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Chapter 83 Part 6 – A letter from Rona. And the “Thunderbolt Polka”. Ironically, the dance that plunged so many young ladies into the abyss became the bridge between mother and Countess Rosenthal.

I raised my eyebrows and muttered a foreign language in a low tone. I also occasionally mix in some broken Hydrangea language.

「…… blood, hanging …… skewer …… slowly roast …… turn ……」

I made a throat-slashing gesture and their faces all stiffened up. In their eyes, I must look like a savage that lost her mind in anger due to being insulted and is now swearing harsh retribution in my native tongue. None of them would make eye contact with me. They treated me like a tumor.

Of course, it’s all an act.

Countess Rosenthal introduced me as the daughter of a great noble from a distant small kingdom. That place is known as a radical military kingdom. I just played according to that setting. No one would understand the language from such a remote place anyway.

「Woah, it’s dangerous if you make her angry ……」

Arnold was taken aback, but Bradd, who could