- It was 10 years ago.
I was brought to life in this world as the eighteenth prince of the Kingdom of Lykeberg. I was raised as a prince by name only, with unlimited rights to inherit the throne.
But there were a lot of people who wanted that name. I haven't even gotten 10 yet, and there's been a conversation from all kinds of houses.
Asshole.
That's what I threw up every time I had a conversation. Because it's just me and a distant woman who's old enough to get into a relationship. Even though they're adults over there, this one's still a kid.
This benefit was a pleasant time with the occasional beauty. But by the time I was an adult, my heart wouldn't be inclined to the aunts, and I used the privileges of children to do whatever I wanted.
Such a fold, for the first time a conversation broke out with a girl close to her age. The girl was named Charstena Rhinorc and the third lady of the good intermediate nobility. She was worthless again, just like me. Daimyo, if I could even connect with the royal family in the 18th, I would have been made to talk about it with that intent.
Well, it didn't matter what those grown-ups thought to me at the time. I was only thinking about the extent to which I would get engaged if I had any future.
I'm a prince even if I rot. When it was another dream of romance and other dreams, they made it a child and embraced reality.
But...
"Nice to meet you, Prince. Charlstena Rhinork."
I did. I picked up the hem of my dress with chocolate and bowed down. I fell in love with her at first sight. It was the so-called first love.
I had to close the deal that day at any cost. [M]
But at the end of the conversation, she told me that you two wanted to talk, and when you turned to her in your private room.
"Prince Gilk, I have someone I like. So whatever your father says, I don't love you, and I won't marry you."
It was a strong word. I fell in love with her more and more with a strong will that I didn't think was very young. So,
"... well. Actually, I have a woman who thinks about it, too. Honestly, I was punishing you for talking to me. You wouldn't either, would you? So why don't we both consign here? If me and you make a lying engagement, we won't be talking about this any more. If you're going to marry someone you think of, let's dissolve the engagement then."
He lied about not being able to disconnect with her and hung up on trying to get engaged just before the building.
That was the beginning of the relationship between me and her fiancée, just in form.
Not now. But one day, he played only his fiancée, who let him turn around. He deceived the world, lied to his father too, and faked his heart to her.
A relationship made of lies. I was still satisfied. Just keep hoping that eventually this lie will be true.
Even now, 10 years later, the relationship continues and the thoughts are stronger. Sometimes I find it painful.
But the most I wish for is her happiness. Now she looks so happy.
I'm sure that's where she is, not me.
In the end, I lost. Lies are only lies. It doesn't change the truth.
Enough.
I've had enough. What keeps you dragging cheats.
Dear beloved, let's do the best I can. So she can be happy.
"Uh, tired."
Feeling tired after a long full battle, I walked out of the modem with my shoulders circled. So what was waiting for me was not Charstena, who would always pick me up, but Gilk as he leaned against the wall alone.
"Is that it? What about Shall?
"Ray, we need to talk"
Gilk, who didn't answer my question and said he needed to talk, just walked out the aisle, not telling me to follow him.
"Hey, wait. Where are you going?
"Just shut up and follow me."
I don't want you to tell me whether or not there's an atmosphere surrounded by gilk. I'll follow behind the gilk.
It was on the roof of an unpopular building that I was brought here by a gilk with a slightly different atmosphere than usual.
This can't be...
"Sorry. Guy's out of defense."
"No, asshole."
Gilk puts a huge scratch on my mistake.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about, so they're gonna mistake me for a pervert."
"No, that's more than half your fault"
You're making me feel guilty. I'm pretty sure your loss deepened the misunderstanding, didn't it?
"So? Why did you bring me here?
"You and Charstena will be adventurers, won't you?
Gilk has returned the question with a question.
"Oh. When I graduate, I head to the World Tree first. I haven't really thought about it since. What, you want to come with Gilk, too?
If that's the case, I wish you could tell me at dinner. Did you think I could bring you all the way here and say no if I normally did?
"Asshole. I'm still a prince, right?
"Oh, speaking of which, what a prince you were"
".................. well fine"
After a long silence, Gilk shrugged as he gave up.
"Well, here's the problem"
"It's hard."
What's the problem? Just say the fucking answer.
"Well, don't say that. This is just right for you, asshole."
