Urana: And the Last Revenge

Urana: And the Last Revenge
Episodes 5.3



"really?" Camile's eyes glittered. "Miss ... would you like to shop with us?"


"Of course!" Urana answered steadily.


"All right! Go, Miss!"


Unfortunately, it was just Urana's delusion. What actually happened was that he was surrounded by all the servants. They're surrounding. Urana and a middle-aged woman. Urana thought he was the one who arranged all the servants' duties so that the Shourette family would feel comfortable.


"I heard you wanted to go shopping with Camile." The woman spoke by raising her chin slightly. The transport.... "Certainly that?"


"Yes...." Suppose Urana knew his name. But most importantly, why is it that a crown princess feels her position is threatened? Should be the figure in front of him dong.


"Hmmm!" He snorted cynically. Just make a black ride, thought Urana trying to be consistent with the face of the weakest female main character. "What's the reason for shopping when you're a princess?"


"I---"


"The reason associated with Mr. Raie and his majesty is beyond our responsibility if you get the sap," he just started to tap on the ceramic floor quickly.


Ah, as Urana had guessed. Sooner or later, there must have been one servant who asked that. Although not Camile, but the answer to the allegations remains the same.


"I'll bear it!" Urana said loudly with an excited look. "Because I did it for the sake of Lord Raie!"


One by one the servants began to be flabbergasted, as did the old servant in front of Urana. Highlight eyes full of admiration. Urana can read it.


"I want to please my husband!" it's getting louder.


Here goes! Urana's face was more cheerful after the servant turned back and told everyone to disperse.


"Please follow my instructions."


The first point ... is in the process of success!


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Two horse-drawn carriages deliver the chosen servants-including Urana in a palace-servant-style uniform-and are granted exit clearance by the Count. Urana and Camile chatted a lot, but the journey was still a long way away when they wanted to know which area: at that time the coachman replied, they had just come out of the palace.


"Sorry to bother you, Miss," Camile began to speak while bowing briefly. "I'm just reminding. Our goal is only to buy cooking needs and cleaning tools that have been damaged. Don't talk to people around."


"Why indeed?" Just now Urana asked with frowning, cheers and brutal voices as if circling the horse carriage they were riding. Even the heat is much hotter than the first time Urana to the Shourette family residence.


"As you hear now." Camile's face turned grim. The horse carriage had stopped, it was time to grab the basket and get out. Urana heard Camile say: "When I want to know this people a lot."


Barren land. There are shabby little shops everywhere. Many garbage. Most people look dry. They roared like wild dogs barking. Not for needing food, but a mocking cheer. They spit, howled before the ears of the servants, and swore that the ruler of this region should die.


Deserving Count harbored great hopes so that Urana became his successor. His heart began to burn. He wants to make his wish. Seeing them miserable and almost losing their minds, Urana's hands immediately clenched. The crown prince's bottom is unlucky!


"Come, Miss." Camelia directly hooked Urana's arm. "ignore them. We can't do anything to get people to be kind."