I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? Ch 228

06 – I Just Don’t Understand Won

I didn’t think there’s much more I can say in regards to the way the lectures separated n and won, but it still bore ntioning that both the garb I wore and the ruling title I’d been bestowed with allowed to be subjected to lectures and training that would, normally, be reserved for the opposite gender.

Much like last year I was, of course, not playing the escorted but rather the escort.

It didn’t really matter whether this one of Earl Terejia’s lectures – who had incidentally wasted no ti in predicting this situation – or whether I was simply interacting with the educational facilities… now that I’d co this far, I was sure that I’d be given an exception and allowed this sort of behaviour, even once I’d reached adulthood. I’d enforced until now and I’d continue to do so.

Oh, well. The disagreent with Lindharl had already been settled anyway. Once I graduated, I would be little more than a regular mber of the ruling nobility and would only have to show myself at the royal capital every other sumr or so.

There was little room for escorts in the House of Lords, and while Kaldia’s demands for procurent had notably ceased as of late, I very much doubted that there was still so noble benevolent enough to extend an invitation to so evening party. I was fairly certain that I wouldn’t have to go out of my way to find the sort of clothes appropriate for soone fresh into adulthood or that I’d have to force any befitting conduct.

In any case, the overall useless, more masculine disposition which had only seen use once, naly upon receiving the invitation to the Moldon family’s evening feast, was finally of benefit to . It was more than effective for playing the assisting escort to Emilia, who looked rather uncomfortable in her Arxian dress.

“You can use this book here to get an overall understanding of what we covered during our lectures last year. I doubt you’ve had the chance to beco particularly familiar with either royal law or sacred doctrines, Lady Emilia, but this should make for a fine introductory manual. Oh, and it’s best if you take this dictionary with you. Even we Arxians have trouble with the more technical terms, learning them can be quite the handful without a lecturer’s guiding hand. I don’t think this is the best substitute, but it should be enough for the ti being.”

I pulled Emilia along with as I chose textbooks practically at my own discretion, hoarding them all in my free arm. Emilia didn’t seem to have much confidence in her capacity for study, and had co to the conclusion that it would be for the best if she could peruse what we’d discussed in the year prior.

Actually, now that I thought about it, I recalled that there were several bonuses that allowed for one’s stats to be improved upon. Stats like refinent, wisdom, charisma… what else was there? Battle prowess? No, no it was stamina. I vaguely recalled that the special event for the commander-in-chief’s grandson had given plenty of room to level it up.

They weren’t only essential in winning over certain characters, but if mory served, they also allowed for an increase of hidden paraters that affected things like public opinion and even grades. The lower they were, the harder it was to trigger random events, and the more challenging it was to increase the affection of whatever character you had your eye on… I only had the faintest mory of my little sister telling these things back in my world, but the information was definitely in so distant corner of my mind.

That said, while the setting of this world was most definitely reminiscent of the ga, the world itself wasn’t purely built on the loose foundation of gaming chanics.

If any kind of ability could be increased purely by completing so kind of action, then sothing so simple it could be expressed as a straightforward nurical value could hardly be called true aptitude. It was just too much to assu that a culture built entirely on social strata evaluated skills as such, and it was just as ridiculous to presu that one’s good will towards you would be increased simply through continuous interaction.

“Thank you so much… Oh, I’m ever so sorry, Lady Einsbark. I realise that I must be quite the handful…”

Emilia’s apologetic nature only showed itself once we’d finished collecting all the books we needed.

It was clear to that she was fully aware of the reserved glances that darted her way from every nook of the library. She was even more aware of the fact that she was a visitor from enemy lands.

Both the polish and structure of Lindharl’s royal court had been cented only recently, and it was apparent that they differed from Arxian norms. It was fairly asinine to begin with, thinking that a kingdom that was hundreds of years old and had always followed royalty and nobility would even be comparable to the royal court of countries that were only a fourth the kingdom’s size.

It was then fair to assu that Lindharl, what with its much smaller hold over territories and with it being on the brink of destruction, offered a lifestyle that was far simpler when posed against the lives led in the royal castles of Junus and Freche.

If that was all true, then there really wasn’t much reason for her to not feel out of place. It also ant that there was little point in criticising her for blunders born from simple ignorance.

“You were sent to a different country with different customs. It’s only natural that there would be a few things you don’t fully understand just yet. I will help you, and do my best to make sure that this cultural divide won’t cause you further grief.”

I’d already been given the royal decree, in any case. I knew that I had to see this through, and ntally prepared myself for the worst. Whatever I’d said was less for Emilia’s sake and more for my own, a asure ant to reassure .

“Then… I’m truly thankful. I really am putting you through a lot, aren’t I?”

The girl had yet to grow out of her apologetic shell, but I could nevertheless see the faint traces of a smile beginning to form.

“No need for that, just following the king’s orders.”

It would just beco more and more troubleso if she kept apologising with every other breath. I wasn’t offering her my help purely out of altruism, after all. There was no need for her to be so overly appreciative.

At the ti, those were the words that ran through my head when I spoke up.

“O-Oh, I see…”

Regardless of my intent, Emilia seed to suddenly retreat back into herself, her head lowering itself just a tad.

Well then… I wasn’t quite sure, but I had a hunch that I’d said sothing wrong.