"You're selling a fight, aren't you? See?"
"I'd even like to sell it. I thought you were brilliant, because you two juniors came here with assholes."
Either this guy sells fights or he wants to compliment you.
You can light up bad friends who usually only do stupid things when they suddenly tell you they're good or something, right?
"Question one, what's Charstena's full name?
"What? That's not true, Charstena............ what is it?
"Oh, you, have you been so dumb..."
Gilk leaks a sighing-minded voice when he's frightened and speechless.
"And you have no choice! I've only heard of Charstena's full name about twice!
"You know what! Remember your woman's full name! Enough, you can't answer all the questions incorrectly if you stay like this. I'll explain it to you so you can understand."
I couldn't argue with it much longer, and waited very long to explain Gilk.
I don't remember her full name. It's my fault. Rather, I thank Gilk for making me realize that. If this thing was broken in front of Charstena... yeah, let's make a note of it.
I retrieved the note and waited for Gilk's words.
"What's that note? I'm not gonna explain it that hard, am I?
"Write down Char's full name and remember. Don't write down the description."
"............... Charstena's full name is Charstena Rhinorc"
Rhinolk, Rhinolk.
I write many times in notes.
"And she's... hey, are you listening?
"I didn't ask. I'm busy remembering Charles' name. Just shut up for a while."
"Do it later!
That's what Gilk took the note form from me.
"Ah, hey!
"I'll give it back to you later, so listen to me"
"Chip, I can't help it."
"Ha, why did I struggle for a guy like this..."
Gilk whined about that with a deep sigh.
Hard work?
I have no idea...
But if Gilk put up some kind of hardship for me, why don't you ask him quietly?
"You may have forgotten, but Charstena is my fiancée"
"Fiancé? … fiancée ⁉ …"
I muttered the same words twice and shouted with amazement the second time. That's not the first surprise I've heard...
"Were you still in that relationship? ⁉?"
"Naturally. It's the engagement of the prince and the noble lady. There's no way you're breaking it for no reason."
"You think it doesn't make sense that you started dating me?"
I was excited and unconsciously grasping at Gilk.
I thought that would have dissolved Gilk's engagement with Charstena.
He said when he first met Gilk that we both had someone else to think of and that he was continuing that relationship because it was troublesome to be able to set up a fiancée over and over again.
That's why I thought Charstena was relieved of liking me and starting dating.
"It's a guy named Different Identity. No matter how much you two like each other, Charstena's house won't admit it. I don't know what to say to myself, but I'm a prince. I mean, if Charstena and I get an engagement, her house gets the honor of royalty and relatives. Dismiss an engagement like that just for that reason? Normally the other way around. I'd rather try to break up my relationship with you."
Taking Gilk's word, I collapsed powerless.
Wait. Wait a minute.
Even worse now?
Oh, my God, is that... is that so...
"Damn... I can't..."
"Calm down. I have a plan."
"Is it true? ⁉ ⁉ ⁉"
I looked up at Gilk with the thought of straw.
"Oh. Why do you still think there's nothing for you from Charstena's house? I'm already working on my plan."
"What do you mean? Are you doing something?
"What do you think my specialty is? It's not enough to hide your relationship with Charstena."
Whoa, that kind of makes Gilk seem like a god. How reliable!
"Well, that's now. I've been hiding your presence in line with the militant tournament. twisted the facts along with it."
"How'd you twist that?
"You are a slave to Charles Stena's men."
Just kidding. I thought you were God. Give me back my feelings.
Wasn't there someone who twisted more?
I guess I'm too miserable.
"I know it's bad that you guys are always together."
"And you don't have a choice. How dare you start dating?"
"Then don't complain!... I can't go on."
I agree with that. Not if you're talking to me. We need to find out what this guy's planning and what he's doing.
"Anyway, I didn't find out about your relationship until before the martial arts. But the fact that I leaked about you at the time of Charstena's introduction made this a well-known fact. By now, this will be at Charstena's house, and I'm worried about your disposition."
"Shit, disposition is noisy..."
I won't be able to sleep on my own, will I? Shall we roll into Gilk's room?
"Sorry, but I'm not kidding. Suddenly it's hard to get on with physical persuasion, but I can't say enough. My engagement to nobility has always been fascinating to me."
