The Troubles of Miss Nicola the Exorcist: Volume 2 [Parts 1 to 7] by Ito Iino

Author:Ito Iino
Language: eng
Format: epub

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The travelers arrived at Lüneburg Manor, where Olivia was born, and were led into the opulent entrance hall. Once there, the lord of the manor, Olivia’s father, greeted them.

“My, oh my. To think a young lady at school, a first-year student at that, would make such a long journey to visit my daughter’s grave. I can’t express how happy this makes me.” Even when speaking to Nicola—who was still only the daughter of a viscount—Marquess Lüneburg conducted himself with the utmost courtesy. When he sought to shake Nicola’s hand, a gentle smile on his face, she felt obliged to comply.

Though a middle-aged man, Marquess Lüneburg could still boast a refined, youthful appearance. His sharply sculpted features and almond-shaped eyes were certainly dignified but offset by his unwavering, peaceful smile. Nicola’s overall impression was that he must be intelligent, and she could imagine that he must have been a very handsome young man. From how he spoke to Alois and Sieghart—whom he had known for many years—with an air of familiarity, he appeared to have a friendly personality.

The marquess escorted Nicola’s party, who found themselves in a spacious drawing room. At the suggestion of the marquess, Nicola sat down on one of several sofas in the room. Char sat next to her, and Sieghart sat on the opposite sofa, on the other side of a table. Alois sat in an armchair a short distance away from the others.

“Your Highness, I seem to remember that you have always liked that armchair,” said the marquess, half closing his eyes with nostalgia.

“I guess so. It was the pattern I liked,” Alois responded with a smile. He had apparently known the marquess ever since he was a small boy. Emma, his handmaiden, and Ernst, his knight and bodyguard, were not seated, as they had withdrawn to a nearby wall.

After looking around the spacious drawing room, Marquess Lüneburg smiled and said, “I must apologize for not showing you greater hospitality. I have prepared rooms for you, as well as a modest supper. Please, make yourselves at home.”

At this display of courtesy from a high-ranking noble, Nicola and Char stood up quickly and bowed their heads. Alois and Sieghart, clearly used to this treatment, gracefully rose from their chairs and thanked the marquess.

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The supper served by the marquess turned out to be much too grand to be called “modest.” After everyone ate, they returned to the drawing room and assumed their prior sitting or standing positions.

When Marquess Lüneburg indicated he would like to know more about his daughter Olivia’s time at the academy, Alois and Sieghart primarily answered him, with Nicola chiming in now and then.

As they told him stories about their time with Olivia, the marquess listened intently, his expressions shifting between pride and reminiscence. It was the face of a father who loved his daughter and was precious to him.

“My daughter... Was never any trouble at all,” recounted Marquess Lüneburg, half closing his eyes.

Olivia, who had hardly been blessed in her previous life, seemed to have experienced being loved by a parent in this one.

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