Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

When Ignatz turned his gaze to the person who blocked the conversation, one boy stood looking like a girl. He found out with the boy because his costume was wearing a coat or pants. If he was wearing a woman's dress, he would have mistaken him for a girl. Sarah's pale blonde hair, fine emerald-like blue eyes, and fine white skin on a face that looks like a beautiful girl. The dark green costume, which the blondes would have combined to flourish, was embroidered with gold and silver threads in every detail.

"Prince, I knew someone………………"

"That's right, you want me to introduce you too?

The boy smiled with a grin as Ignatz's eyes met. Ignaerts figured out who he was at a glance.

(This child, the seventh prince Hershelik………)

I should have turned five this year. It is rumored that it is not Huamei compared to the princes and princesses above.

I'm sure there's no hua compared to the first prince, Ignatz thinks. But he is still the king's child, who is rumored to be the owner of an undying beauty even though he is a man. The beauty of the child, the prince, also draws a line from the public.

But a noble born prince is only a five-year-old. He would be unfamiliar with the social arena, grabbing Octavian's clothes sleeve and looking up at him anxiously.

"Nice to meet you, Your Highness Hershelik. My name is Ignatz Navy. I'm the eldest son of the Baron Navy family. The Navy family receives the status of Baron, but also has a wide range of business. Please know me.

Ignaz smiles with a nostalgic smile.

(Indeed, the seventh prince heard that the king's love was the most severe. If you make a good impression, you won't lose.

That's what I had in mind.

"I'm Hershelik Gracis. Orange...... do you know Octavian?

Saying so, the young prince leans his neck.

Orange...... yes the prince called Octavian. That is proof that Octavian has already earned the prince's trust. To a man who earned the royal trust, Ignaerts once again burned a flame of jealousy, but he never put it on the table.

"Yeah, it's from college. By that time, I had spoken to His Highness's brother, His Highness Marx, on several occasions.

"Is that so!

Turning his gaze to Marx, who is now surrounded by your ladies, Hershelik looks surprised. And I looked at Ignaerts again with a fuzzy, serious look. He had a very good face.

"…… Prince, shall we have a meal?

Octavian, who seems uncomfortable, says, and Hershelik nods.

Ignaz laughs at the way it looks. It felt good that the prince gave him priority over his own knight. After his own knight was gone, Hershelik opened his mouth hard to say.

"Lord Ignaerts..."

"Please, Your Highness, call me Ignaerts.

When Ignaerts smiled, he seemed relieved by his expression.

"Ignaerts, I need to talk to Oran about old knowledge.

So seriously Hershelik cut him out and invited him into the shadow of a few pillars. And the young prince starts talking in a whisper that no one can hear.

"Brother Marx hasn't been well lately.

Hershelik starts talking with a worried expression.

His half-brother and first prince Marx has become a Knights member after graduating from college. But it seems to be blocking in here lately. Yes, Hershelik looks at his brother worried. When Ignaz followed his gaze in the same way, he was Marx, surrounded by your lady as before, but felt like there was a shadow somewhere.

Speaking of which, there have been rumors in the social arena lately. There are rumors that the First Prince is blocked. It's just that he's a social rose prince. I thought it would only be rumors because he's so gorgeous...

"When I grew up and felt responsible for my father's inheritance... I heard that he was doing so... and that's why I wanted to go to the club today. I thought I'd feel a little clearer if I went to a glorious place..."

Yes, Hershelik gets depressed and continues his words.

"Otherwise, my brother is going to come up with………………………………………"

Hershelik spins his words with a crying expression even now. It was what my brother thought his brother looked like.

"But that was the shallow wisdom of the child. In the end, I just let him hang out with me selfishly, and my brother... Ignaz, is there any wisdom that would make your feelings lighter?

"…… That's right."

Ignaz poses as a thought-provoking breeze on the surface. But inside I was happy.

(Here comes your chance!

It was a very big opportunity for him. If we can successfully get into the next king here, the ambition he has is not a dream either. … may also reach the ministerial status.