"... let's beat that host up for now"
Because he slipped my mouth, I was in a position where the assassins could have targeted me. One shot or so would be forgiven.
"Well, I'm the one who leaked the information to that host."
"What are you doing? ⁉⁉⁉⁉R I'm not sure you're alive when a professional assassin is after you."
"Oh, calm down. It's not like I'm not thinking about it. It's all part of the plan. I rose at this time because it was my only chance"
Chance?
Instead of a chance when I was talking about it now, all I could remember was a sense of crisis...
"Ready? If nothing happens here, it will take time to pass it on to the King's Capital. But now that Charstena and your relationship have been uncovered, the Rhinorks are supposed to be using their magic props to gather this information. In other words, if you dissolve my engagement with Charstena in the last few days and make her acknowledge her relationship with you, the Rhinorks will have to acknowledge your relationship without being able to lay a hand on it. Plus, we have fathers and emperors here. If you declare before that, the Rhinolks won't be able to restore their relationship with me that easily."
"Oh, you genius..."
How far ahead are you, this prince...
You haven't been a prince to Dada. Oh, my God. I'm sorry I said prince or something.
"But how do you make me admit it?
"Easy. Tomorrow I'll announce that me and Charstena are fiancées. And then I declare it. If we win the tournament, we'll break up our engagement with Charstena and try to acknowledge your relationship."
"... is that what you want mixed up?
You didn't plan this because you wanted to win a militant tournament, did you?
"I don't deny it"
"I knew it!
I tried to blame Gilk. But on the brink of it, I can think of it.
I wonder why this guy did everything he could for me and Charstena. and.
Because we're friends? Because you're a junior?
There will be that too. But that's not all.
I'm sure this guy...
"Gilk. You, about Schal..."
You liked him? I couldn't say the words that followed until the end.
Because Gilk's eyes, staring silently, told him not to say any more.
"... ok. Tournament, we will definitely win"
I swore to Gilk instead.
Because I thought that was the answer this guy wanted.
If it was Gilk's head, he could have hit more hands.
But I got the girky message that I wouldn't admit it if it wasn't about that, that I had dared push the challenge of winning a militant tournament.
"Gilk, why don't you two have a drink today?
"... right. I'm going to silence you today or so."
At times like this, we can only drink and exchange drinks. Even if we're underage with each other, there's nothing more to a man's friendship.
When I take out the booze, the two of us exchange glasses. I thanked my best friend Gilk for meeting me, and spared my current breakup with my best friend, but we drank and swore late that night.
Gilk's thoughts are not wasted.
Be sure to defeat Sylvia and Dick and I will win the tournament.
I engraved it deep and deep into my heart.
"There are two days left in the martial arts tournament that has shredded the overrun over the course of two months. And today, the finalists of the tournament, which began on the first day of the tournament, will be decided." "Now let's admit the players." "The man who caused the turmoil in the tournament now." "Kitchikoo" "Against, there will be no need for an introduction." "Burning in the snowflake, she aims only to win." Sylvia. "
2 games left. You can't lose either.
To fulfill my vows with Dick, to the finals.
To fulfill your vows with Gilk, win.
With two vows in my heart, I stood here.
"Before we begin the game, let me share with the audience the absurd information that jumped in the other day."
Are you here? You're on schedule. I almost panicked if I didn't hear it beforehand, but now I can calm down and listen.
"Oh, my God, Kitchick had a hell of a hand against him. I told you the other day that she was in a lover relationship with Charlstena, and what a fiancée she was to Prince Gilk, the 18th Prince of the Last Berk Country."
"Pfft."
It's a joke that Gilk is called after. Haven't you accidentally blown it out?
"What is this, Kitchick?"
Huh?
Do you have to say something about me?
Suddenly he shook the story, and when he turned to the proponent of this plan, he pointed at himself for a moment and immediately waved to the side with the boom.
You mean it wasn't Gilk's instructions? So, he's the only one who's leaking information, huh?
I have no choice. I have to be recognized as Charstena's fiancée for this plan. I can't make unwanted mistakes.
I turn to the moderator and bend my hand quickly. Mike, come here.
Then, after a moment of wondering what to do, the moderator took out the spare microphone and threw it over.
