"hair..."

"You noticed."

I was startled by a voice that didn't belong to me, and it took me a while to realize that I could speak too.

What are you waiting for!

However, to my disappointment, I could speak, but I still couldn't control my body, and the voice sounded more like it came directly from my head, not from my side.

"Where are you sir?"

"Wherever you are, I will be there."

It took me two seconds to think about the meaning of Mr.'s words, and then I came to a more reliable conclusion that I was in Mr.'s body.

This statement sounds weird. To be precise, it should be that my consciousness is attached to the past husband, and I saw the memory of the husband.

So what is the angle of view, sir, and how does it feel like it fell on the roof?

No, no, it's too far away.

"Was my hair this color when I was born?"

"Yes."

I was still a little puzzled, "I thought they were just kidding me...but since I was born pale blond, how did it turn into beige when I grew up?"

I couldn't move my eyeballs, and naturally I couldn't shift my gaze, and since my husband was always looking at me as a baby, I naturally could only look at myself.

I always feel... when I think about being naked/naked with only a layer of cloth being stared at by my husband for so long, I get flustered.

stop!You were a baby then!Don't overthink it!

Mr. was strangely silent.

At this moment, the picture suddenly changed, and the angle of view was still as high as before.

The couple cuddled each other and slept very soundly, and the grown-up baby girl was placed in the crib by the window, she was clearly awake, but obediently kept silent.

Ask me why I knew she was awake, it was because I saw her eyes.

The suddenly zoomed-in perspective allowed me to clearly see those blue eyes that were as clear as jewels, which were completely different from my ordinary black-brown eyes.

is this really me?

I'm suddenly not sure.

"Yah~"

I don’t know if it’s the same with all children. Originally, she was just staring at “me” curiously, and the baby girl suddenly laughed, her round eyes bent into a crescent moon, and she waved her fleshy little arms like lotus root joints thinking Asking for a hug, seeing how cute she looks makes my heart melt.

I am inexplicably proud, this is me when I was a child, it is really unusual!

As if I heard my heartfelt voice, a pair of adult male hands appeared in my field of vision, and then picked up the baby girl, and gently shook it twice. I don’t know what else he did, and successfully teased the baby girl Had to giggle.

The child's laughter caught the mother's attention, but the woman didn't really wake up, she just groaned in a half-dream, and when her daughter's voice stopped, she fell asleep again.

As early as when the woman turned over, the owner of the hand put the baby girl down and walked to the corner. After waiting for a while, there was no movement before stepping out from the darkness and coming to the side of the crib again.

The baby girl seemed to like him very much. As soon as she saw him appear, she waved her arms and laughed again. This time, the owner of the hand did not pick her up again, but drew a magic circle on her belly with his fingers.

When the last stroke was finished, the white light representing the success of the drawing was lit, and I finally heard Mr.'s voice.

"That's because I put a seal on you."

...What's the meaning?

It was like a sudden freeze, my brain went blank, and it took me a long time to match this sentence with my previous question.

It means that the reason why I changed from the conspicuous blond hair and blue eyes to the ordinary brown hair and brown eyes is because my husband put a seal on me, suppressing my special side.

"...why?"

I thought my voice would be very hoarse. After all, it is more dramatic and fits the development of the plot.

But no, apart from the slow response, I don't have any problems with my voice, which makes me a little disappointed.

How to put it this way, it doesn't seem to surprise me so easily to be told such a thing after knowing that Mr. is the Demon Lord.

"why?"

Mr. chuckled.

"Just do what you want, why do you want anything else?"

"I don't believe it." I said firmly, "Everything you do is purposeful, and doing whatever you want is something I do. You are different, sir."

The husband seemed to be taken aback for a while, and didn't reply to me for a while.

"...Really," he said, "then you probably don't know me very well."

"No, no one knows Mr. better than me." I couldn't help but say, "Unless you have been acting for the past 14 years, I am definitely the one who knows Mr. best!"

After a pause, I asked again in a less confident voice: "Are you?"

"..."

Just when I thought I would never get the answer, I suddenly heard a very soft no.

No matter how soft it was, I could still hear the voice that appeared in my mind in this special way, and my mood immediately became very excited.

"really?"

"I'm not a professional actor, how can I act for 14 consecutive years, even I will feel tired."

The gentleman's tone was helpless, and finally let me regain a little bit of the relaxed feeling when the two of us got along in the past.

