After handling a street of military service, I left the Ministry of Military Affairs with Brother Henry.
The time is a little past noon, the peak of heat has passed, but the days are still high and I don't want to be out forever.
"Somewhere to drop by"
My brother told me from the top of the carriage.
"How about Keith?
"Are you talking about the singing princess? Fine."
My brother agreed.
I ordered your man to head to Keith's shop, and two carriages proceeded in line.
A servant follows me on both sides.
The main streets of the capital are made to spread the word because you often use carriages.
Instead of feeling narrow even if two cars go side by side, it's wide enough to do something different even if another carriage comes from the other side.
"Speaking of which. Noah, you've never been in action before."
"Yes, brother."
Answering, I've always seen the status in the corner of my sight.
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Name: Noah Alert
Prince Xian
Gender: Male
Level: 1/∞
HP F + F Fire F
MP F water E + S
Force F + E wind F
Health F + F ground F
Intelligence F + F light F
Spiritual F + F Dark F
Speed F + F
Dexterity F + F
Luck F + F
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Even at the age of twelve, the level still remains one.
This is for royal policy.
Royal children die prematurely - that is, often as babies.
On the face of it, it is assumed that people often die from the plague, starting with smallpox.
If he is a person who can step in a bit, he points out that the prince is not given the breast milk of his real mother and is not immune because he is immediately removed from his mother's place of birth and raised by servants, starting with his nanny.
Some "mouthless" and "truth-knowers" speak of poisoning and so forth coming from power strife.
In any case, it is true that there are many deaths among the children of the Imperial Family, and it is assumed that in order to secure a succession, the Prince should not go into action without the emperor's life until he has grown properly.
Because of that, I'm still level one.
By the way, Brother Henry's older children also died one after the other, giving birth to more than ten but now there are only three.
"You're twelve years old, too, and it's time. Before entering the territory, it would be better to dress up in action."
"Whenever Your Majesty tells you to go, I will."
"Hmmm... I have the Devil's Sword too, it won't be that hard"
"When was the actual battle on my brother?
"I 'm-"
When my brother was about to answer, the horse hissed and the carriage suddenly stopped.
I glanced forward in the carriage, grabbed the edge and managed to keep my posture.
What's all of a sudden - I don't have time to ask questions.
"Ha, help me!
A girl as old as me was grounded in front of a carriage, throwing her gaze for help as she said.
The girl's outfit is worn out and her hair is crisp.
I don't even wear shoes or anything, and I feel like I've just escaped from somewhere.
A few seconds late for the girl, several more boys and girls fled the alley.
All dressed the same.
A little further behind, now an adult came out after him.
The number was roughly ten, and the characteristic tyranny of humans soaked up in the backyard was on his face.
"Fuck the trouble!
"Ooh, come here!
"No, oh!
"Ha, let go!
The men caught the boy and girl and tried to drag them into the alley where they had fled.
It's on the main street and there are few witnesses, but they all look distant and leave me out of it.
"Noah"
"I know."
I snorted up on my brother and then jumped off the carriage and broke into tears.
"Stop."
"Ahem? What the hell?"
Don't stick your neck in anything, kid.
"What's the registration?
"Huh?"
"What's the registration? What about the deed? What's your store's name?
Three questions in a row.
Then the men took a breath of "gu" for a moment, unanswered.
Turn around and make eye contact with your brother.
I knew it was.
These guys are dark slavers.
"You don't have a registration? You know, under imperial law, unregistered human trafficking is a felony."
"Ugh! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
When one of the men yelled, he let go of his hand to catch the slave another man escaped and grabbed me.
When I offered my right arm straight to the side, Leviathan appeared on my right arm, where there was nothing until just now.
Inside my wrist is a bracelet that holds Leviathan.
It was specially ordered and Leviatan was kept as small as a needle to fit perfectly.
I hid it in my ear before, but it made it even more concealed and transportable.
I waved that Leviathan.
I traced the residual light of water and cut off both shoulders of the man.
Blood erupts like an arrow, the man's arms hanging with Dharan.
"Brilliant."
My brother sent me a drink behind my back.
"I just cut my muscle. Don't do that around here. I'm sorry it won't be any more."
"Gu......"
"Oh, man. What to do..."
"Oh, I don't mind! I don't care if you hang one kid at a time!
It's a damned ordinance, but the men followed it and hung it all together.
I waved Leviathan.
Levels remain one and abilities are still there, but we will not fall behind this level of rough people.
Show the swordsmanship in Leviathan's memory to cut off all hands and feet and render them powerless.
"" "Oh!?
Almost at the same time as the last one fell, an exclamation rose from the wild horses around him.
"What's that move? It's amazing."
"You look great... you're like a master..."
"What little boy is that?
While listening to such wild horses, I sat and crawled to the ground over there, calling out to the boy and girl who was pokin '.
"Are you all right?
"Yes..."
Stopped our carriage, the first girl to run answered.
"Right. These guys, the Dark Slavers?
"Yes, we, all of us..."
"Whoa, that's it."
At the time the girl nodded and tried to talk about the cause of her escape.
Yet another man appeared from behind the alley.
Unlike the short, rough stuff you just did, this one doesn't seem to be eating with arms.
But the cloudiness of the eyes and the cloudiness coming from the voices is rough. A few times higher than all of them.
That guy came right in front of me, stared straight at me, and then gave me a bowl of grace at the abbreviation.
"Welcome first, Your Royal Highness."
"Who are you?
"He's a child like these kids who does business. Your name is… you may not say"
"... why?
"Because I belong to His Royal Highness the First Prince."
That's what the man said, he did, and he laughed disgustingly.
"... that he's the First Prince?
"Yes."
The man nodded again.
I see, it's not like rough.
After finding out about me, the First Prince - he's threatening not to speak out because my brother is a backbone.
Several options turned my head.
I looked around, lots of wild horses.
I turned to Brother Henry.
"Brother, do you know about this man?
As I listened, I glanced at him.
For a moment, my brother answered, "No, I don't."
"My brother doesn't seem to know about you. And so am I."
"Of course you are, the likes of me..."
I didn't make you say any more.
Intimidating a man with Leviathan left unplugged.
The man, straightened to the killing of the demon sword of the water, blew a bubble and passed out.
And I said it deliberately so that I could hear the spectators around me.
"Not at all, there's an undeserved man deceiving his older brother's squire. You can fool other people, but you can't fool me and my brother."
"Was it a fake?
"I mean, what about these two?
"I know. That's a wise prince playing allice patron."
"Does that mean it's real? Those people are fake?
Apparently some people knew me, and the rumors quickly spread in the direction of my guidance.
I turned around and went to my servant, who had been beside the carriage the whole time.
"Capture these guys and take them to the First Prince's mansion." Brother, you deceived your name in public. Give it to me. "
"Ha!"
"Take the kids to my mansion first, I'll talk to you later."
Our servant roped the falling men and took them with the boys and girls.
One paragraph, I jumped on the carriage and then my brother whispered that only I could hear.
"Brilliant, Noah, I handled it well."
"I have no choice."
I sighed.
"If you're under my brother's command, you can't even cut it off. Then my brother will resent me, and it will be true that my brother is the Dark Slaver. As a fake, it's best to have my brother handle it."
"Hehe."
"What's the matter, brother, suddenly laughing?"
"Your ways are always unexpected and amazing," I thought.
My brother laughed with great joy.