"Uh, uh, testes"
Grab the microphone and start with the microphone test.
"Kohon, uh, everyone who comes to the venue, it's kitschy"
Uh, I finally said this name myself, and it made me a little sad. Will the day come when I can solve Saila's misunderstandings?
'It's about my fiancée who just came out of the story, but of course I knew. But that's what it feels like. You can't help but fall in love with Charles, can you? I can't believe a man does nothing with it. So bad for Prince Gilk, but I won't give him Char. Charles is my fiancée. "
Look, I gave him a good pass. Later, my best friend.
Did Gilk prepare it from the beginning or when I take the microphone out of somewhere, I take it to my mouth.
'Then I'll see if you deserve her. Martial arts tournament winner. If I can do this, I will dissolve my relationship with Miss Schalstena and declare on this occasion that you two are to be recognized in the name of Gilk Rustberg!
The audience gushed over Gilk's mouth only to let him do it. Gilk's words were heard by everything on this occasion.
Now, when it comes to nobility, it's so easy not to get involved in my relationship with Charstena.
Sharstena, who knew nothing about me and Gilk's ploy, had turned her face bright red and fell in love.
He dyed bright red to his ears and his eyes were moist. You were so happy with my declaration earlier, you didn't hear Anna plotting to pull it back into reality or anything.
Seeing how Charstena was like that, Gilk shook his head as big a deal as I could see. In my eyes the gilk looked sad somewhere.
'So shall we start the game, Sylvia? Let the game begin!'
Don't start on your own, Mike. Give it back.
That's a shame.
I probably threw the microphone back at the host. The moderator catches it in a panic and exhales in relief.
"Ah, here we go again, the game begins."
Dawn!
"You can do whatever you want... I don't like it"
"What? You don't like the fact that I even declared you Charles' fiancée? What, you're in love with me?
"Die."
You're dead -.
What the hell, this kid, Tundre?
You thought I was kidding, and Sylvia was staring at me.
"Oh, you're scary. If you looked like that, you'd ruin your beauty, wouldn't you?
"A big favor......"
Now, light mouth around here. Is it time to do it?
"Phew."
Let's see how it goes first.
The atmosphere I wrapped up in shifted from something that was deceiving to a state of combat. Sylvia, who perceived it sharply, also turns her expression into seriousness itself.
Tension increases. My eyes get sharp. The sound disappeared.
All we have is how we look at each other.
"... If it's not here, I'll go here"
I'm not gonna make it faint. Sylvia, who cut a paralysis on me, started a magical chant.
"First fire, be a spear that wears an enemy."
Fire + Spear = Flame Lance!
I anticipated the magic to be expressed from the chant. Raging, burning red spear ramblings. A spear is released that burns through the opponent, I guessed so. The speculation was right and wrong in a way.
"Flame Lance!"
What was expressed was a spear emitting blue and white light. Obviously, the calories in it were not comparable to the flame lance I knew.
Four spears wore me, split left and right up and down and hit me at the same time. I wait for it without pulling out my sword.
Burning blue and white flames. The heat contained in the lance explodes around the perimeter.
The heat emitted from the lance makes a noise, Juwa, much like baking meat, scorching the ground, and melting it with the drool as if it were lava. But...
"To this extent, you're falling short of expectations."
"Become..."
Standing in the ground melted in a doughnut shape, I didn't have one scratch, one burn. On the contrary, there was no movement from the shape before it was covered in explosive flames.
From Sylvia's point of view, it would have looked as if he withstood the attack without doing anything.
"What endurance."
Sylvia leaked an honest surprise at the incident, but of course not.
It's just a tale I endured with my demonic costume. But Sylvia couldn't recognize it because it activated instantly and deactivated it.
The point is, it's haphazard. Such hacking can be an effective means of attacking people on top of fighting them.
There are monsters in this world. That's enough for me and Dick to rot as fathers, demons, dragons.
Such a monster would not scratch one to the extent of the current attack. And the inhabitants of this world know that unconsciously.
In other words, if you do the equivalent of that monster, you'll embrace it so much. Everybody as skilled as me right now? They're honest people who don't suspect anything like that.
Sylvia, you can't beat me.
"Huh..."
