Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

Back street away from Castle Town Boulevard. Even at noon, the dim spot had no sign of people and was like a place to lurk. On the narrow road between the building and the building are two shadows, large and small. The little shadow was Hershelik, Prince of this country, and the other big shadow was Wolf Barbasse, Minister of this country.

After leaving the rear palace, Barbasse immediately pushed Hershelik into his carriage to fly the fierce and royal castle behind his confused lord. I directed the shortest way to the mansion.

But as the carriage progressed, the Kingsguard knight was questioning him. Barbasse will not be able to escape if he is caught by the examiner. So when he grabs Hershelik's arm and gets off the carriage, he takes his own foot down a narrow back street that the carriage can't get through.

But I usually use a carriage, and my strength was shredded when I kept walking like I was dragging Hershelik, even though it was a child.

Hershelik is dragged without resistance, but Barbasse does not try to escape. Barbasse releases Hershelik's hand and deposits his back on the building wall, breathing and thinking about the future.

It was clear that I could not be in the country when this happened. Then we'll have to take refuge in another country.

(The golden-eyed one when we get back to the mansion and later………)

"Barbasse, you should stop wasting your time.

Hershelik, who has always grown up, talks as if to block his thoughts.

"What the hell did you want?

To the far too abstract question Barbasse lurks his eyebrows as he wipes his sweat. But Hershelik kept looking up at him and asking.

"Money or honor? Or a desire to dominate? What the hell did you want?

"Shut up..."

Barbasse, who speaks out sick of it. But Hershelik didn't shut his mouth.

"Hurt a lot of people, make a lot of people cry... you were able to get what you were satisfied with?

He said, "Shut up."

At the same time as he yells, Barbasse slaps his fist against the wall, dust falling from his head. The clothes were dusty, but Barbasse did not care, and he continued his words without concealing his frustration.

"I've been moving this country, because I was there, and this country has crossed on an equal footing with the rest of us!

The power of nobility is great in this country, and some nobles have exchanges with other countries. Barbasse also had a spider's nest-like handover to a number of countries individually. The information brought useful information to the country.

"And yet the royals didn't recognize me, they didn't give me anything. On the contrary, they tried to despise me. Everything! That's why I got all the money and honor myself!!

The corruption of the country had begun before the days of the Predecessor. The tyranny of the nobles amplified day by day, and the officials abused their charm to imitate it.

His predecessor, the King of Wise Eyes, tried to make some reforms to contain the enlarged nobles who ran to their desires. But it failed due to the royal tragedy, and the nobles became even more enlarged.

"… I have no objection to the fact that nobles live wealthier lives than ordinary people.

To Barbasse, who opens her blood-running eyes and screams, Hershelik says in a calm voice the opposite.

"Royalty and nobility can live in affluence because they carry the responsibility for it.

So Hershelik has no objection whatsoever to the nobility wearing fine clothes and eating fine dishes. Consider that if you work, you get paid the same way that nobility has a good life.

"But you're not.

Hershelik denies Barbasse head-on.

"Run away from responsibility, rub sin against others, erase everything inconvenient……"

Look at everything but yourself like a tool, and cut it off when it's no longer necessary.

"What did you get out of it?

That was Hershelik's pure question. No matter how much he thought, Hershelik couldn't understand what the minister was looking for. It's someone else in red. I know we can't solve everything. But I couldn't help it.

"You are competent. If only we hadn't gone in the wrong direction, this country would have flourished more. Why did you go that way?

Barbasse was brilliant and competent. I tried to grab his tail from a lot of material in the castle, but I couldn't in the end. Hershelik couldn't help but wonder why such a human being had gone the wrong way.

"Why do you do things that make you so devalued?

Once, Barbasse had been asked that.

Golden hair shining like the sun, a golden (konji) princess with golden eyes as well. It appeared as if it had descended as if it were a heavenly messenger, loving the king, healing the princesses, merciful of the young princesses, and admired by those who descended from the maid to the official, etc., a pet princess hailed as the sun of the rear palace.

The words questioned with an angry but sad look at the pet princess are rebelled in Barbasse's head.

"How can you be so sad when you're smarter and better than me?

Barbasse lost his word when he was told he was looking straight ahead. Only her words at that time could not be deluded, even though it was usually difficult.

The son asked me the same question as then.

"……… Shut up. Yikes!!

Barbasse grabbed Hershelik's chest and pressed it against the wall. Hershelik frowned when he felt pain in his back.

