His neat personality and disorganized appearance were obviously a sign of fighting someone, but he was calm. No matter how hard I tried to read his aura, it was just gray as usual.
'I don't know what he's thinking.'
It was much easier to read the feelings of kids like Yuric. When Yuric's aura glowed blue, it was usually the day he met his mother, Ria Tris, and when he was red, it was the day he was bullied by his brothers.
Dietrich, on the other hand, seldom shakes his emotions, whether he is sick or in danger.
'Because of Baal's power, the aura may be masked, but.... .'
Dietrich was so well maintained.
'Isn't it that I can't feel my emotions at all?'
Not a robot.
"Did you feel bad?" (Do you not feel good?)
In the end, I have to ask directly. I looked up at Dietrich. He put me down on the floor, avoiding my gaze and trying to hold me.
"Oppa…?"
"I heard you're looking for me."
"Uh."
"Don't look for . Isn't that young enough to live alone?"
"No, if you're five, you're young enough."
I wanted to refute his words, but he immediately turned his back and left.
I watched the little back of Dietrich, a child who grew up much more than when I first met him, but still fell away.
"Are you okay?"
I'm standing blankly, and Yuric doesn't want me to hang around. It seems to me that I was abandoned by Dietrich.
But Dietrich and my relationship were like this from the start. I always had to chase him or watch him move away from behind.
Since that day I haven't seen Dietrich for a while. Whether in the Dahlia Palace, in the wither or rose bush, anywhere. As if you were intentionally avoiding me.
? ? ? ? ?
I rolled my feet as I thought of Dietrich, who couldn't see a single hair when I searched every corner of the palace.
"Baal, where are you using?"
"I do not know."
"Let's know Baal! Let's take it to my brother Oh!"
"It's not possible."
I pouted my lips at Baal's firm rejection.
"You have something to say!"
I didn't have anything to say, but it felt bad to avoid it. I expressed my opinion by rolling hard on the ground with my little feet, but Baal only shrugs, shrugging the presumed ear.
"Oh, I really don't know, Princess."
"Baal is Dieter's Anma Jana!"
"It's not Anma, it's a demon."
"C. E." (I see!)
Whether Dietrich's pronunciation corrector was sung, even Baal's attitude.
'What to do if there is no other person to speak!'
I took my breath away, leaving the devil behind and running into the withered rose bush.
'Where's Yuric?"
It would be more leisurely than Dietrich, but there were many times when Yuric didn't show up either.
The ranking of the 6th place for successor candidates was not as easy as I thought. In the first place, not all children were ranked.
In addition, even if it was ranked, it was not considered as a candidate for successor if it exceeded 10th place.
'Did I say I'm 21st? "
After Derek learned of my existence, that'ranking' came up to me, but I wasn't even in the 20th place, let alone the 10th.
'You said that the youngest of the Liatris Palace is 13th?'
Liatris' youngest son was only a two-week-old baby.
'You have a lower ranking than a newborn baby'
When my ranking, which is near the bottom, comes to mind, I suddenly lose energy.
"Yuri!"
I called his name and slid completely into the dog's hole. Then, the arm pops out from the inside and pulls me out.
'uh?'
'It's not Yuric!'
I was confused, struggling to remove my hand that held me, but eventually I was thrown into the palace of Liatris by rough force.
"Kaah!"
I plunged into the ground and rolled around and stuck in a rose bush. Stinging thorns poke here and there in the limbs.
"What. Isn't that a child who has nothing to do with it?"
As I raise my head to the voice I hear from above, the boy I see for the first time is looking down at me.
'.....Alphonse?'
I haven't met him, but I was able to infer his identity from the appearance of a boy. He was fifteen years old, and he was a red-eyed blonde that was much redder than Yuric's.
The land he stepped on was the garden of Liatris, so he must be Alphonse Lagrange.
"It's pretty, but you don't have any abilities? Well, you're a slave-like, insignificant girl."
"'What the hell are you talking about?"
The situation did not immediately understand, but it is not a good word anyway. I struck his hand and then jumped up from the seat.
Rose petals crushed to me fall one by one to the floor.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm here to see Yuri. I don't care about you!"
Damn it.
In front of Alphonse, I wanted to talk like an adult, but at the end, the power of my tongue ran out. Instead, I strengthened my eyes and bit my lips.
"Why are you trying to meet Yuric?"
I replied to the boy's question instead by turning my head to see if the damage would go to Yuric. Then he pushed me back to see if I was offended.
Alphonse was an adult-like physique over fifteen, and I was only five years old. As a matter of course, I passed the balladang.
'It's a dress made by Marilyn, this child!'
Thanks to that, the yellow dress, which Marilyn did not hesitate to praise for being very good with me, became completely mottled. I shaved off the dirt from the lace.
"You say Dietrich will come running if you bother?
"No! Dieter, hug now! You idiot! You idiot! Dumb!"
'No, isn't it long? Follow me!"
I bite hard at Alphonse's hand, grasping my legs. The boy screams asleep as he bites with all his might, containing a grudge against one piece.
"Ahhh! Damn, do you know what kind of person this girl is?!"
Alphonse raised his hand, swearing. It was only one of them, but I was able to handle the power of the devil.
"....."
He approaches me in a circle with pain that seems to break my back.
'Derek and Alphonse Aura are similar,' I held my breath because I didn't want to smell him.
Alphonse sharpened it by pressing down on my back, which was only a little bigger than his two palms combined.
"Dahlia Palace doesn't seem to teach you politeness? Did your brother teach you this?
'Are you anyone!'
As I tried to force me first. I was regretful and wanted to say something, but I couldn't even breathe because I was stepped on by him.
"Turn off."
"Huh? Who's not from a lowly slave!"
Alphonse moves his feet as if to kick me.
"Dietri!"
Finding Dietrich in a moment of crisis was like inertia to me now. He is very friendly on the subject of becoming a villain who will endanger this entire empire in the future, so he would always appear and help me when I was about to get hurt or in danger.
"Oppa!"
When I sang aloud, Dietrich suddenly appeared as if rising from the ground, and I became so used to holding me.
"Evil!"
So, as usual, I expected that the one who stopped Alphonse's violent kicking would be Detrih. But he wasn't the one who saved me.
The moment I try to be beaten by Alphonse, his feet, which have reached my nose, are wrapped in white light and disappear in no time.
It was a light that felt the same as Baal's aura, but it was a group of grayish green colors rather than Baal's gray.
'Amon?'
I knew the green devil, also known as the ghost of greenery.
The identity of the devil who threw Alphonse far away was Amon, the shadow demon of Yuric. He remembered the role of fighting Herman's sun god with Baal.
'Yuric already signed a contract with Amon?'