The Incompetent Bratty Prince 20 – Initiating Battle with Raid Boss

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Initiating Battle with Raid Boss

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“Get your filthy hoof off him! You damn pig!” (Harold)

I shook off Monica’s hand, leaped out of the underbrush, and struck Henwen with the ‘Shield of Evalac’, shouting loudly and crudely like the ‘Incompetent Bratty Prince’ I was supposed to be.

However…

“!? Buhihihi!?” (Henwen)

Henwen’s face contorted in pain, and it retreated, lifting its hoof off Casparleague. It was thanks to simultaneous attacks from Alexandra and Monica who had followed my lead.

” Your Highness Harold, what you did was not courage but recklessness.” (Alexandra)

Standing next to me with her sword at the ready, Alexandra gave me a cold stare. She was right. What I did was reckless and foolish given my lack of strength. But my excuse that I desperately wanted the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’ was just a cover. In truth, I couldn’t stand by and not save this small black cat-like beast. Harold and I had both felt powerless and frustrated before.

I sighed, thinking Alexandra must be exasperated with me. She might break off our engagement once we returned to the capital. This was truly a huge gamble.

What should I do…?

“Hehe…” (Alexandra)

Alexandra chuckled softly.

“Um…” (Harold)

“Your Highness. You are truly hopeless. Hopelessly clumsy and kind. But… I find you very endearing.” (Alexandra)

Her unexpected words made my face heat up. I thought she’d scold or be disillusioned with me, but this was a pleasant surprise.

“Sigh… Serving such a master will be a lifelong challenge.” (Monica)

Monica, who stood on the opposite side of me from Alexandra, placed a hand on her temple and shook her head dramatically.

“I believe I’ll need my salary doubled once we return to the capital.” (Monica)

“Ahaha. I’ll see what I can do.” (Harold)

Monica doesn’t get paid that much, does she? I hope the budget allocated to me can cover it.

“Ah…” (Casparleague)

“Casparleague. Let’s take down that pig together. It’s your mother’s killer, right?” (Harold)

“Aaaaahhh…!” (Casparleague)

Cradling the injured Casparleague, I smiled warmly. Tears began to pour from his golden eyes. Having lost its mother and unable to rely on anyone until now, the small black cat beast had waited for the right moment as he wiped tears away with his paw.

“Let’s go! From here on, it’s our turn!” (Harold)

“Yes!” (Casparleague)

Holding Casparleague, I charged forward with ‘Shield of Evalac’ raised. This was practically suicidal for someone like me, the weakest in the group. But—

“Buhiiiaaaaa!” (Henwen)

I blocked Henwen’s furious front-hoof attack with my shield. Despite being a massive sow, each strike powerful, but its movements were much slower than Alexandra’s. I could block about 30% of her sword strikes. If I stayed focused, I could handle this.

In that moment…

“!? Pugyuuuu!?” (Henwen)

“Too slow.” (Alexandra)

“Indeed.” (Monica)

Alexandra and Monica delivered a barrage of attacks ten times more ferocious than the first, causing crimson blood to gush from Henwen’s corpulent body.

“Pugyaaaaa!” (Henwen)

Driven by rage, Henwen charged at us.

“Not a chance!” (Harold)

I intercepted, putting myself between Henwen and the others, bracing the impact with the ‘Shield of Evalac’. But—

“Whaa!?” (Harold)

My feeble body couldn’t withstand Henwen’s massive charge, and I was violently knocked aside. However, the time I bought allowed the two of them to dodge Henwen’s rush, and that was what mattered most.

“Your Highness Harold!” (Alexandra)

Taking advantage of Monica’s repeated feints, Alexandra rushed to my side. Her face was pale. I had promised to protect her and my loved ones, but now, I was making her worry.

How pathetic am I.

“Ugh… Ugh… As expected, it’s tough to handle with just the ‘Shield of Evalac’.” (Harold)

Thanks to my training with Alexandra, I could block Henwen’s attacks to a certain extent. However, my lack of stamina made it impossible to fully withstand the weight of each blow with this shield alone. If only I had the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’, which also a dark attribute…

“U-um… Human…” (Casparleague)

“…My name is Harold. Not ‘Human’.” (Harold)

Casparleague, looking apologetic, licked my face. I lifted the corner of my mouth and responded with a light-hearted jest.

Honestly… making a human like me feel this way, maybe you lack a bit of awareness as a magical beast. But setting Casparleague aside, I can’t let my precious fiancée keep worrying like this.

So—

“Hey… Where is the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’?” (Harold)

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