Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

The Kingdom of Gracis celebrated the New Year.

The four seasons of the kingdom are milder than those of its neighbors. The four seasons tour the year evenly, not too hot compared to the southern continents, not too cold compared to the northern lands. The mild climate would have helped a country that had grown so much that it was called a big country.

In recent years, however, overgrown powers have diminished their power. The tyranny of the nobles and high-ranking officials is causing corruption from within, and the climate, which was as mild as it was responding to it, is also changing. Droughts, water damage, pest damage were frequent and famine occurred in various regions. Yet taxes were raised by the arbitrariness of the nobles, and the people lived an uneasy life every day.

If it were either corruption or famine in the country, it might still have been bearable. I can only hope it was unlucky for the people.

No, one side is a man-made disaster. Because this is what the country could have avoided if the king had done his government properly.

"Foolish..."

Yes, the people spit a grudge. As a matter of fact, if kings and royals hold the reins of the nobles and do their government for the people, they will not have to make unnecessary hardships. Still, they don't leave the country because they know that there are harder lives ahead of them in other countries than they are now. Immigration is an inexpensive workforce for other countries. Starting from scratch required uninterrupted effort and patience.

Nothing can be done, their grudges gather day after day without even wanting to take action. It was their routine to poke their dark faces at the liquor store after work and say stupidity.

"It's okay!"

But a child told them that. The child, one of the sons of the tavern, helps the tavern with the opposite bright look.

"What is it, kid? Don't pinch your mouth on an adult story.

Regular people look down at a cup of wood with cheap liquor in one hand, with an irritating look. The son of the liquor store chuckled, even though a normal child would likely escape immediately. It is a routine tea meal for him, such as a customer who is upset by the alcohol.

"We have the Prince of Light, so we'll be fine!

"Prince of Light?

The word was familiar to the man as well.

Playing tricks that helped the kids. A boy can become a brave man or knight with a branch in one hand, and a girl can play with a curtain wrapped around her body and become a princess or fairy. Everyone remembers playing at an early age.

And what has become popular among the children here lately is the Prince of Light's play. It is the story of the great muscle that the Prince of Light will take two subordinates and exorcise the villains to make amends, and the servant will have one Prince of Light role and two of his offerings. When it was there, he was additionally served as a villain or a princess, and with the prince's hanging voice, his squire snatched down the villains, and finally the prince role said, "One thing settled on this! It's called a decision dialogue.

Minato's source is a play titled "Prince of Light on the World's Renewal Road", performed by a traveler who stopped in town the other day. From the next day on, it became popular among the children and will never be abandoned.

I only found out the details because he has as many daughters as the son of this tavern. It is routine for my beloved daughter to recreate the play while reporting it. But play is only play.

"Hmm, such a child deceit..."

"There's a Prince of Light!

To words like ridicule, the son of the liquor store roughed up his loving laughter and forgetting his voice.

'Cause I've seen him before.

"Here! What are you doing to customers!?

A fist bone falls on his head before his son in the tavern finishes saying it to the end. The basin fell out of my son's hand and the noise sounded, but there was no damage because he didn't put anything on it.

"Go to the kitchen and help your father!

"Because, Mother, there is a Prince of Light."

"Go!

On my mother's sword screen my son swallowed the words and picked up the basin and headed towards the kitchen with heavy footsteps.

"I'm sorry, customer.

"…… what the child said, don't be too angry at me.

The right-width general here was powerful when angry, and her frustration and drunkenness earlier cooled in an instant. Seems like my own mother tells me that she will be scolded by it, and no one can turn against the general in this tavern. I just haven't been feeling very well here lately and shouldn't have come out to the store, but my complexion is pretty good now.

"Speaking of which, are you feeling all right?

"Yeah, because I got the medicine for the illness. Sorry to bother you.

Yes, the general makes me laugh.

"Yeah, speaking of which, he said a bunch of bandits who were nesting in the streets had been exorcised.

Because of the deterioration in security, a group of bandits frequently appeared and attacked pedestrians going down the street. Thanks to this, the traffic of the merchants has been drastically reduced, and if we hire escorts in preparation for the bandit group, the unit price of the goods will increase and we will be unable to reach them. The general must have been ill because she couldn't get the medicine for her illness.

"Some of the pedestrians said there were dead... and I'm really glad they exorcised me. But it's unusual for a lord to move for his people.

The man remembers a long-sighted lord. That lord who moves his fat body heavy compared to his meagre self. Their assessment is that it might be faster to roll than to walk.

"You've had the touch of lowering taxes this year if you say it's unusual.

The young man who was eating at the counter was the one who broke into the conversation between the general and the guests. He is also a regular in this store.

"Is that true!?

I didn't think that the patronizing lord would lower taxes for the people, but for the people.

"It's true. And those who still can't pay will be considered if offered. When I heard about it, I thought it was a foretaste of a natural mutation. No, there have been rumors recently that there were rare visitors to the Lords' Palace, but then you touched it..."

Yes, the young man asks the shopkeeper to drink while he leans his neck. The store owner prepared it immediately, but he also wears a knob when handing it over.

"Go ahead, besides.

The shopkeeper like that seemed happy for some reason. The general smiled happily.

But the man stirs up the liquor without realizing it.

Next to it, my son, carrying the ordered dish, walked by and whispered.

"Even though it's all because of the Prince of Light. Why are you hiding it from your father and mother……………"

It was a dark room there. The light source was only one lamp placed at the table in the centre, illuminating the hand of several human beings gathered in the room.

"We are ready.

"Do it or something!

The man's voice sounds. There was an atmosphere of anticipation and relief indoors in the words I had been waiting for.

"Everyone, calm down. I'm just ready.

The voice sounds a little calmer than earlier. The loose air tightens to the word.

"Now shall we begin………… all in the name of Saint Ferris.

"In the name of Saint Ferris!

And as he pursued his voice, so did all the indoors.

There was a person standing alone in a snowfield where no one had stepped in.

Only one person wearing a magician's unique robe looked at the white snowfield.

The person hated snow. Because the white of snow reminds me of a past I don't even want to remember. He also hated his pure white straight long hair as much as snow.

A little wind blows and bright white hair rises with snow falling on the ground.

"…… I wish it had disappeared.

While rejecting everything, the grunt, which sounded eager for something, sucked into the snow and disappeared.