Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

I don't know about the unmotivated Heath, Hershelik plays a confused young prince while watching the meeting.

He sat alongside his brothers in the seat reserved for him at the corner of the room. Ahead of Hershelik's gaze, his father, the king, next to him his eldest brother Marx, minister Barbasse, who served as a facilitator, and the faces of senior officials and leading nobles from the other stations surrounded the long table prepared in the center of the room.

"The Imperial Army is expected to be about 10,000…………"

Although not visible from Hershelik's location, the map was spread out on the long table, and the Military Bureau officer was reporting the current situation while pointing to the map.

Hearing the report and drawing a map in his head, Hershelik rotates his head fully.

(Well, winning the war is quick.

The same goes for informing the prestige at home and abroad, and it will be an expansion of the national territory. Besides, 10,000 is the way things are going, and depending on the outcome of this battle, the Empire may push in more large armies, Hershelik expects.

(Well, how are we gonna set this up?

Hershelik runs his gaze as his brothers pinch his left and right. Ahead of that gaze was Marquis Barbasse, the minister next to his father.

Manipulating people as they please, making numerous sacrifices, but looking down on their misery in the safety zone, the minister who cows this kingdom in the shadows... is the one who took away Hershelik's loved ones.

Hershelik gently holds down with his right hand the pocket of the silver Komi pocket watch he received back from Shiro, and when he moves that hand and touches the piercing that emits a gentle glow like a polished copper coin in his right ear, he puts his hand back on his knees.

These former bearers are no longer in this world. One was a minister's plot, the other left the world to protect himself. Hershelik remembers the last look on their faces and holds their fists.

"How many soldiers in the border fort?

To the words of the high official Hershelik regains consciousness. The agenda was about future policies regarding the invading Atorad Empire.

"It's about three thousand. According to the report, there are also few stockpiled foods, and I was wondering if it would be difficult to have a long cage castle without reinforcements. We are already in the process of arranging reinforcements and food without delay……"

The director of the military bureau answers the nobleman's question by creating a tannic surface.

"The problem is that the morale of the soldiers is too low.

Hershelik could somehow imagine why.

There are three reasons why soldiers don't have morale.

The first is that there have been no more than 10,000 fights in the past few years, so the soldiers are not used to fighting.

The second is an empire in which the enemy has the same power as his own country. There is no guarantee that we can win for sure.

The third is because Roland Ordis, who was hailed as a fiery general and enjoyed tremendous support, left active duty. The morale of the soldiers is increased and the morale of the enemy army is shredded by the mere presence of him, who has been victorious in many battlefields.

War is about numbers. But that's never all. Even if there is an overwhelming majority, if the morale of the army is low, the battle situation could be turned upside down.

That's why the director of the military bureau is also motivated by morale.

"So I have a suggestion.

Next to the king until now, the minister who acted as facilitator of the meeting opens his mouth. In one word, I could see that the air in the room was stuck.

The Minister's gaze turns to Hershelik. Hershelik's blue-eyed and Barbasse's hazelnut eyes intersect.

"In order to raise the morale of the army to His Highness Hershelik, I would like you to go out on the front and encourage the soldiers.

Hershelik thinks that time will freeze precisely at this time. Everyone took a breath and felt their gaze gather with their skin.

"Do you understand what you're saying, Minister!

The first person to break the silence was Marx, who was next to the king. At all times he smiles with integrity, shaking his burning red hair and pointing his sharp gaze at the minister.

"Hershelik still has seven. Something like going to battlefield. If you need royalty on the battlefield, I'll come.

Marx shows himself with his right hand and does not hesitate. But Barbasse shook his head.

"What do you say, Your Highness Marx? Your Highness is the first honorable heir to the throne.

Barbasse says in a troubled breeze with his eyes down. Another prince, who was arraying right next to Hershelik to him like that, stood up and opened his mouth.

"Then I'll come.