I continue to haunt. Hatter was working pretty well unexpectedly, so I decided to get on with it.
"I destroyed the Fire Dragon, the Golden Witch, and the son of the Immortal Bird!
"What... ⁉ Um... ⁉"
I cummed out being the son of a hero here.
Sylvia opens her eyes and is stunned, causing the audience to twitch. I'll send Gilk a signal with my eyes.
'... it's a fact. The man there made my country, the son of two heroes, the man who accomplished the feat of completing all the subjects that would be his first since the Royal College began! It's called "All Perfect".
The slip out felt like I told him to do it, but when he started talking, Gilk started to get on with it gradually.
What are those two names?
I don't want to go that far.
The truth is, I wish you'd ended it.
"Huh... I didn't know you were really that hero's son."
Shit. This kid is so honest and cute.
It's so tight, I was wrong, but there's something cute about it.
Even as a child of Sylvia like that, I wasn't the only one who got better on the cute side.
"By the way, Dikuld Belstead, who won the tournament at the last tournament and also before that at an unusual young age, is the son of the Blue Knights Commander and Deputy Knights Commander of Fire Dragon Exorcism."
Gilk, in better shape, confesses to the fact of further shock. Keep standing, the audience was noisy about the cumming out.
I was guessing it wasn't, but I knew it was. Yeah, well, there's no way a hero-class person is rolling.
I thought it was strange that each other's parents were heroes and that we, the sons, were rivals, and when we turned our gaze to Dick to ask him for his consent - he was opening his eyes and consolidating.
Didn't you know?
No, I didn't know it before it went on either!
"I didn't know you were a hero's son until that man... you're strong in the street..."
Silvia, who is very honest, didn't seem to have the heart to doubt.
I was just suspected of something else, and I haven't told you a lie yet...
"From an early age I have advanced to inherit its blood and glory"
I'm funny, so I asked him to let me do it, too, and he took the lead back from Gilk.
"So let me tell you! There's only one Dickold Belstead who can defeat me in this place! They're powerless."
I pronounced the word "which villain's line" from the top with a high pressure gaze.
Do it, it's fun.
I enjoyed it that way... I was too well. He kept abstaining like this, and he overdid it thinking about it.
My words greased the fire named her fighting spirit.
"Not enough help...... don't get on with it! Even I've been trained to support brave men since I was young! I'm not like you who scratched Wallace on my parents' seven lights!
"Ooh, ooh?
I leaked a dumb voice at an answer that was too unexpected.
"The son of a hero who was chosen as one of the brave men cannot defeat me!
"Oh, yeah?
Sylvia heats up after hitting earlier to change what triggered it.
Now it was my turn to get barometric pressure.
"Stay, well, calm down."
"Shut up. I'll remind you that I scratched Walrus on my parents' Seven Lights!
Uh, I can't do this. Let me abstain. The operation is a huge failure.
Instead, I greased the fire and got into trouble.
Jesus, Dick, I wanted to keep a hidden ball for the fight.
"A sharp crystal storm brighter than blue and brighter than silver. Surprise, Icicle Rain."
"Come, Flamewind Sword"
A flame storm instantly antagonizes Sylvia's magic and shrinks quickly.
"Burn it down, phoenix!
When the flame-style sword was shaped, it was hairless and immediately summoned the phoenix. That's for defense against impending sharp ice debris.
I go into Sylvia hiding behind a flying phoenix.
"……… water blaster…………"
Oh, shit!
I fell in front of Gabba. A laser of water penetrates the phoenix over it.
The phoenix fire is extinguished by the laser disturbance of the water, both of the sounds called Juhuahuar.
"Doll Knight!
I snap to the ground and cast a new magic. The ground flourishes and mimics the shape of a person. And when it was shaped, a weapon appeared right next to that doll. That's cheap equipment removed from the storage space. Let it have one per person shape.
And all I could do was impromptu doll troops.
A doll of dirt wearing various types of weapons, ranging from swords, spears, axes and ends to bows.
"Go avant-garde!
Standing up with the dirt down, I wave my right hand, commanding Doyle. The Dolls, with melee weapons in their hands, rushed out simultaneously.
Sylvia sees it and goes into a magical chant.
"Do the Bow Squad!
