Hurts! Mommy
Hearing

"Areally who's the Duchess' mother?" duke Vixtor asked curiously. The mother of Alexsa is like a person who has been swallowed by the earth, no one knows where she is. Even Marquess Ramon lost track, but the man also had no intention of searching.

"I don't know, in my family. I strictly forbid not to bring up his name again."

Duke Vixtor nodded, both of them turned his head as the sound of the baby shrill broke the conversation of the two.

"What's up with Kania?" ask Duke Vixtor. He took over Kania, fondling the little boy.

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As she wished, Duchess Alexsa and maid Anne had reached a hill, taking an hour up the hill. Both of his eyes looked directly at the scene before him. The Empire city was very far away and very majestic. On the top of the hill, the buildings in the city were small and numerous.

It was on this hill that the cold wind filled his heart. Her hair was blonde, waving with the wind that greeted her.

"Where is that thing?" ask Duchess Alexsa. Before going up the hill, he looked for a shop that sold sharp objects and planted them.

"It's the Duchess" said Anne's waiter in doubt. He warned Duchess Alexsa not to mess with the two sharp objects.

"I want the sword."

Anne's servant gave the sword, Duchess Alexsa clasped the handle tightly and pulled it. To the point of how sharp and shiny the sword in his hand was. "Stop and rest."

Duchess Alexsa was prepared, although she wore the dress and it would not be able to prevent her from honing her skills first. In this age, she should be a strong woman and not fear anything. Because in this age, he had to go through all sorts of pain. Duchess Alexsa swung the sword with a look. His hand was so agile to play the sword, sometimes he used to kick and run according to the sharp object game.

Of course, to the amazement of Anne's servant, Duchess Alexsa was able to master swordsmanship. All this time, he was sure. Standing next to Duchess Alexsa, she never once saw Duchess Alexsa wielding a sword or arrow..

The maid Anne clapped her hands, approaching the master to wipe away the sweat that was soaking her body. "Duchess, really great."

"Thank you Anne, I had a dream last night. So I did it according to my dream. I was afraid, that swordsmanship was out of my memory. So I'm sharpening it" said Duchess Alexsa. She couldn't have told the truth that she wasn't Duchess Alexsa.

"So then, I had suspected that Madam was not the Duchess, but now that Madam had explained so I knew."

"Yes Anne, we'll be here a lot. It's better here. How about we make a tree house. Just relying on the wood."

"Tree house?"

Duchess Alexsa explains what a tree house is. The waiter Anne nodded in understanding, she carried out some orders to go back down and look for some people who worked, not forgetting she told Anne to look for stationery.

"Aragh!"

Duchess Alexsa turned her head, the shrill screams her ears, she sharpened her hearing. His footsteps continued to step towards that shout.

His nose smelled the billowing ground carried by the wind. There he saw three men, all three fighting a dragon-like monster with three heads and letting out fire.