She Was Sent by God

up with a good business in such a difficult time.
For example, the light sphere.”

“I know.”

 

Erica walked among the people, flapping her eyelashes and smiling deeply.

When Erica disappeared, nobles who were peeping for opportunities around approached Agnes like bees and talked to her.

 

“Duchess, will you give me a chance to see the shining object up close?”

“Hello.
Duchess.
I’m Louis Mepin from Everdon.
The light sphere that you just showed to Miss Kiske…”

 

Agnes mercifully gave a gift to those who wanted to see the light sphere.

Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off the mystery of light sphere.

 

“Can I ask for a favor, Duchess?”

 

A man with a bright and cheerful voice quietly appeared.

 

“Count Cellon”.

“It’s been a while.”

 

Emmerich Cellon is the martyr in charge of the southern border.
He is the man responsible for the southern border.

Based on its strong military power, its dominance is significant in the south.

In addition, many families have entered the court from generation to generation and have intervened in central politics.

 

“How can I refuse when you’re the one who ask for it?”

 

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I jutted to the servant who was next to me.
The servant walked up and handed the box to the count.

 

“Elemer too, you make a lot of amazing things.”

“Your face looks lighter than before.
I guess it worked.”

 

At Agnes’ clever answer, he burst into laughter.

 

“My sister has seen great results.
Her face is white as white paper, so she can use it instead of paper.”

“That’s good news.”

 

The two talked for a while.

 

“How’s the southern part of the country?”

“It’s similar.
It’s not surprising to see pirates coming in every time they try to plunder.”

“You’re having a hard time, too.”

 

Instead of answering, he laughed.

Just in time, the band began to play the song.

Emmerich handed over the glass he was holding to the servant and reached out to Agnes.

 

“Will you dance to a song?”

 

“Good.”

 

He skillfully escorted Agnes.
It was a slow dance song, so they had enough time to talk while dancing.

 

“The last time I saw you was two years ago…….
You didn’t grow at all.”

“What are you talking about? I’m average.
In contrast, we’re similar in height.”

 

Agnes was furious and immediately refuted.

Emmerich laughed and teased her.

Agnes moved away from him because it was a section where he had to make consecutive turns.
The moment he returned, she stepped on the back of his foot slightly.

 

“Ugh.”

“Was your foot there? I didn’t know.”

“Even if you’re short, your feet are sharp.”

“Oh, my height is average!”

 

Agnes roared.
He couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

 

“By the way, you haven’t changed a bit.”

 

Emmerich was somewhat similar in age to Chavolti, so the two often hung out.

He met Agnes several times when he was in the palace.

 

“The duchess has changed a lot.”

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 ”Me?”

“Yes.
I was a little worried after hearing that you were marrying the Duke of Arpad.”

“What’s there to worry about? I’m living well here, too.”

 

Agnes said as if it was trivial.
Then Emmerich’s expression became a little strange.

 

“Did you know that I was supposed to marry you duchess.”

“Huh?”

“Prince Chavolti asked for this.”

“Chavolti?”

 

Agnes opened his eyes wide and looked up at him.

Emmerich pulled her waist a little hard and whispered in her ear.

 

“At that time, Prince Sebastian’s movement was unusual, so he sent a message to me”

“What did you say?”

“Please propose to the princess.”

 

Emmerich stared at Agnes rudely.

 

“Cellon can protect the princess.
I wrote down my consent, but unfortunately, I was a step late.”

 

But even if the letter arrived on time, the result would have been the same.

Cellon was too strong.
Sebastian, who sees her as a potential risk, would never send Agnes to Cellon.

 

“That’s what happened.”

 

Knowing that, Agnes shrugged her shoulders.

 

“If Cellon territory wasn’t too far away, the fate of me and the Duchess would have changed a lot.”

 

He said softly.

 

“No.”

 

She shook her head firmly.

 

“Even if I died and went back to the past, I would have come to Arpad.”

 

“How are you confident?”

 

The hand holding Agnes’ waist put strength into it.

From some point on, the gap between the two was very narrow, that they could feel each other’s breath.

 

“Count.”

 

It was then.  Laslo appeared and grabbed Emmerich’s shoulder.