There are no answers for the crew. But the brilliantly synchronized movement showed that the command of that unit was perfect.
That should be it, too. Because I'm the one manipulating Doyle.
A worn arrow that strikes simultaneously. The Dolls jump in without fear of the rain of their arrows.
That should be it, too. Because Doyle's body is dirt.
"Freeze, Blizzard."
A cold, cold, freezing wind blew through. The wind takes away all the temperatures in the passage and freezes them.
A frozen arrow is pushed back into the wind, eventually losing momentum and falling to the ground. And fogged with both the sound of the glass breaking.
The dowel body also freezes painfully, stopping its movement.
"Wearing braces."
My voice rings behind Sylvia's back. That's a word hung to poke at her gap, alarmed that she had finished.
"Become, when ⁉R"
a sword softly against Sylvia's neck muscle, which turned as if stunned,
"Don't lick the power of the Seven Lights, okay?
Yes, I proclaimed it ironically. Then Sylvia ate her teeth with regret and moistened her eyes with a kick.
What shall we do...
She looked cute like a little animal... but I thought something totally irrelevant to the battle to see how this looked differently just because there were more things shining in her eyes that looked so scary.
"Knock..."
"Sylvia, how long have you been doing that? Come on, man. Why don't you get serious?
She eats up her teeth in regret and tells her to turn her neck and I'm serious.
And he said, 'I'm so serious already!' To Sylvia, who says angrily, I gently urge her to surrender, a myth that she triumphs while hiding the hidden sphere.
"... admit. I regret it, Kitchick, but I'll admit it."
"Thank you."
"... if you don't mean it, you can't win."
..................... Huh?
I mean it already there! Isn't that what you're saying?
What? Did you read the script?
Did you give it to me properly? Director!
"I admit it. You're the one I deserve to fight for."
Sylvia's face, who said so, was refreshed as if she had taken possession.
Oh, my God.
If you look like this, I can't stop being serious, either.
I put my sword away from Sylvia.
"... are you going to give or take?
"No, I just didn't think it was funny to end with this either"
When I smile, I see Sylvia's inquisitive gaze.
"Regret. That's the last win. This past year, with my moves to complete just to defeat Dikuld Belstead, you will fall."
So confident, and forcefully, Sylvia declared, she pulled the knife out of her sheath.
Now a knife? What magic?
"Sun Tian Fantasy"
It's not a chant. ⁉
Chant discarded or moves?
I stood ready for quarantine, wondering what magic was coming, and I bent over.
Where do they come from?
My gaze was fixed on Sylvia's knife.
Using a weapon... isn't it magic?
I didn't use anything but magic to this point. Is there any way she wouldn't use magic?
Sylvia laughed in front of me as she replied to my discussion.
Ahhhhhhh
I jumped off the spot. Rolling down the ground, he relied solely on crisis-sensing reactions to greatly flaunt Sylvia's attacks.
As I rolled and stood on the ground, I immediately saw where I had been.
There was - another Sylvia.
"Sylvia's the two ⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉\82
The moment I said that in amazement, the first Sylvia disappeared.
At that moment, the crisis signal rings in my head again.
Again, try to roll the ground and escape. Then jump off the ground and put the two Sylvias in front.
"What? Magic?"
…………
Sylvia, divided into my questions, pierces silence. I don't seem to be willing to answer.
Can you tell me?
"Ha, it's getting interesting"
Am I a combat freak?
The same happened when Singen, but I have myself excited and having fun when I meet a strong enemy.
"Shall we?"
I got serious. Look, Dick. It's a little early, but it's revealing.
Thin and thin, with a magic blade on your arm.
Wire your magic to cover your shoulders, elbows, knees, and all joints.
And give your body all the magic armor.
Close your eyes and be conscious.
"Demon Costume"
This is the complete system of demonic costumes. I wasn't as talented as Gold. I took nearly a year and a half to complete, demonic form.
Don't blunt the movement, keep the stiffness intact.
"First form, demon man!
That's what I named that finished form. One step, with the real feeling that I got him close.
Wrap the red magic light around your body, carry a blade lined with famous swords in your arms, and I'll set it up. Pinned and stretched fingertips like a knife. His legs opened shoulder-width, and when he stood as if in a fighting-pose, he barked all ready.
"Come either way."