Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

Hershelik enjoys a feast dinner while being worthy of care by Cro, who has returned to his hands with a beautifully served meal. Hershelik was able to eat in a comfortable space because the leaders were holding back those who were trying to flock to "Heroes of Light".

But some do not take the lead.

"Your Highness, be in a good mood.

"Marquis Ordis.

Roland, Oran's father and head of the Ordis Marquis family, spoke to Hershelik, who eats satisfactorily the meat dishes, salads and breads and cakes that Cro brought to us.

Roland Ordis, who resigns his position as a general with burning red hair, has the right hand in front of his chest, but thanks his subordinates. Immediately on the side, Anne, his wife, thanked the lady, and further on the side, Liliane, Oran's sister, imitated her mother.

Her wife, Anne, had a blonde hair that was reminiscent of the fruitful Inaho, wrapped around a dress that was not gorgeous but made of a fine cloth with a single hair at the back of her head. He has an elegant smile, like a mirror of an aristocratic woman. My sister Liliane has the same redhead as her father but has no straight habits and stretches as far as her back. The dress would also look a little plain for her generation's daughters to wear, but the quality would still be superior. Coupled with the smaller ornament, it gave the impression that it was more adult than its age.

By the way, Oran has two brothers upstairs. My brothers were knights and did not participate in the feast because they are in their duties today.

Hershelik thanked Roland as he rose from his chair.

"Thank you for coming today. Thank you both, Marquise and Liliane. Always Oran...... Octavian is helping me.

"I hope the foolishness seems to be helping. I can't use this other than the knight.

"Father..."

Roland ignores his son. When that exchange smiled and Hershelik erupted on it, Oran's gaze pointed this way. Hershelik decides to change the subject, as the spearhead of his accusations seemed to be pointing this way.

"Marquis Ordis, how about an orphanage?

"There's nothing particularly wrong with that. You'll make it next year as planned.

Hershelik nodded satisfactorily at Roland's words.

Aluminum orphanage in Wangducheng Lower Town. Originally run by Baron Almin, the Marquis of Ordis sheltered and operated at the request of Hershelik after he was involved in a church conspiracy.

Most people who live in that orphanage are not familiar or, for some reason, unable to live with their parents. But the orphanage has to leave when it reaches a certain age. But it's harder than the crowd to wait ahead, even if a child who is less learned than he is, is thrown out by the public. He was seen at his feet because he was an orphan, and it was inevitable that life would suffer. Whoever can no longer stand that life will run for crime.

Hershelik therefore asked Roland to educate the orphanage children. Reading and writing letters, arithmetic and general common sense, martial arts such as courtesy and swordsmanship if they wish, and more advanced learning. The orphans originally understood their situation better than the children of their generation. For this reason, he thought carefully about what to do and what to do in order to live, and also understood that efforts and cooperation were needed. They were highly motivated and absorbed for their studies, and neither Roland nor his wife Anne spared as much as they wished.

Hershelik was then asked to consult Roland. I want to give my children a place to learn more.

Hershelik then asked those who wished to be in the orphanage to take the national college exam. It was originally a school with a scholarship system. In some cases, top performers are exempt from tuition on condition that they become officials in the future. If you become a graduate of the college without having to be an official, you will find a number of places to work and you will have no problem repaying tuition fees.

But in order for anyone other than nobility to take the exam, he first needed a letter of recommendation from someone with a title besides the academic ability to take the exam. In addition, status is equal within the college, but there are differences in status within the college. Those who pass the exam and become students in the sunshine struggle even if they are not orphans.

Hershelik is not willing to deny all the identity systems. But with that in mind, I think it's a national harm to lose talented people just because they're low-status.

Hershelik, who draws civilian blood, will be admitted to school next year. I thought that could be an opportunity. Use the peculiar existence of yourself to reform your consciousness from a generation of children.

To do this, someone from the orphanage had to move on to enroll in the college. Therefore, the Marquis Ortiz family has become the guardian of the orphan and teaches the hopeful to study for the exam. And that was the story next year that we were going to make it.

"Who wants to?

Roland names Hershelik's words. And among the multiple raised, there was a name I found out, and I looked up.

"Vio...... she did?

'Me, I will not be protected, and Master Hershelik will be able to protect me!

Yes, the word she said when she abandoned her status as a maid. But abandoning her status doesn't change her being the daughter of Wolfe Barbasse, who committed a great crime. It was understood that the world's wind would be more painful than Hershelik imagined. Even if it was Tsu's path to wait ahead, she was doing her best to keep her mouth shut and continue along that path.

Roland narrowed his eyes when Hershelik shut up, but left the spot with his family without saying anything more.

Hershelik then finishes his meal looking at the atmosphere of the venue and enjoys a cup of tea filled with chrome. That's how one man approached him. Acknowledging the appearance, when Hershelik sees the clo who hiatedly refrains behind him, he confirms that he nods and Hershelik rises from his seat.

"Nice to meet you, thank you for your time.

Yes, Hershelik said, and the man's head drips with respect.

"No, I am honored to be able to speak with the Lord Hero of Light.

The man, who looked so good that he didn't like the word "man of the sea" thanks to his burnt skin on the day, laughed and replied.

Time for the stars to blink in the sky at night. One man stepped out of the hall into a connected garden to cool his cheeks drunk with alcohol.

A man walks along the path of a garden without being attached. His name is Thomas Rosehome. He is the second son of the Rosehome family, one of the ten families with power in the Felborg army. He is from a prestigious family, graduated from the cadet school with a second seat, and remains enlisted in the army. As a soldier, he traveled to the Great Powers on behalf of his country to explore the internal affairs of the Great Powers.

