The Falsely Executed Marquis’ Daughter Wants to Live Peacefully with Fluffy God

he Marquis de Ashbury family is a military one.
Angelica-sama has two sisters.
Her older sister is supposed to succeed the Marquis.
As the second daughter, she can choose to marry or choose her own profession, and she said in her previous life that she would choose the path of a knight.

Tria and Angelica were friends in the past.
When they heard I was falsely accused, they believed in my innocence until the end.
So I was told.
But I guess they couldn’t openly take sides in order to protect their homes.

“Does becoming a knight mean that you are practicing with the sword?”

“Yes, Your Highness.
I practice sword fighting with my sister every day.”

“That’s very encouraging.
Would you be willing to work with the Sword Saint of the Wind one day?”

Chris smiled mischievously.

“My! Does Your Royal Highness know the Sword Saint of the Wind?”

Angelica-sama’s eyes sparkled.
Tojurou-san is an idol for those aspiring on the path of the sword.

“Yes.
Rio’s brother is a disciple of the Sword Saint of the Wind.”

“Is that so? I’d love to have the opportunity to meet him.”

As the four of us were chatting about swords to Sandorion dresses, I saw the Crown Prince walking towards us.
My brother and Leon are also with him.

And for some reason, my uncle is standing in the shade of a tree.
He may think he’s hiding, but I can see him from my table.
His long eyes gently narrowed behind his monocle.

“How do you do? I hope you ladies are enjoying yourselves.”

The young ladies buzzed as the Crown Prince smiled his refreshing smile while taking a gentleman’s bow.
In my previous life, I had been chosen as the fiance of the Crown Prince at this point.
But, since his fiance hasn’t been decided yet, some of the ladies may be aiming for the position of Crown Princess.
All at once, their eyes turn to that of hunting for prey.
I’m not interested, but……

“Hello, Chris.
Your tea party seems to be going well.”

The Crown Prince came to our table, so we stood up and gave him a curtsy.
Chris snorted.
He seems to be in a good mood. 

“You can sit down.
Victoria-sama, Katariona-sama, and Angelica-sama.”

(TL: Should I say Miss instead of -sama when they talk?)

I was relieved that he didn’t call me by my nickname since this was a public event.

“Brother.
You didn’t have to bother to show your face.”

“That would not have been possible.
Since it’s my little sister’s big day.” 

“Right?” he said, grinning at me.
His smile was ambiguous.

“Rio, aren’t you afraid of the Prince kid?”

Leon asked, speaking in telekinesis.

“I’m fine.
I don’t think about it anymore.”

“Umu.
I see.”

I’m glad that Leon was worried about me.

His Royal Highness proceed to the next table to greet them.
All the ladies that were spoken to blushed, their faces being dyed a shade of red.
His face was well-rounded, and his status as Crown Prince is attractive.
“I must be the Crown Princess as future Queen!” Is probably what everyone is thinking about.

The incident occurred when the Crown Prince went to greet Charlotte’s table.
As she stood to curtsy, Charlotte’s teacup fell over, the tea spilling out.

“My! How rude.”

“You’re the daughter of Baron Campbell, right?”

“That upstart baron?”

Charlotte’s face turned red as the ladies around her started criticizing her.

And for a moment, Charlotte’s eyes that glared at the ladies accusing her were tinged with hatred.
I was horrified to see those eyes.

Those eyes were the same eyes she had shown me in my previous life when she came to visit me in prison.
They weren’t aimed at me right now, but I had a bad feeling.

Without blaming Charlotte for spilling the tea, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gently asked her, “Are you okay?”

Looking at this scene, I had a feeling that fate would connect them once again.

TL: What are the odds that she purposely spilled that drink~? Do you think she was originally corrupted at a young age or is she maybe reborn? Mm? Anyway, those are just some speculations.
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