I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country - I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country chapter 93

93 – Later story – Enella Chester (2)

The afternoon the two of them had a tense fight. Inside the wagon leaving for downtown, Philly was at a loss.

I could never have known that I would go through such hardships while enjoying life.

‘What should I do now…?’

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Piliha and Enella. The two men and women forgot a lot as they refused to bend their pride.

For example Enella. She overlooked the fact that she never offered a model answer to seduce the opposite s*x.

In the same vein, in the case of Philly Ha, her own specs were overestimated.

‘I have no experience dating women.’

As the successor of the four major dukes, she was a Philly who should not leave any stain on her. His position is clearly the minor duke of the Duke of Estern. Not only did he not dare to take care of a woman, but his beauty was his beauty, so he grew up internalizing her behavior more carefully.

In the first place, even if you slightly raise the corners of your mouth, the young ladies will collapse. It’s a way of seduction. What reason is there for the son of a noble duke to master?

Filliha addressed her, trying hard to put on her relaxed smile.

“Lady Chester, is there a place you’d like to stop by?”

“I want to see the training grounds of the Imperial Palace Knights.”

“The Imperial Palace is not a place where you can walk in and out as if you were going out to drink…”

The only exception is her older brother, the Knight Commander of Batlante. Or maybe it was the Marquis of Nephi Alteon, whom His Majesty loved so much.

At the end, a thirsty man digs a well. As far as Phillyha’s lack of initiative, he spurred the possibility of arranging multiple options.

‘From books and rumors I’ve heard…’

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Battlante Chester caught his eye on the flagship combination on the street he happened to stop by.

‘What am I looking at?’

He paid attention to the two men and women chatting harmoniously at the dessert shop across the street. Their identities were obvious even to Bartlante, who lacked notice.

A young lady in a dress with her sword tilted on a chair. She had the distinctive brown hair and green eyes of the Chester family. The temperament of a tomboy on the outside exudes a strong presence.

“Enella…Why are you with him…”

The man – namely Phillyha Estern. The man of Jejeje, Japan, and America, whose disagreements were meaningless, smiled kindly at Enella. To Bartlante it was regarded as an attitude towards the woman he loved.

“Are you trying to seduce me right now…? The little duke of Estern, our Enella?”

Why the hell? Why is the rumored little duke of Estern?

As I raised such a question, I was worried about leaving his hands far away.

‘I want to believe it’s not… She’s my little sister, but ‘that’ Enella.’

Above all, the impossibility of marriage between the four major duchy families is such that nails are driven into the ears of people from duke families. The Duke of Estern was no exception.

At the moment my eyes twitched, 50,000 cases passed by. From childhood playing with fire to heartbreaking forbidden romance. As a family, the sinful imagination unfolded.

In the meantime, a dizzying experience flashed like lightning in Bartlante’s mind.

‘Wait, how did the founding nobleman and the first Duke Peita end up!?’

It wasn’t a temper that put limits on the affection between men and women, but I can’t support her younger sister walking down the thorny road. Bartlante’s pupils, which made up his mind like that, soon dilated like wet ink.

It was a time when Bartlante’s consciousness was bubbling over.

Filliha licked Enella’s cream-stained finger and kissed her right there. It was an on-the-spot discovery that she couldn’t even gamble.

Bartlante was blinded by the treacherous delinquency committed by his sister and the Duke of So.

“Enella!!!”

Wow!

Bartlante threw away his reason and flew in like a heavy cannonball. To avert a tragedy that befell her future sister.

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“Kyaaagh!?”

“Muh, what’s up!”

“I know. He’s the knight commander…!”

Hoo-wook. Hoo-wook.

Enella and Filiha stared at each other vaguely in an embarrassing situation. Enella, who suddenly jumped in by her brother, was also taken aback, but her face turned white as she received the tingling feeling of her enemy through her whole body.

Enella wanted to lighten the burden on Filiha, so she stood in his way and took her energy instead. Filiha’s complexion immediately returned to its original color.

“Brother Bartlante. What are you doing right now? You and nobody else are messing around in broad daylight!”

“I want to ask you. Enella, do you know what you are doing?”

“Of course. At least it’s not something that my brother would break into and run into.”

“No, you don’t know at all. Come here. Let’s go to the mansion and talk.”

“No!”

