It didn't take long for them to return to Nobile's house. When Kylde waited impatiently for Bianco, she finally fell out of the carriage. &1t;/p>

Kilde's excellent reflexes from years of martial arts allowed him to hold Bianko, and the girl was disfigured from touching her head on the ground, but her feet still hit the ground. &1t;/p>

"What are you doing?!" &1t;/p>

After holding Biancole steady, Kilde quickly shook off his hand and reprimanded her with a frown. Bianko just looked at her feet suspiciously, then at the carriage and shook her head. &1t;/p>

"It's weird." She tilted her head and said, "I stretched out my feet, but they didn't touch the ground." ”&1t;/p>

"There is a height difference between the car and the ground, so of course it will not directly step on the ground." &1t;/p>

Kyild pursed his lips and strode towards the house that was heading for the Nobel family. The carriage stopped in the courtyard of Nobile's house, not too far from the main house. &1t;/p>

"What's the height difference?" &1t;/p>

Biancole trotted up again to ask questions, and Kyald had a headache and even tried to shut her up—no, it wasn't in his grace. &1t;/p>

"Someone will teach you this later, for now, don't ask questions." &1t;/p>

"Oh." &1t;/p>

Fortunately, although the girl has many problems, she is very obedient. After Kyild ordered her not to ask any more questions, she fell silent. For the sake of her obedience, Kyild is also happy to slow down his pace a little so that she does not have to work so hard. &1t;/p>

Provided, of course, that he had convinced himself countless times to forget that face. &1t;/p>

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The servant pushed open the door to the main house, and inside was a dignified middle-aged man and a graceful middle-aged lady. They sat down at the round table and looked at Kyild and Bianco, who had walked through the door. The man remained seated, but the lady, who had the same gray-blue head as Kyald, looked agitated and stood up and took two steps towards them. &1t;/p>

"Oh, oh." She whispered, "This kid is ......"&1t;/p>

Biancole looked at her curiously, and she blinked, and walked straight in front of the lady. &1t;/p>

"I'm Bianco." She said, "Avos said, I'm going to ...... with Kui Hmm......"&1t;/p>

The maiden seemed to have forgotten Kyrd's name, and she struggled to remember it until the latter pulled her away from the lady's presence. &1t;/p>

"You don't have to go in front of someone to talk." Kyild reprimanded, "This is very rude, you must know that not everyone is as tolerant as the Demon King to allow you to be presumptuous, and you even call the Demon King's name, it is simply rude!" ”&1t;/p>

Biancole looked at him blankly. &1t;/p>

"I'm sorry, I know I can't ask questions, but I don't understand what you're saying." &1t;/p>

Kyelde kept his mouth shut, the girl's poor vocabulary meant him to not be able to communicate with her as he usually did with other nobles, which would only make him waste his tongue. &1t;/p>

"If someone doesn't let you go up, you can't walk in front of someone else." "You can't call people by their first names, you should say 'Lord Avos' instead of 'Avos.'" ”&1t;/p>

"Oh." &1t;/p>

Bianco's expression made it impossible not to think that she did not understand the meaning of doing so, but at this stage, Kryd thought that it was enough that she could follow orders and not do anything wrong. &1t;/p>

"Kayi, you're a little too fierce with this kid." The lady said softly, "She just came out of prison and doesn't understand anything. ”&1t;/p>

When the Demon King decided to arrange the guilty into the nobles' families, he had made appointments with the nobles in advance. They were even more aware of the affairs of the guilty than Kyald, who had direct control over the guilty. &1t;/p>

"Mother, it's my business." Kyild said with some haughtiness - this pride was not directed at his mother, "I am the one who regulates the guilty. ”&1t;/p>

Mrs. Nobil only sighed softly and said nothing more. Kyild leaned over his father and went to the second floor. &1t;/p>

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"Well, we'll have to give you a change of clothes anyway." Mrs. Nobil lovingly said, "You must not be allowed to walk barefoot in this dress." ”&1t;/p>

Biancole just looked at her quietly, while Madame Nobil thought for a moment, and then said to her, "Honey, you can ask questions, it's okay, Kye is just awkward." ”&1t;/p>

This sentence seemed to relieve the girl's ban, and she looked up at Mrs. Nobile who was half a head taller than her, and that simple face seemed to make Mrs. Nobil love it even more. &1t;/p>

"Can't I wear this?" "I've always worn this, and Lady Detilla said I should only wear this, and we don't need shoes, and the same goes for Rano and Rossy." ”&1t;/p>

"Oh, dear, of course you can go and wear something else, and you should wear it too." Mrs. Nobil frowned disapprovingly, "Now that you are out of prison, you should get a new dress, like a girl of your age should wear." ”&1t;/p>

As she spoke, Madame Nobil pulled Biancole down a hallway. The maid duly stepped forward and led them to a room full of women's clothing. &1t;/p>

"What is a prison?" Bianko asked, "Avos...... Adults and Kui...... Well...... All have been said, but the place where I used to live was called Prigine, and that was said by Lady Detilla. ”&1t;/p>

"They're the same thing." Mrs. Nobil patiently explained, "The man who wants to live with you is my son, and his name is Kird. ”&1t;/p>

Madame Nobil was immediately present, and every answer to her doubts would bring up more questions from Bianko. &1t;/p>

