in the spring and went to the infirmary first, and Erich also went to school early in the morning due to a meeting with her swordsmanship instructor. Her other friends also had their own circumstances and had scattered, so Louise’s always crowded road to school was quiet for today.

It was a bit of an unfamiliar situation for Louise, who was rarer than traveling alone than together, but sometimes she didn’t want to walk leisurely by herself. It’s because she feels a new mood when she walks alone, not on the road she always walks.

Louise took her light steps while looking at the flowers in the flower bed, feeling the morning breeze. Now, when she arrives at the classroom, Erich, who has finished her interview, will greet her. And when Irina returns from the infirmary, she’ll ask if she’s okay. That’s how the day will start.

If it weren’t for the sudden unfamiliar voice calling Louise, that would have been the case.

“Lady Louise?”

Louisé turned around at the first voice he heard. Her wavy red hair grew to her waist, and green eyes twinkled between her squinting eyes. The female student, who covered her mouth with her red fan, looked down at Louise with her chin slightly raised, as if she was used to standing on top of someone.

“Louise of Baron Naird, is that right?”

A question on the surface, but a question full of confidence inside. The girl’s confident voice resounded.

“Yes, that’s right. My name is Louise Naird.”

It’s the person who suddenly started talking to you, but it’s not polite to ignore it. Louise lightly bowed her head and introduced herself, and her female student also accepted the greeting and opened her mouth.

“This is Marghetta Varenti, the vice president of the student council. She is also one year older than Youngae.”

Louise’s eyes widened at those words. Varenti, one of the five dukes of the Empire, the Iron-Blooded family. And Marghetta is her youngest daughter, whom the Iron-Blooded Ball acquired at a late age. She is so young that she has a grandson of a Sangvisian who is older than Marghetta, and to that extent, she is a golden jade that the Sangvisang cherishes.

“Greetings to Princess Marghetta.”

Instead of the light greeting from before, Louise bowed and bowed again. The prestige of a duke in the empire is truly one, but all. Of course, there are five of them under the acknowledgment of that, but that doesn’t give any room to undermine the duke’s prestige.

Looking at Louise as she bent her waist, Margeta shook her head lightly and said,

“There’s no need for that, Lady Louise. At the academy, everyone learns on an equal footing. I’m just one of her many, many seniors.”

“Yes, yes. I understand, senpai.”

Of course, no one takes that seriously because decades after graduation are much longer than three years at the academy. That fact was known even to Louise, who was surrounded by royalty, the royal family, and saint candidates. No, maybe it could be said that the Marghetta in front of her is more fearful than her club members.

Compared to the 3rd prince, who has no real authority, and other members who will return to their home countries after graduation, Marghetta, the forbidden jade leaf of the duke’s family, can make a respectable aristocratic family tremble with a single gesture.

Maybe noticing that Louise’s body was trembling with tension, Marghetta smiled a little.

“I have something I want to say to Young lady. Could you give me some time?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Thank you, young lady.”

If you don’t have one, what kind of young lady can refuse in front of a princess who looks at you with eyes telling you to make one and give it to her. Louise quietly followed behind Marghetta.

***

My body trembled to the point of wondering if it would be possible any longer as I followed her Princess Marghetta to a deserted place. It’s scary for someone with no contact point, even someone who exists far above, whom you wouldn’t even see unless it’s the academy, suddenly talking to you.

I’ve already experienced it 4 times with Ainter, Lutis, Later, and Tanian, but it’s a feeling I’m not used to.

‘No. It will be fine.’

I had a tense meeting with the four of them at first, but now I enjoy the same club activities as friends. So, you can still move on without any problems. Yes, it will. I didn’t do anything disrespectful to the princess.

And Princess Marghetta stopped her steps, turned to me, and then she said just one word.

“Lady Louise needs to take care of herself.”

Ah, I see… I must have done something to offend the princess without even knowing it.

I lowered my head naturally at the cold gaze of a high-ranking person I was experiencing for the first time. But even though she lowered her head, she could feel Gongnyeo’s cold gaze.

“The academy went through something unprecedented this year. You know what’s going on, right?”

“Yes, yes…”

The Princess’ words that followed were simple. An unprecedented incident in which a major figure from a foreign country entered the academy. In a situation where it is not enough to act more carefully in this case and widen the distance with key figures, I am not widening the distance, but I am together in the name of the same club.

And that it was an inappropriate action, neither as the blue blood of the Empire, who should be cautious, nor as a young lady, who should show dignity.

It seemed that the front of my eyes were getting a little hazy. This situation was just scary, and even a little unfair. Was it so wrong to enjoy the club together? Was it so wrong to hang out with those kids from other countries who had to live in the academy without a single friend?

I just wanted to laugh with those lonely looking kids. I wanted to become friends while eating snacks together.

“Lady Louise. Did you understand me?”

As if the princess had finished her words, she called out to me, and she raised her head, barely holding back the tears that were about to flow. It’s scary but she’s here because she just can’t back off. If I admit that it was my fault here, I will have to break up with the members.

As she was about to open her mouth with a firm resolve inside, she saw someone familiar approaching from behind her back.