"That's good..." I murmured.

In this way, I have reason to convince myself that my husband has feelings for me.

Even if there was indeed a purpose at the beginning, but after 14 years, raising a dog can create feelings, not to mention people.

And... I believe that sir is not such a heartless person.

but--

"Can I ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"How did Mom and Dad die?"

"Didn't you already know?"

I gave a little grace.

"I encountered a monster attack on the way home. I know this. I was just thinking, since you have kept such an important matter from me, sir, have you kept something else from me?"

When I didn't get an immediate response, I knew I was right.

"Can you tell me? How did they die?"

"...You're very smart, but there are some things it's better not to know."

"But I want to know." I persisted, "If it's an accident, forget it, but if it's man-made... I hope that one day I can personally avenge them."

The gentleman paused, "Then how are you going to take revenge? Kill them?"

I thought, "Why not?"

"Since they dared to attack my parents but let me go, I should be mentally prepared that one day I will find out the truth and seek revenge against them."

"Some people will feel that letting you go is out of kindness."

I almost laughed out loud, "Yeah."

"That's a pity. I don't think so. I only know whoever killed my important family member, and I will seek revenge from that person."

"With your current ability, I'm afraid you can't do this."

Still unable to control my body, I clenched my fist in my heart and asked.

"So, can you please lift the seal on me?"

Mr. agreed, which I did not expect.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it was Mr. who made me think I had no talent for magic.

I don't know what other people would think, but I don't think it's a bad thing.

As the sole heir of Cecil's direct line, as long as I am not married, the seat of Patriarch is mine.

But if I still have the original blond hair, I am destined to be raised as a bright mage since I was a child. Those who covet the position of Patriarch will use various reasons to take the title of Patriarch from me. There is no way to completely rise to power, as long as the power in my hands is emptied, it doesn't matter whether I am the head of the family or not.

It's not that I want to be the head of the family so much, but I'm just an orphan girl without father and mother. Even if I have the status of a quasi-princess, in a big family that can eat people, I can't survive without enough status. , Maybe it will be cultivated into a puppet without the right to choose independently, that is definitely the last thing I want to see.

In comparison, becoming an ordinary person is easy to be underestimated, but it also gave me enough time to study, not to mention that my husband is protecting me, so those people have no chance to do anything to me even if they want to.

At this point, I must be grateful to Mr. Although he made it more difficult for me to become stronger, he also stayed and became my protector, and even if he didn't do this, I might not be able to get there safely. On the contrary, this is the best situation I can think of.

Don't say that Mister can choose not to seal my power and only stay to protect me, such a thankless thing would be done by a fool, and besides, I don't think Mister, as the devil king, would have any special relationship with a small nobleman in Velesla , the idea of ​​being entrusted by someone has been unreliable a long time ago.

The process of releasing the seal was easier than I imagined. After returning to reality, my husband only asked me to close my eyes and lie on the bed for a while, and it didn’t take long. When the burning feeling on my stomach disappeared, the seal was released Yes, it's unbelievable how easy it is.

The first source of realism is my hair, because the effect of the medicine has passed, and I have returned to my original appearance at this time, and the hair color is also, but it is not the light brown I am used to, but it can shine under the moonlight Shiny platinum gold.

As long as I lowered my head, I could see the long curly hair hanging on my chest, and then I looked in the mirror, and saw the blue eyes that were as blue as the sea in my memory.

Obviously it just changed the color, but it seems to be a completely different person, even I, who is most familiar with this face, almost can't recognize it.

I think, if I walk on the street like this, no one will recognize that I am Agnes Cecil, at most, it will be another person with a similar face. After all, even if it is a disguise, no one will recognize me. Pick the most easily spotted blond to disguise.

Thinking of this, I thought of another question.

"If someone asks me to use light magic, and I don't know how to do any of them, won't I be suspected?"

Compared to my nervousness, Mr. was very calm.

"So you should start studying now."

This is another thing I didn't think of. Like lifting the seal, the process of learning light magic is also very easy and simple.

I thought with emotion, is this the benefit of high affinity? It really is the difference between clouds and mud.

I'm used to this kind of magic that can be successfully used without much effort, just by chanting the spell casually, I'm afraid I will be very uncomfortable if I want to go back to the way before.

...wait, why does this sound familiar?

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I personally feel that this part of the plot should be quite controversial, but I am so cool, no one should argue ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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