Princess Reincarnation
"Check"
THMP. With a loud punch, the White King's way of escaping was cut off.
Groaning desperately, I glared at the blackboard.
Is there no way to make it live?
Even with the wheels turning inside my head, I couldn't find a way out.
It's too late to try and pull something. My little brain couldn't find a way to let the poor king escape.
Grinding my teeth, I managed to hold back my frustration, and let it go with a sigh. While flipping a piece of the king with a finger, I muttered in a small voice, “I give up. ”
Ahhh, geez, I'm so upset!
How many times do I have to lose because of my childish tactics? Actually, no need to ask. I know how many times without having to count with my finger. 32. My game record was full of consecutive defeats; I was so upset that I could barely forget them.
Did I make the wrong move? I scanned the board closely, and the sound of restrained laughter reached my ears.
Feeling humiliated, I couldn't help but frown as I slowly stared at the person in front of me.
If you know anyone who loses and feels good to be laughed at by a winner, I'd like you to let me know.
"That's a bad shape for a laugh, brother. ”
"sorry. ”
Christof slowly narrowed his light blue eyes, a deep tone of laughter sounding very mature.
My sister was only 13 years old the other day, so it was no surprise.
He sat with his hands folded on his lap, his body sinking deeply into the sofa. He now has the maturity and attractiveness of**** that he did not have since childhood.
“Rose, you show your feelings very easily. ”
"You think so?"
Hmmm . I lightly patted my cheek with a finger.
That was the first time anyone said that.
Just like Chris, my facial muscles don't really work. I was really grateful when they didn't show how restless I was, but I always thought I'd be sweeter as a girl if my expression was a little more lively.
“When you're upset, it's written all over your face. ”
“…………”
“I just started to notice it when we play chess, but you really hate to lose. ”
He hit the target so easily, I pouted and turned my face away.
"Because I didn't win at all. ”
I hate to lose. I know that too. I don't like conflict, but as long as I play I want to win. Even if my opponent is my older brother, I will not hesitate to beat him to the brunt.
I don't need to be funny. I will knock down all my enemies with girl power! **
“Your move is too tame. You have to remember to be a little stronger. ”
The reason makes sense, so I didn't say anything.
It was only at times like these that I found my beloved brother disgusting. She is a little .. no, because she is so blessed with beauty, she became so arrogant — I overestimate.
Even though he was handsome, he was not overdone, and was actually a hard worker. He looked aloof, but he was kind to his younger brother and sister.
Brother damned! He is so perfect that I can't even dissect him in my heart! How cheating!
In a few moments of his free time, he came and played chess with me as a way to check on me.
Last year, Johan went to our neighbor's kingdom to study, so Chris was worried I'd be lonely.
Brother damned! (the second time)
Not only do you have looks, you are also good! Are you the hero of some weird shoujo manga! What are you, prince! You are a prince!
"I will train until the day I can hold a match that is on par with you, brother. ”
Even though I was sulking like a sore loser, my brother smiled at me gently.
Really, he's a fraud.
Worried if there was a double meaning behind my loss, I began to tidy up the pieces. I thought Chris would be back soon, but he started helping me.
Even when I said, I would do it, he refused.
"I want to talk to you" he said.
Aboutwhat?
Please don't point out my flaws anymore, I hope in my heart.
“Not long, we will receive a witch. ”
"Witch …?" I repeated, stunned.
A witch, that means a witch ??
People who are interested in love, love corpses, and traumatize me? That guy?!
I think I still have a long way to go until we meet, so it was a big surprise.
In my mind, I could clearly describe the scenario for his Bad Ending.
Believing he has been betrayed by the Hero, the Witch kills him, then freezes his body. Although it was not his habit to laugh, he smiled in ecstasy, kissed the Hero who had turned into an ice sculpture, and said, “I love you so much when you say nothing. ”
The art for the scene was very beautiful, so it was very popular among some people. I don't feel the same.
I mean, according to his words, the Hero character was completely irrelevant to him? Indirectly, she said that she only cared about her face and body ??
Moreover, the Bad Route of Wizardry was very strange. If you falter a little, it's a checkmate instantly.
You should not doubt or fear him. If you are too compassionate, that is also the end. To reach His True Route, you must carefully balance yourself on a very thin and unstable rope, painstakingly struggling until you reach the goal.
As evidence of entering his Bad Route, the Witch would smile and the story would be traumatized. Although he never once smiled at the True Route, on the Bad Route, he smiled widely from beginning to end. That's frightening.
Holding onto my stomach, which had started to hurt again, I continued to listen to Chris.
“Their names are Lutz Eilenberg and Theo Eilenberg. No doubt they will start as apprentices, but they are placed under the supervision of Miss Artmann, your teacher. ”
Internship, yes.
Yes, for the sake of appearance, they should be called so.
Lady Irene von Artmann was my teacher in the study of medicine and astrology. She was also a witch directly employed by the royal family.
With her sharp beauty and slender body, it was hard to tell how old she was. From the outside, she might be in her early twenties, but judging from the way she spoke, she was clearly someone much older than my own mother.
Btw, 30-year-old mom recently.
I would like to say that the skills of witches are unlimited, but the witches in this world are actually a little different from those that appear in fantasy media.
There are no flashy spells like Kaboom, Ultima, or Cyclone.
Borrowing the power that naturally dwells in your spirit, you can bring out fire or water, but it will be a weak — fire as big as a lamp, or just as small as a spring. In addition, power flows out in small droplets, so you can't build it.
However, even that amount of strength was rare.
The majority of witches had green thumbs and could nurture all sorts of trees and flowers, study medicine, forecast the weather, or take jobs as doctors and healers.
The magic power gradually weakened, and one day it would disappear completely from this world. It is rare for anyone to be born with "the real thing".
That's why they're both completely out of the norm.
One of them is Lutz Eilenberg, the Witch's love flower.
He was one of the rare geniuses, and could manipulate water magic at will.
The other was Theo Eilenberg, a supporting character who greatly influenced the Lutz route, and had a promising talent as a great mage with fire attributes.
By the way, their last names are the same, but they are not brothers. They both came from the same orphanage, and "Eilenberg" was the family name of the priest who raised them.
The reason why they were sent to the royal palace was for their "supervision", as well as their "protection.
In a world where magic was mostly drying up, people like those with a lot of power were seen as heretics.
If they instigated fear in people, they might become the target of a witch hunt. Before that happens, the kingdom intends to protect them, instruct them in the correct use of their powers, and train them to support the kingdom in return.
“They will study alongside the same teacher, so you will probably have plenty of opportunities to meet. Treat them well. ”
Honestly, I was afraid to meet them, but I couldn't meet them.
The love flower this time has no direct connection to Rosemarie. Even if the Priestess chased after the Wizard, it would not affect Rose's future at all.
However, if he is left alone, we are in danger of corpses piling up.
In the end, I felt guilty for knowing and pretending not to see. If I ignored this matter, I would not be able to live with myself out of shame.
I refused to pay for the crime for the rest of my life.
"Yes brother . ”
I softly nodded.