‘Brother Karl!’

When I saw Karl’s brother, my tension was relieved, and I burst into laughter without realizing it. When the Princess saw me like that, she frowned for a moment, then looked back at her—

“Oh, Carl Youngsik. Long time no see?”

At that moment, the expression of the princess, who had been cold since we first met, seemed to melt.

***

It may have been long, but it was also Princess Marghetta. She heard that she had been accepted into the academy last year, but she didn’t expect to meet her here.

“It’s been a while, Princess Marghetta. How have you been?”

She lowered her head slightly and asked how she was doing, but Marghetta silently folded the fan that was covering her mouth, and she just stared into my eyes. What is it, why are you not talking?

“Princess Marghetta?”

Even if I talk to you again, you remain silent. She didn’t open her mouth, patting her own cheek with her folding fan, as if something was not to her liking.

…Ah.

“Mar. How are you?”

As she let out a small sigh, Margeta smiled and opened her mouth. She’s a tricky mouth to get open…

“How are you, Carl Youngsik. I heard from your father, but it’s really nice to see you at the academy.”

“I didn’t expect to see you here either. How is your Excellency the Duke?”

“She has been living in seclusion since last year. She seems to be deeply saddened by the sudden rejection of a proposal she made with a big heart.”

“This is unfortunate news.”

“Huh, right? I want Carl Youngsik to soothe my father’s heart.”

“I will visit you with all my heart.”

I shook my head quietly as I made a ridiculous request with a calm face. What’s the heartache, really, if I visit Sang-Blood Engineers, I’ll get a German suplex right away. He is obviously the oldest of the dukes, but his courtesy is comparable to that of a young man.

I quietly turned my gaze away from the smiling Marghetta and looked at Louise. Tears welling up as if she would cry if touched, smiling awkwardly. Oops, have you heard a lot of bitterness?

“But, what happened to Lady Louise?”

“As a senior, I was giving advice.”

I don’t think it’s simple advice, but I couldn’t question it, so I decided to pass it in moderation. If I dug deep and listened to it, it would only make the story longer.

When I tried not to ask further, Marghetta opened her fan again and covered her mouth. Come to think of it, I think I saw that fan last year, but do I really always carry it with me?

“Then, I’ll just go. See you again when I get a chance, Carl Youngsik.”

And I really left without any regrets. Suddenly you see it, then suddenly it disappears.

As I was watching the back of Marghetta, who suddenly left her, Louise weakly tugged at her arm sleeves from behind her. Oops, I had to soothe you first, but I was distracted.

Looking back, Louise looked up at me with still watery eyes. That’s right, since I was suddenly given a high-pressure interview by her princess. Louise already plays with the princes and the like, but those guys are infinitely favored to Louise, so this kind of resistance is not helpful.

“Are you okay? What did you hear?”

“It was just advice…”

“You need to learn how to lie.”

Louise, who was watching him while rolling her eyes here and there, opened her mouth a few times and eventually confessed the truth. Whoops.

‘That’s not wrong.’

I’m sorry for Louise, but Marghetta’s words weren’t entirely wrong. Rather, words that are really close to advice. I would have thought like Marghetta if it weren’t for the unique case where Louise was the main character in the original story.

It was unclear whether I would take Louise’s side or Marghetta’s side, so I quietly patted Louise’s shoulder and handed him his handkerchief. Carefully receiving a handkerchief and wiping away the tears, he looked very pitiful.

Looking at that figure, apart from my tightly shut mouth, I busily rolled my head.

‘I don’t think she’s a villain.’

In fact, as soon as I saw Louise being thrashed by Marghetta for her words, I wondered, ‘Is Marghetta the villainous lady?’ The thought passed by. They say that there are usually villainous young ladies in romance novels. I don’t know the details since I didn’t enjoy the romance before being possessed, but I briefly suspected that this original would be the same.

But Margeta didn’t fit the conditions of her villainous daughter. She did not have unrequited love or betrothal to the five people who were bewitched by Louise, nor did she act as a villain by unilaterally arguing with Louise. Just now, it seems like you really gave advice as a senior and a princess of the empire.

Yes, externally, there are only five groups aiming to destroy the academy, but does it make sense that there is a villainous young lady inside? The original author also seemed to have a minimum of dory. It is fortunate that the inside of the academy seems to be quiet.

To me who felt so relieved, Louise spoke cautiously.

“Hey, older brother. Are you acquainted with the princess?”

Looks familiar, he shook his head resolutely to Louise who quietly added. What is friendly It’s true that they accidentally cut each other’s face, but it’s not a close relationship.

“I had something to see last year. We’re not close.”

“But Marla… I think you gave her a nickname…”

“That’s why I don’t know why.”

Because someone like a princess forced her to do it. If you fall out with a member of the ducal family over a title issue, what could be more stupid than that?

In fact, accepting Marghetta’s persistent request for a nickname was accepted because she seemed to have nothing to say in the first place. She thought she’d never be seen again, since last year she turned down an offer from Sangvis to marry her Marghetta.

But I thought it was a relationship that ended with that, but I’ll see you again here. After all, people don’t even know what’s ahead.