"Ok, there are products that are only supposed to be given to our customers. But this time, I was impressed by His Highness Hershelik's thoughts and kindness towards my brother. Let us give that product away specially.

"Is it true!?

Hershelik smiles in gratitude from the bottom of his heart to Ignaz, who he says alot. Ignaerts also smiled and responded. But it's a completely different emotion from Hershelik.

"One thing, there are conditions. Please take the Honorable Marx and the two of you to this room.

"Can't you orange?

To Hershelik, who looks anxious, Ignaz softens his expression and overlaps words to reassure him.

"Yeah, because it's very special.

"……… I understand.

Ignaerts confirms that the contemplated prince nods and specifies the time and place. Hershelik confirmed his time and nodded with an incompatible silver Komi pocket watch from his pocket.

He reacts to Octavian's voice calling Hershelik and turns to you. There was a cake in his hand that seemed to please the child.

"See you later, Ignaerts!

Yes Hershelik hits and changes from earlier, turning his back on him in a cheerful voice.

Ignaerts turned back on his heels when he dropped off the prince. To rent a room from the organizers here in the mansion. I already let the landlord here grab the money, so the room can be rented easily. All you have to do is ask for payment.

(I'm getting lucky............!

He grabbed his fist in his heart while moving ahead early.

Hershelik, on the other hand, is Octavian...... When he receives a pile of cakes from Oran, he takes the appropriate seats and carries a bite-sized cake to his mouth. When I said bite size, it took about three bites because Hershelik, a five-year-old, was large. Lose the dessert that Cro makes, but it's delicious inside.

"Damn, don't forget the operation, right?

"…… bad.

Hershelik stares at the reflecting orange, whilst cheeks full of cake.

Oran, who distracted me, offered me tea, so I thanked him, received it, drank it, and took a breath.

(If I hadn't grabbed my sleeve, I'd have slashed it.

Hershelik sighs even though I remember now. It wasn't long before Hershelik came out with a plan. Oran planned to guide him well and lure him in a little more. But Oran, confronted with the target, had his hands on the pattern of his sword at an angle unseen from Ignaz.

(Really in a hurry......)

I guess I hated Ignats for pushing my fiancée, he was shaking slightly when I grabbed his arm. She was so big for Oran.

But Hershelik thinks he could have restrained himself. Hershelik knew in his short relationship that he had reason to be able to control his passion.

But there was a possibility of suspicion. That is why Hershelik appeared forward in the adrift.

"... the black dog won't go back?

Oran asks Hershelik in a whisper.

Speaking of which, Oran refers to Chro as a black dog. On the contrary, Crowe don't call each other by name by referring to Oran as a bad knight. I thought we weren't close, but we're close enough to talk bad or joke about each other. I'm not sure if it's good or bad. Answer Oran's question while I try to ask him why he won't call his name next time.

"Not yet, I guess.

Crowe is now having him dive into the Embee family, Ignatz's raw house. Of course, to find evidence to connect to the medicine. If it was insurance for when the target didn't come on this time, but at this rate, it would end up worrying.

(Only how to cook later.

Stand up cheeky with the last bite of cake in your mouth. My brother is surrounded by flowers and butterflies. That's my eldest brother, Marx. I also have the position of first prince, but I naturally enjoy the conversation with the ladies like your son. Maybe she's just a natural woman. By the way, they call me Prince Rose and Rose. I would also like to see how he would react if I told him.

By the way, he hasn't been in lately because he was simply busy. Anyone in the shiny new society in their first year of graduation will be busy. However, it is time to open a social place that has long been a pleasure for my brother.

To tell the story, Hershelik, wearing the mask of the harmless prince of humans and animals, stepped into the battlefield of a woman named Garden surrounding Marx with Oran.

Why did you take Oran? And you'll wonder. Exactly. Hershelik also goes to the sparkling battlefield of the women, and it is horrible to go alone.

Because I was a woman in my previous life, I know there's nothing more scary than a woman's battlefield mentally.