A chilled voice sounds. If Hershelik looked up, the second prince, William, had a more rugged look at the minister than usual. Tie the silver-like long hair inherited from my father into three loose braids, with deep blue eyes as cold as the bottom of the lake looking to the minister.

"If I were you, I would be the second prince, and I would have no problem with my age.

"No, His Highness William is an auxiliary position to His Highness Marx. Let's also have an executive.

William lurks his eyebrows in the minister's words. William, who graduated from the College this year, currently worked in the Department of Foreign Relations. I'm still a newbie because I'm royal, and I have a busy day doing my official and diplomatic work.

"Then..."

"Neither His Highness Arya, His Highness Lenette, nor His Highness Utel are suitable for this encouragement.

The minister continues his words, blocking Arya, the third prince he tried to rise with.

"His Royal Highness Arlia, His Highness Lenette is a necessary person to contribute to the magical development of our country, including Master Cecily. His Highness Utel is still sick. Besides, His Royal Highness Tesseri is currently studying abroad, and Master Menow is also in suburban therapy.

I heard a breathtaking sound over Hershelik's head. There was Arya and Lenette, who looked up and distorted their faces regrettably, and Utel, who abandoned his usual temperate expression and wicked.

The Minister is right, the triplets, who are making achievements while walking turtles in the study of combined magic, can't even be indispensable with one person, and the battlefield will be hard on Utel, who was lying on the floor until the other day.

So, the minister turned his gaze back to Hershelik.

"His Highness Hershelik has grown in popularity in the country since the incident with the Church earlier. The soldiers must be excited because of the young prince.

And the minister has a smiling smile.

"What, there is no danger. I've got more than twice as many soldiers. There is not a single element, such as His Highness becoming dangerous. Please, Your Highness Hershelik, would you accept this for the good of your country?

Hershelik is distracted by the Minister's words.

(What are you talking about, that raccoon father?

Thinking out of common sense, it's strange in itself to get a kid who just turned seven this year to the front line. I'm trying to reason with you the most, but I could see you trying to push it through. The fact that the other nobles remain silent would mean that they are already keeping their mouths shut.

I also dismissed all of my brothers' offers, and said it was for the good of the country and blocked my way out. Advice above. There's no way the last prince without power or backshield can do this.

But earlier than Hershelik replied, a voice echoed on the spot.

"Then no.

It was a short, but powerful word. Everyone pays attention to the person who spoke.

That attention was drawn to the King, who ostensibly has absolute power in this country, and to Hershelik, the twenty-third king of the kingdom of Gracis, Solje Gracis, the man. He spins his words clearly again, even though he is blue.

"Then no.

But Barbasse, who was supposed to be his subordinate, jumped the word head-on.

"Your Majesty, they say no, but this is an official business. His Highness Hershelik is a young but royal. Let us do our duty for the people.

"However…….."

"Or will His Majesty reject it because it is His Highness Hershelik? Are you treated favourably because you are the only child of the princess?

They poke me there. Soldier shuts up. I am in no way scorning the other princes. But the best thing about Soldier was that he couldn't help but be a young Hershelik.

My brothers and princes know that. For them too, Hershelik is the youngest youngest son of his age. Besides, this youngest child is the nature of jumping dangerously from himself. That's why they're doing everything they can to protect Hershelik.

But he that was his subject rose up, and went forward himself. And a word.

"I'll go.

smile hershelik said. It's also a little easy to go out and use it.

"Hershey!?

Soldier rises up with enough momentum that the rattle and chair are about to fall. I also found the brothers all looking at themselves with a surprised look, but still Hershelik didn't break his smile and continued his words.

"'Cause you're all in trouble, aren't you? I'm helpless, but I'd be happy to help.

"But Hershey, it's dangerous, isn't it?

That was Utel's word. I have a mild look on my face and my voice should be soft, but Hershelik, who knows his nature, is as comfortable as he is threatened, but still didn't try to change his mind.

"It's okay.

Straight to say so, Hershelik looks to Barbasse.

