Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Next, the best ginkgo wine."

With a smile, Roja stretched out his hand to take the bottle containing fine wine, and laughed as he looked at the woman who was walking.

"Sister Isabella, I'm still a child, this wine is a bit strong."

"Men's wine is always strong, isn't it good to get used to it in advance?"

"Man? But you drink too."

"Rulers have no gender."

Isabella chuckled and took a sip from her bottle, walked to Roja's side and leaned on the railing to look at the sea at night. At this time, the lights of dozens of ships on the sea were dotted with lights, and there were vaguely the voices of the sailors. The singing came.

Roja uncapped the bottle cap and took a sip of the wine, but couldn't help but grinned hotly. Seeing this, Isabella laughed loudly, grabbed the ginkgo wine and stuffed Roja with a bottle of beer again.

"Forget it, drink this, beer is more suitable for boys."

Her Majesty said this with a smile, and Roja couldn't help but also smiled. He looked at this beautiful and handsome woman, and suddenly felt a little envious of Vincent.

Presumably, only the strong appearance and strength of his ancestors coupled with the wonderful fate can be favored by such a woman. Ordinary men, let alone courtship, would feel ashamed even standing in front of her.

"Sister Isabella, what do you want me to do all of a sudden?"

Roja, who has been quite familiar for a few days, tasted the new wine and asked softly. The brown-haired woman smiled and pondered for a while and asked:

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask what you think of Charlotte."

"Charlotte?"

"Yes, I heard that although you are an unmarried couple, you have only known each other not long ago, so I want to hear your thoughts on her."

Isabella stared at the black-haired boy with fluttering hair in the breeze, giving Roja the illusion of seeing his parents for a moment. He blinked and suddenly became a little nervous.

"I, I think Charlotte is fine."

"Is it good? What's good about it?"

"Uh, it's all good. When I fought with me, we cooperated very well. I saved me when the side effects happened before. Normally, although we always quarrel, we don't have any malicious intentions..."

Roja said a lot under the pressure of Her Majesty the Queen. Isabella nodded frequently when she heard the front, but her expression became weird when she heard the back.

You call that a quarrel?

Isabella raised her eyebrows speechlessly as she recalled the interaction between teenagers and girls. She drank another sip of wine, thought for a while and asked directly:

"Roja, do you like Charlotte?"

"...If you like it or not, you must like it, but our situation is a bit complicated."

The black-haired boy explained indistinctly, recalling his titular fiancée and feeling his head getting hotter and hotter. Isabella watched this boy, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up.

"So that's it, I understand, then, how about I give you a task?"

The woman smiled, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, with a calm voice.

"You should know that my purpose is to escort the [egg] and prevent this horrible disaster from hatching and endangering the world. However, if the mission succeeds, it will fail. Necessary insurance measures are necessary."

"The eternal seal plan, this is our insurance measure. In the past, only I could activate it, but now it is me and Charlotte."

"Once this insurance is activated, the solid golden soul of the keel of the St. Mary will melt, and the liquid golden soul of up to several tons will perform a saturated seal on the [egg], and bring the source of disaster to the bottom of the sea and enter the formation. No one can find it anymore."

"Gordon knows this measure, and if they want to get back the [egg], they will definitely start with me, but now Charlotte also has authority, so you understand?"

Isabella turned her head seriously to look at the boy with wide-eyed eyes, and said in a heavy tone:

"Although the possibility is relatively small, if a battle occurs, they may discover Charlotte's existence and launch an attack. I hope you can protect her as much as possible at that time."

"..."

Facing Isabella's explanation and entrustment, Roja fell into silence. The black-haired boy recalled the eternally frozen harbor, and his heart became heavier and heavier. He looked at Her Majesty's emerald green pupils for a long time, and made a faint gesture answered.

"Charlotte is my fiancée. It is my responsibility and my obligation to protect her. We come and go together. No matter what happens, I will be by her side."

"...That's it."

Isabella listened to Roja's answer and nodded in satisfaction. The boy's courage and sense of responsibility reminded her of something. She looked into the distance and suddenly said:

"You look like him."

"what?"

"Vincent, he also likes to say such things with a serious face, wait, isn't this a characteristic of your family?"

Isabella crossed her arms and thought about it. Roja couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He looked at this big sister who regarded him and Charlotte as younger brothers and sisters, and tasted the bitterness in his mouth while blowing the sea breeze. For the ancestors who died young, the boy couldn't help asking questions that had been in his mind for a long time.

"Sister Isabella, is destiny... unchangeable?"

"Huh? Of course not."

The brown-haired woman was a little strangely forgetting Roja, who had a heavy complexion. She was curious, but she didn't ask, but asked a question instead.

"You should have seen it before, the scale of fate, have you ever wondered why the goddess of fate holds a scale?"

"Hey?"

"Divination stones, cards, there are too many things that represent fate, and the balance is not considered a symbol of fate, so why is it in the goddess' hands?"

"this....."