(Are you drunk………)

The man puts on a slightly dull and painful head and advances his legs while rubbing between his brows. I knew the liquor wasn't strong originally, but I was royal and I was aware that it was caused by stirring up superb fruit liquor at the recommendation of the Sixth Prince, who invited me to this occasion. That prince was good at advancing the liquor, and the fruit liquor that was easy to drink was more frequent, and the liquor went around more than I thought. I thought I should chill my head once and went out to the garden alone.

Continue along a white stone-packed trail illuminated by light exterior lights and leak a grated sigh of hips onto the appropriate bench.

The sigh wasn't the only one that came out with a headache.

(... but that's something like a big country. I thought I'd shake it a little bit, so I wouldn't let that look like much outside. Even if it was rotten, it was a big country.)

The kingdom, known by all nations as the great power of worry, had become a thing of the past. There were no more ministers behind or in control of the national government, and the government returned to the royal hands. And the royal family was not incompetent.

Binding royals and their subordinates follow in the magical practice of the front seat of the first day of the martial arts tournament, the quality of soldiers at the martial arts tournament, and the unwavering financial power of continuing the festival for a week. Thomas thinks that even if it were external and temporary, the big powers would be the big ones at the point where it was possible to do so.

(If you get your hands on it poorly, this one looks at the painful eyes.

Thomas' purpose was to explore the insights of the great powers. And if you are, it was to create a connection with the rebels in the kingdom and plot to rot the great powers from within. However, even today, when the plot was the last day of the festival, it was difficult to implement it.

(As it is, I am……)

Thomas bites his back teeth so badly that there is a gibberish sound. I wanted to avoid returning to my country without any success. This visit was a chance for a promotion.

Even though the wind is not blowing, the rubbing sound of the leaves sounds, as if to block the thought of such a man. If you turn your gaze, someone moved in the shade of a tree.

"…… Who is it?

Grasp the knife you hid in your clothes reflexively. The possession of the original weapon is not permitted, but the property of the invited guest will not be investigated. Even if I didn't have a sword or anything that stood out, I could have brought it in if I had enough to hide it in my clothes.

The shadow shakes loosely and approaches him. The outside light blurred the person.

"... you're..."

Thomas looks at the person and opens his eyes.

The person put his index finger to his lips as he took it to his mouth, prompting Thomas to remain silent and smile with a grin.

Tatsu, who escapes the feast, walks in a dark corridor with no sign of a person. Because his lord, Tesseri, told me to rest today. At first he insisted that he couldn't leave his lord to rest. He was also struck by the liquor that filled the venue over time, making him more and more pale at Shimodo. Tesseri, who saw him like that, ordered him to rest so as to drive him away.

Tatsu was just not so worried about the Lord. This is the Fatherland of the Lord, not another country, but the Royal Castle. If you're a man with a head, you don't have to think about hurting Tesseri.

Besides, Tesseri is a good way to impress people. No matter how difficult a person is, with his flamboyant appearance and speaking skills, he is taken by the balls and leaks a story that feels well and secretly. It was already a later festival when I realized it.

(But the world is a big one.

Tatsu smiles bitterly compared to his abandoned country. So many people gathered together in the fatherland, and there was no direct conversation with the king. Besides, it was rarely the case that even the owners of each house could speak directly to the master.

(Besides, there are many strong people in the world. And that young man.

What comes to mind is a young man with twilight hair who paired in a friendly match. I heard he was young and lacked practical experience, but he was strong enough to make Tatsu serious after going through numerous battlefields and crossing the dead line.

"I'll see you when I can... No, please give me a hand.

Tatsu liked him not only for his talent but also for his hard work, bowing his head after the game. After that, we worked out several times together, but the young man absorbed the technology at an alarming rate.

(I look forward to the future.

Fighting the strong is Hua as a samurai. But it is also important as a samurai to leave your skills with someone else. I was curious to see how strong that young man would be as encouraged and experienced as this.

Tatsu with naturally elevated mouth angles. When I felt signs and looked forward, there was a young man with dark hair. There are bottles and glasses of water in the basin that will carry them to the Lord.

(That's the Lord's brother's ………)

A brother prince of the Lord who has blonde hair and an adorable look, while feeling a lack of bottomless specialty. And his younger brother, the prince, was also a figure who distinguished himself from the ordinary people, including the young men who fought.

Especially the brunette youth in front of me caught my eye. Because pure black hair on this continent is unusual.

"Mm, that was…………."

When I speak up like that, the brunette young man... Crowe turns his gaze. At the end of his gaze, Tatsu looked into his dark red ball-like eyes and understood who he was.

"…… of the moon? If you look into your eyes, you'll see.

Speak in the language of your country. Then the expression disappeared from Cro. Remaining as faceless as a doll, he holds a knife in his hand at some point, and stuffs it between him and Tatsu without making a sound.

A bottle made of glass splattered behind me, and the sound of the glass breaking.

But Crowe did not go against his will, and poked Tatsu in the face with a knife without a look on his face. But when Tatsu put it on a piece of paper, he grabbed his protruding hand and told him to forgive the clot.

"The Awkward has also escaped more than his country, a fallen martial artist. There's no connection to his country anymore. Let's bet on my sword and soul and swear it.

Speaking in the words of Yang Guo, Kuro loses his strength after being silent as if to indulge. Confirmed it and Tatsu released Kuro.

"But beware…… is the Lord the child?

Bikri and Cro's shoulders sway at Tatsu's words. Tatsu continued his words at the look of it.

"Those eyes are rare. I can't even imagine how easily they let go of those eyes. They don't choose means for their own ends.

It doesn't matter if it's the life of a child, it's the royalty of another country.

"And..."

Tatsu leans his mouth straight into Clo's ear. The moment he heard Tatsu's eyes opened wide.

"Then I'm sorry.

Leaving the standing clo, Tatsu left the place.