There he removed the mask of a bewildered young prince, and laughed at hershelik the vegetarian.

"Because I (...) have leaders I can count on.

The only person who noticed the change in the language was his family. Too small a change. But that means Hershelik is in a state of war.

At the same time, the door to the floor was opened, as if the words were signals. It was the leaders he trusted who showed up.

"Excuse me.

The first to enter the room was a young man wearing a uniform similar in design to that of the Kingsguard knight, who nodded and tied his orange hair to one with a customary gold mesh. It was also once again sharp that he ran his slightly drooling sky-like blue eyes indoors with a relieved look when he found his Lord.

"Octavian Ordis, the lead knight of His Highness Hershelik. Permission to enter, please.

He was already in the room, but Octavian - Hershelik has a young man known as Orange or Oran - thanks the knight with his right arm in front of his chest.

"We're in a military debate! What a knighthood is thinking!

The accusations of the nobles gathered against him, but there were those who prevented it.

"With all due respect, the head man who serves you is a recognized position by His Majesty. Can a nobleman denigrate that?

The young man who entered the room with a grin was a young man with glossy lacquered black hair and dark red balls with dangerous light. His name is Schwartz Zweik. Hershelik is called Kro, and he looks around gracefully in his tailored butler clothes.

"Our Lord is not our country, only you. It is a presence authorized to His Majesty to refrain from being at the Lord's side at any time. I understand that denouncing and denying our existence means that you agree to denounce His Majesty's will when you pull back?

The nobles silence themselves in the words. Even if the minister had bulldozed the country, it would ostensibly be a country that would receive a king. The nobles must not harm the king's prestige.

"Hey, is Hershelik okay?

It is Shilo who has entered the room without reading the air of the place and calling the Lord aside. He looks indoors with an equally grumpy look when he breaks up, finds Hershelik and soothes that look. But that was an instant.

Noticing that Hershelik was advancing in public, Shiro distorted the beauty loved by the goddess. Whatever it was, it just seemed like Hershelik was hanging.

"Hmm?"

The indoor air became even heavier when Shiro squeaked a word that seemed to narrow his eyes. On the contrary, it feels like the temperature has dropped. The beauty said she was scared when she got angry, but Shiro said she was scared when she got angry. She had a reputation in the castle for being horrible when she passed through.

It is also a famous story in the castle that Shilo exercised his magic relentlessly against all those who mistakenly thought she was a woman because of her appearance, even though she had previously spoken publicly to a man.

It was only at the beginning that a senior official blew it with a breeze caused by wind magic, and then also blew it to shame. The senior officer, by the way, was physically intact but his mind was heavy.

An aristocrat went on the outrage of stroking his ass without even taking Siro's advice. He exercised the freezer-like magic of wrapping it around him with ice magic, so that Shilo, furious with no expression, could not escape by putting a line around him. He said, "I have a good cold attitude, what did I say, so I just chilled him? It was." It also puts more boundaries around it and shuts out all the other magic. It was thorough enough to prevent other magicians from being rescued. Had Hershelik not hastened to let it disarm, the nobleman would have frostbitten even if he hadn't died.

There is no forgiveness for other knights who still follow them in the assumption that they are women, such as trauma implantation by chasing them around with a tracking bullet of flamemagic fireballs, called training. By the way, Shilo seemed very entertaining at that time, Hershelik has heard reports from Cro.

In the castle they were now so afraid that they said, "Don't sneak up on the untouched Weiss". But he also has a good reputation for the samurai. Because high-ranking officials who were flown away, nobles who were nearly frostbitten, and knights who were about to be left on fire had a bad reputation for the samurai in the sense that there was a lot of sexual harassment in their positions.

When the samurai went to say thank you to Hershelik, a human hater who didn't send anyone but the leaders, "I didn't do anything for you." The hearts of the samurai seem to have been grabbed by my eagle by him, who missed his gaze while dyeing his cheeks slightly red.