"Then why didn't you kill me!?" Shadow Fang "would have easily killed me! Shouldn't I have ordered you to be a fang, an Ordis kid, or a magician like that monster!?

That was a word once said to my subordinates as well. Hershelik closes his eyes once.

"…… I wanted to kill you.

It was a dark emotional voice, unthinkable from the usual Hershelik, like squeezing it out. Emotion-exposed eyes open, reflecting Barbasse.

"You killed Klaus, too. Both Baron Almin and Oran's fiancée might not have had to die if the pills hadn't crossed the church...... it is wrong for a person who has lived hard and seriously to die.

Hershelik felt his emotions gush from the back of his chest, unable to stop him.

"You drove Gene into it. Makes me think that's the only way to live, use it, and when I got in the way, I killed her... she died in my hand.

Hershelik remembers her getting cold like she did yesterday. I can't forget the feeling of wet land in my hands. Whenever I remember her, love and hatred rule my heart.

"I hate you so much that I want to kill you with this hand.

Let Hershelik honor his eyes with a dark flame that burns with hatred, as he who sees it feels fear.

Barbasse takes his breath. And I find myself constricted to the prince and stunned. But he can't admit it, and Barbasse tries to move his slightly trembling lips, unable to tell if it's anger or fear.

"Then..."

"But if I cut you off just because of hate, it's no different than what you're doing.

Barbasse's words were blocked by Hershelik. Hershelik already didn't have as many. Hold your fist so that you discipline yourself, and continue the words so that you tell yourself everything.

"Besides, I'm sure they won't... she won't be happy, and she will be sad.

Their end didn't just leave hate behind. I want to think they left me hope to go. That's why Hershelik loses his anger and hateful feelings.

intense anger that I had never felt in my previous life. It keeps within itself all the emotions that can be directed at you as well as the minister.

(I don't give this emotion to anyone. It's mine alone.

It may fade over time. But this emotion will never go away. As long as there is this emotion, Hershelik is convinced that he can stay with them forever.

"Barbasse, admit your sins. Know, accept, and atone for the sins you have committed.

Even if the result is death, Hershelik thinks it won't end now that he's dead.

"…… Oh, so?

Barbasse told such a prince as he was convinced. Then he puts his strength into the hand where he grabbed his collar and lifts the prince.

"Barba...... se?

The luxurious Hershelik's body lifts lightly, making it difficult to breathe at the same time. Reflectively, I grabbed Barbasse's hand grabbing the collar with a small hand, but it didn't even frighten me.

"Prince, did you get caught on purpose to persuade me?

I felt uncomfortable with the irresistible prince by the unusual. And the Kingsguard knights, they've been questioning us, but they haven't come looking for us. This means that this state was also on the palm of the prince in front of him.

"Sweet, Prince. That's so sweet!

It is too sweet to try to persuade them over this period, etc. In the end, Barbasse said, "This prince can't be ruthless."

"I run away. I'll try to escape!

There was force in Barbasse's hand. Hershelik is unable to breathe, blurred vision and distant consciousness. But at the next moment, the feeling of compressing his neck disappears and he cheeks on the ground so that he can be thrown out.

Struck to the ground, stuffed by pain, breathe heavily in search of air. But at the same time, it smells like iron.

Waking up his body, looking at the source of the smell, Hershelik opened his eyes.

"Barbasse............?

He was down. And there's red blood on the ground. I'm making a whole bunch. It was the sight of the day she died that reminded me.

"Gu...... oh......"

Barbasse suppresses her chest as she groans and falls to the ground. There was someone who looked down at him like that.

"Seguin, General?

Why is he here when he's supposed to be in the jail? And why do you have a bloody sword? The confused Hershelik understood that breathing the air, which smelled like blood, caused air to swell through his lungs.

He broke out of jail and pierced Barbasse, who was strangling himself, with his sword.

"…… Your Highness Hershelik, I have now saved your life.

Theodore talks to Hershelik in calm terms about stabbing one person this way. His eyes were filled with madness.

"Please acknowledge this achievement and forgive my disrespect the other day. And if you'll excuse me..."

Ruled by madness, Hershelik figured out what words he wanted. And if I didn't say that word, I knew my life was in danger, too. But still, Hershelik stares straight at him and opens his mouth.

"What are you talking about?

Hershelik rejects Theodore with his bloody sword.

