Although I Am Supposed to Be the Villainess (Planned), I Just Want to Eat Confectionery – I Will Aim for a Peaceful Life with the Block Skill – Chapter 72

Although I Am Supposed to Be the Villainess (Planned), I Just Want to Eat Confectionery – I Will Aim for a Peaceful Life with the Block Skill

Chapter 72: I received an invitation

“Count Radin’s daughter.”


I manage to reply.

“It’s been since your debut in society since I saw you last. I haven’t talked much with your father because of various things, but if you don’t mind, I’d like to hear various things.”

Uh…what do you want to know? I don’t really want to talk about it if possible.

I can’t say that.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

I had to use the appropriate words of gratitude.

But this is just a formality. No matter how much, it shouldn’t be possible to talk in detail with His Majesty during a party. That’s what I thought.

“If you don’t mind, please come to the waiting room later?”

I was firmly invited to talk by the queen.

I can’t escape this…

Feeling bloodless, I look at Lars-sama next to me.

He seems to be worried about me too, and our eyes meet just then.

(If it comes to this, we have to talk in a separate room again. I’m sorry…)

Lars-sama seemed to be saying that to me in my eyes.

(I understand. I can’t refuse to be promised like this. I’ll do my best.)

I nodded small to Lars-sama, meaning this.

Lars-sama seems to have guessed correctly, and answers about the invitation.

“I understand. Please call me at a convenient time. I will be waiting.”

In this way, my plan to just show my face and leave immediately was thwarted.

I felt like I had aged ten years in an instant and returned to my original place with a wobble.

There were few people at the window where Brenda was. They were all lined up for greeting, but were not there.

“Would you like something to drink?”

Lars-sama asks me.

“Would you like me to pour you a sip of wine, if you don’t mind?”

I nod to the invitation.

“If it’s not too strong…”

The alcohol is not that strong. But I felt like drinking alcohol now.

“You, mix wine with juice for her. I’ll have a regular wine.”


The servant nearby accepts Lars-sama’s request and goes to get a drink. It was fast to get a drink because almost everyone is now lined up for greeting. The servant returns quickly.

I received it and drank half of it in one go.

Even if it was mixed with juice, the wine only had to be a quarter of the concentration. Even if I drank a lot, I didn’t feel the alcohol. Instead, I felt that the sweetness helped relieve some of the fatigue in my head.

“You seem to have calmed down.”

“Yes, thank you. I’m really sorry for leaving most of the response to you.”

I thank Lars-sama.

“It was something I had already decided to do. It would be more troublesome if you panicked and ran wild.”

Lars-sama says this with a mischievous smile.

“Hey, you two seem to be getting along well.”

Kvasir has returned early. He explains that he was surprised by the terrifying speed.

“Even if it’s rotten, it’s the royal family, so I was given priority for greeting. I was two behind you.”

It was natural that it was early when I heard the circumstances.

And we also came here very quickly.

“Excuse me, Your Grace Duke Svald, Count Radin’s daughter.”

A palace servant appeared by our side without making a sound.

“A separate room has been prepared. When time permits, His Majesty and Her Majesty will also come, so please move ahead first.”

“Is it already time?”

I thought I would have a little time to relax, but it seems that I don’t even have that much leisure.

Rather, it’s clear from the way they quickly prepared the room that they had absolutely no intention of letting me go.

Why do they want to talk to me so much? Are they going to ask me about my real father?

At that moment, Kvasir in front of me says,

“Maybe I’ll join too. It’s been a while since I’ve seen Her Majesty the Queen.”

The servant who was told this seemed to accept it with a bewildered expression.

After all, Kvasir is, although adopted, a royal offspring. He cannot be treated on par with ordinary nobles. So he probably judged that he couldn’t refuse.

I’m sorry, but I’m a little relieved, but the more companions there are, the stronger my heart will be.

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