Every word he says like that is casual. There is danger in every word, and everyone takes a breath. Only Hershelik can take care of him because he is spread throughout the castle. Hershelik leaks a bitter smile at such a thing as his own lead magician and what's going on around him.

"Weiss, calm down. Both Orange and Schwartz.

As Hershelik blames them as they walk, Shiro looks like a plump, and the other two shrug their shoulders. The Lord's safety is paramount to them.

Hershelik held the heads back, looking around and spinning words.

"Now, how many people are in this country enough to cross with my leaders?

Hershelik continues with a confident look.

"The all-powerful butler, the mightiest knight, the best magician……"

Hershelik makes me smile. At the end of that gaze, there's just one person.

"If you want to hurt me, you need to be prepared for it.

Towards just one of them, Hershelik ran out of words. The word also sounded like a declaration of war that if it was something you could do, try it.

I know not many of you here. That Hershelik's leaders are not alone.

Schwartz, the lead butler, is someone Hershelik has served since he was younger than he is now. He is the Lord's watchdog and shadow. He's named Zweik's last name, but no one knows his past background. The rumor that whoever tried to get into it disappeared is a famous story behind it. Besides, if a man wearing martial arts observes his movements and physical fitness, he can see that he is not the only one.

The lead knight, Octavian, is the third son of the fiery General Roland Ordis climate and the youngest person ever to win a militant tournament. Not only that, but it is new to everyone's memory that the Church previously carried out a terrorist attack that resulted in an unharmed victory over hundreds of mad Saint Knights fortified with drugs.

Finally, Weiss, the lead magician, is a newcomer, but his knowledge of magic and his infinite magic by his heterogeneous abilities shook the top magicians in the country. You can easily construct complex magic formulas and activate them with vast amounts of magic to turn a country into scorched soil instead of analogy.

Hershelik said he thinks he can survive by turning them against his enemies.

"So I'm fine.

Hershelik smiles softly to soothe the atmosphere. That's just not the word directed at the people and nobles of the military service, let alone the ministers. It was a word for my family.

Hershelik laughs and shows his family that it's okay, even if this was a ministerial ploy.

"Hershelik......"

But Soldier still couldn't wipe away his anxiety. A cold, icy mass was in the back of his chest. But as if to melt it, Hershelik turns to his father with a smile like spring sunlight.

"Father, it's okay. Please believe me. And my brothers.

And I turned my back around.

"Now if you'll excuse me because that seems to mean more than what I've been called. Please bring the materials to the outer palace again for dates, etc.

That said Hershelik left the floor feeling refreshed.

Heath dropped off those little backs and his bellies with a pompous look. And I accidentally erupted.

"…… General Blaze"

"No, I'm sorry. I'm really done...... buffoo"

Heath apologizes when he is called by the military commissioner with an accusation-stained voice. But the expression never made me feel sorry or dusty.

('Cause he said this couldn't help but erupt.

Everyone was impressed with a seven-year-old. If this had been a spectator, Heath would have stood up and applauded.

If you patronize your gaze, all the royalty, they're sighing and clapping their shoulders. It's like there's no other way.

What the prince did to them after all was that it was not supposed to happen. And they seemed to care very much about the last prince.

(I just never thought the princes would say I was going.

There are many who have power who run for their own preservation. It's horrible to be on the battlefield, no matter how much they say there's no danger. Because my life is threatened.

They tried to shelter the Last Prince, even though they would otherwise be happy not to put themselves in danger. That would be called family affection. Heath decides to review the royal people a little.

(But……………)

Heath moves her gaze. Ahead, the minister turned his cold but angry gaze to the door.

Earlier the prince was obviously looking at him. I mean, for that prince, the Imperial Army isn't the only enemy.

(This job seems a little cumbersome.

It doesn't matter to him what the feud between royalty and nobility is. But I'm very interested in that prince. Heath sounded her throat sounding like she was having a good time, getting a kick from her deputy that she didn't know how many times.