"Your sin was not to work disrespect for me. He caused damage to the army because of his personal lust and fled even though he was a general.

The sin against the royalty is not light. But I wondered if this man realized he had committed any more sins, and Hershelik was frightened through his anger.

"Even if you saved my life, it doesn't change the fact that more than a thousand soldiers lost their lives. Your sins will not disappear.

Hershelik to say it out loud. Theodore opens his mouth after a few beats of silence.

"… then I have no choice.

The look of madness dominated him and the sword of blood dripping against Hershelik, and he continued his words.

"The prince was killed by Minister Barbasse and was already dead when I rushed. Let's say I was the one who ministered to clear the prince's carelessness.

Cross the minister, one step, one more step and Theodore takes his feet forward. Dirty soles of shoes with the blood of the minister, while leaving footprints on the ground with blood, narrowed the distance in order to protrude the murder blade on Hershelik,

Then he stands in front of Hershelik as he sits, waving his sword up.

"Die ahhhhhh!!

The sword is swung down with the scream, and its blade reaches Hershelik. But it was only in his delusions. In the universe where nothing was supposed to happen, the sword that had been lifted could not be pushed or pulled, but stopped. No, not only the sword, but my whole body couldn't faintly move.

Theodore only moves his eyes and sees his body. Thread-like thin iron wire was wrapped around the body, and the tip of the iron wire was fixed to the building. It was like a bug nested in a spider's nest, and Theodore was in captivity.

If you put your gaze back in front of the prince, you'll see eye to eye with a young man with red, dark eyes like blood.

"…… clo.

"Hershey, this guy is no different. I can't turn back anymore.

There are people who can change. Meet Hershelik. Some people are headed in the right direction. But Cro knows many people who can't change, who can't admit their mistakes, and who have gone mad. Fallen people never come back. There's only one way I can save those people.

"It's a pity to kill you.

But Hershelik denies the words of his butler.

"No, Cro."

"This guy will always be your harm in the future."

"Still."

Hershelik said strongly.

"It is not here that he will be judged"

Hershelik's words. Finally, Theodore lost consciousness.

With the exception of Theodore, who lost his mind, Crowe steps over to the minister, kneels down, and leans back from a depressed state to check his condition.

"Hersche, the minister is no longer..."

Crowe says so while he applies a hemostasis in an attempt to stop the blood flowing from his chest. But the sword was piercing his chest, and the minister was already a bug breath.

"... At the end of the day, the abandoned pawn will kill me...

The minister groaned breathlessly. I never thought I'd end up in a dark alley and be killed by a throwaway pawn.

Hershelik walks over to him like that, kneeling on one knee just like Cro, peeking into his face.

"…… Barbasse, what was the other side looking for?

In the same question as earlier, Barbasse searches for answers in the memory of running around the back of her brain like a running lantern.

One day, they had a hole in their heart. Empty hole. I always craved something to fill that hole.

I had no idea why it would be buried. So I used the position of nobility and tried to get everything. But getting a lot of money, obeying many nobles, or even keeping the royal family in his hands, could not satisfy him. The more I sought, the more I got, the wider the hole widened and I craved something. But I don't know what I wanted anymore.

It's the golden princess's hindsight that floats behind her brain. When she was first introduced to and met by the king, she looked glorious even though she said she looked inferior in the rear palace lined up by beautiful women. And when I exchanged words with her, that heart was shaken.

Before she knew who that emotion was, she left her son with the king and left the world.

The child seemed like her child, an unusual being.

What is remembered is the landscape that was pushed against the castle by the castle townspeople who heard Hershelik had gone missing. Barbasse did feel bitter emotions then.

The appearance of Hershelik, admired by the people and pierced by Rin, comes to mind clearly even in his vision, which darkens as if he had dropped the lights. And it shook my heart just like it did when she did.

Drowsy emotions gushing from the bottom of my heart. He hated it. He was jealous. The Prince of Being like the light that illuminates the darkness.

Since when did you go the wrong way? There must have been a thing called aspiration when I was still young. But when was it overridden for the purpose of his own good? I was jealous of him because I couldn't get my mind pierced like he did. Like her, I was afraid of eyes that would shoot him straight through me.

(Oh, was I, jealous of him, afraid...)

But Barbasse concludes that I am not obliged to teach you that.

"Crap......"

Was the word directed at the prince or at himself?

Wolf Barbasse's sincerity was not passed on to Hershelik, and his consciousness was interrupted there.