"Son?" &1t;/p>

The girl's black eyes blinked in confusion, and even being pulled by the maid to change clothes did not discourage her from asking questions. &1t;/p>

"He called me mother, do you know that word?" Mrs. Nobil pondered, "Or is the word 'mama' more familiar to you?" ”&1t;/p>

To her relief, Bianko nodded quickly. &1t;/p>

"Rano and Rosai taught me." The girl looked happy and said, "They say that there will be 'Daddy' and 'Mommy' to have me." ”&1t;/p>

"Yes, my dear, that's right." &1t;/p>

Mrs. Nobil decided to put the matter aside for a moment and turn the conversation to the matter at hand. &1t;/p>

"What do you think of these clothes?" She lovingly asked, "Do you like any of these clothes?" ”&1t;/p>

"Like?" Biankot repeated as she looked at her clothes, "Can you 'like' your clothes?" Rano told me that if I eat something that makes me happy, then I 'like' that food. ”&1t;/p>

"It's the same thing, my dear, if there's a dress that you feel happy to wear, then you 'like' it." &1t;/p>

Biancole nodded, looking interested. &1t;/p>

"Then I see." She even nodded to herself again, "I've learned the word, 'like', is something that makes me happy." ”&1t;/p>

Madame Nobil looked at Biancole with a smile, and when she saw the girl looking at her expectantly, she realized that she needed to do something. &1t;/p>

"Yes, you learned." She encouraged the girl, "And as a reward for you, you can choose any of the clothes here - they are placed here for you." ”&1t;/p>

After the Demon King told the Nobil family everything about the girl, she decided to treat the girl as her own daughter, which was not easy, because they only had one son in the family, but she would learn to be the mother of a daughter, for the sake of her fateful best friend. &1t;/p>

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At dinner time, Kylde frowned deeply as he walked out of his room and into the dining room on the first floor. &1t;/p>

"What is this?" &1t;/p>

The black girl in front of him had completely shaken off the dejected image of leaving prison, of course, as it should be, he could not allow a sloppy person to walk in his home. But that didn't mean he could accept the girl dressed like a serious aristocrat. &1t;/p>

"I think that's what a lady should look like, Kui." Mrs. Nobil said softly, "You don't want her to dress like a real criminal, do you?" ”&1t;/p>

"But that's what she's supposed to be." "She's just a guilty person," said Kyild slowly. ”&1t;/p>

"Kyo." &1t;/p>

Madame Nobil's warning voice did not change his mind, and he walked straight to Bianco, and pulled her from her seat not very politely. &1t;/p>

"Go get rid of this outfit." "This is not something you should wear. ”&1t;/p>

The girl in a cream-colored puff-sleeved top with a multi-layered skirt of the same color looked at him suspiciously. &1t;/p>

"Madame Rieg said these are mine, and I can wear it." &1t;/p>

Bianco's voice was not defiant and questioning, it was simply stating, but Kyild thought that the girl was disobeying his opinion. &1t;/p>

"I'm your immediate caretaker." Kyird's face was very gloomy, "Whether you understand what this means or not, in short, you must remember that you must do what I say, and if anything conflicts with my orders, then you can only obey me." ”&1t;/p>

However, this sentence still seemed too difficult for the girl to understand, and she frowned laboriously, and after a few seconds, she shook her head gently after realizing that the person in front of her would not give her more explanations. &1t;/p>

"Anyway, can I just swap it out?" She asked, "What can I wear?" ”&1t;/p>

Kylde gave her a cold look—his gaze averting her face again—and snorted almost inaudibly. &1t;/p>

"Simple clothes. It's like the one you wore through, but no dirt or untidy – don't ask what that means, go and repeat my words to the servants, and they'll find you what you should wear. ”&1t;/p>

"Oh." &1t;/p>

Bianko obediently walked out of the dining room. And when Kyild sat down in his seat, he saw his mother's disapproving look. &1t;/p>

"You're too her, Kui." "She's just a little girl," said Mrs. Nobile. ”&1t;/p>

"Now that she's 18 years old and she wants to live a normal life, it's time for her to learn to recognize her status and behave right." "I don't think you should tell her your name, she just needs to know Nobile's name and call you 'Lady Nobile.'" ”&1t;/p>

Sigela Nobil frowned at her son, whom she had always been proud of. Her son had been the best since he was a child, except for the incident a few years ago, which had made her son less than perfect - although he should have a human touch, that didn't mean he had become so paranoid. &1t;/p>

"Being angry because of a similar face proves that you're immature." &1t;/p>

Padron Nobil succinctly and seriously criticized his son, which made Kirde's face even more ugly. &1t;/p>

"If you notice, you'll see that she looks exactly like that woman." "And I think I have good reason to doubt her relationship with that woman." ”&1t;/p>

"And if you have enough trust in your parents, you won't use this reason as an excuse to excuse your gaffe." Padron said flatly, "Do you think it was the Demon King who was deceived by a girl, or did your parents be deceived by the Demon King?" ”&1t;/p>

"No, of course I didn't-" &1t;/p>

"Then get your gentlemanly demeanor back, Kyalde." Padron said unequivocally, "Just being angry with an innocent person because of the same appearance also shows that you have not let go of what happened until now, and such a performance does not satisfy me, nor can it please the Demon King." ”&1t;/p>

Kyild clenched his fists and did not speak again. &1t;/p>()

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