“What?”

Enella proudly rebels with her arms crossed. She was just about to fill her tantrum at the unjust interruption of a peaceful afternoon.

Besides, even if she is arrested for unknown reasons, she will only wait for Arnel’s cold gaze. Her lofty ego will be torn to shreds and scarred.

Enella had to achieve results unconditionally here. Enella therefore made a bold declaration.

“Come to think of it, the time to rebel is coming soon for me too. If my brother wants to take me, do as he pleases.”

Chaeeng!

Enella pulled out her sword with all the dignity of the world. Sparks fly in her eyes, which seem to be green on her olivine, and give off a vivid speculation. The girl, who took her alert posture, boasted the dignity of a woman from a Mu family.

Enella’s tough stance made Bartlante’s situation difficult. Even considering her simple strength, she was already an accomplished child under the chin of her vice-captain. If she is determined and rebels, she will not be left behind.

“Don’t worry, Princess Estern. It’s a trivial sibling fight. I’ll definitely protect you.”

“Ugh, I see.”

“Enella. You…!”

Bartlante’s head was fertilizing like a rotten egg. It is impossible to make a mess by arguing like this, and even if she remains stuck, the damage will not change.

Because he recalled the anecdote between Netion Peace and Lorian Peyta, he charged without any countermeasures. Hesitation took the lead when he encountered his stained attitude with his younger sister’s rebellious spirit.

‘Enella… This brother has no idea what you’re thinking.’

Enella’s eyes were straight with her jealousy. With her determination to rule out even the slightest sway from her, Bartlante was the first to admit defeat.

“Sorry for causing a commotion. The duchy will send someone to compensate, so I would like to ask for your kindness.”

He bowed his head and apologized to the store owner. In addition to being a small duke, the emperor’s escort commander politely lowered his head. The owner wiped away a cold sweat and hit his hand.

Battlante’s gaze then turned to Enella and Phillyha. The twisted eyes forced a strong sense of intimidation, and Filiha’s shoulders naturally shrank. Enella was conscious of that and moved her foot in front of her line of sight.

“…See you at the mansion. I need an explanation that I can understand.”

“This is an alumni. Brother Bartlante.”

Due to Enella’s spirit, the midday commotion came to an end. As far as Phillyha knew, it was the most bloody sibling quarrel in the world. Only after Bartlante’s huge body had completely disappeared from sight did Enella insert her sword.

Enella looked at Filiha with her back to the wall of the collapsed building. Filiha had a bewildered face that still lost her focus. This was usually the case with people who faced Batlante’s speculation head-on as ordinary people.

“Are you all right?”

“Oh, well.”

Enella smiled awkwardly as she tried to reassure her. She stretched out her hand to Philly Ha, who was sitting down, but was surprised that he didn’t catch on. Should he raise his hand or not? It wasn’t until it was time to seriously think about it that the weight was in her grasp.

‘What, what?’

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Piliha was very embarrassed. She doesn’t know how many times she wanted to slap herself.

Enella stretches out her hand with an awkward smile, looking… Like… An angel radiating the radiance of her benevolence.

She had so strong memories of her feeling of security on her weak back.

She was mesmerized by her figure, like a heroine who appeared only in fairy tales.

‘This, this… Must be seen by anyone…!’

It’s hard to meet those green eyes that seemed a bit cheeky. The mysterious feeling she faced for the first time in her life was as indescribably unknown as her unexplored land.

Hwaah, her face heats up. Did he gain body weight during that time? I wonder if there was a food on the menu that made her body heat up. In many ways, I was wrapped up in stupid thoughts.

“Princess Estern?”

“Yes? Oh, yes!”

“Where shall we go next?”

“Are you continuing?”

“Don’t you like it?”

Enella tilting her cheek sideways under her chin innocently. In Philly, she found herself paying attention to her every move.

“No… No, let’s go.”

“Then, please escort me!”

As if she didn’t care about the commotion she had just experienced.

Enella’s smile bloomed like a healthy wild flower.

It was an afternoon when the gentle spring breeze brushed my cheeks, adding to the heat.

“Do you like blacksmithing, young lady?”

“That’s it! Very, very good.”

Enella was delighted with her words, half of her jokes. It was the moment when the information he had overheard in the social world was useful.

The strict laws had already been erased from her smart head.