The Incompetent Bratty Prince is out (3/4 chapters)
Reunited with the Mastermind
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“Hey.” (Ulysses)
“…I expected you’d show up.” (Harold)
The moment I stepped out of the audience chamber, King Eibar’s angry voice and Xandra, who should have been by my side, disappeared. I immediately understood that Uly had brought me into another space, just like before.
As expected, Uly stood before me with a wry smile.
“So, how was it? I’m the tutorial of the story… well, you wouldn’t get that. Anyway, while I did break off the engagement, I managed to overturn the fate of separating from Xandra.” (Harold)
“I never imagined you’d do something like that. Even I didn’t see it coming.” (Ulysses)
“Ahaha.” (Harold)
“Aha♪” (Ulysses)
Uly and I shrugged and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Even if it’s just a small thing, once the button’s misaligned, fixing it becomes difficult, even if it’s fate.” (Harold)
“That might be true. But this story isn’t so straightforward. It’ll adjust itself to reach the predetermined… ending.” (Ulysses)
As Uly said this, the corners of his mouth lifted.
I see… so he plans to keep intervening to make sure things align. In that case…
“Are you saying the kingdom is going to move to eliminate the Chevalier Household?” (Harold)
“Who knows?” (Ulysses)
I asked, but Uly dodged the question playfully. However, the fact that he didn’t outright say ‘no’ was as good as admitting it.
So, he’s aiming for the Chevalier Household’s rebellion and downfall, as set by the ‘Engage Hazard’ tutorial scenario of breaking the engagement with Xandra. They’ll probably frame the Chevalier Household with false charges and have the kingdom move against them. This was within expectations, and I’ve already made preparations.
“Haah… you’ve got it rough too, getting so worked up over something so ridiculous.” (Harold)
I sighed and threw out those words.
To confirm the strange feeling I’d had ever since Uly revealed his true nature.
“Oh, I won’t fall for that. You’re just pretending to sympathize to get information from me, but I can see through it.” (Ulysses)
“Tch, you didn’t fall for it.” (Harold)
I clicked my tongue and pretended to be frustrated, but that wasn’t my real aim.
Though, with Uly constantly smiling, it’s impossible to read what he’s thinking, so I couldn’t achieve my goal after all.
“Anyway, could you let me go now? My wife is waiting for me over there.” (Harold)
“Ah, right.” (Ulysses)
Uly answered, looking a bit disappointed.
“Haah… you don’t have to look so down. You can just call me out like this anytime.” (Harold)
“True, but I’ve got… a lot of things to do, so it’s not that simple.” (Ulysses)
I thought he should just stop with all those ‘things to do’, but I didn’t voice it.
Uly must have his own goals and desires. In the end, since Uly and I seek different things, we’ll never truly connect. It’s a bit lonely, though…
“Well, see you.” (Harold)
“! Y-Yeah! See you…” (Ulysses)
Seeing him look so happy threw me off… geez.
“Haru-sama…?” (Alexandra)
“Huh? Ah, well, let’s go.” (Harold)
“Yes.” (Alexandra)
As Xandra looked at me curiously, I composed myself and headed for the palace entrance.
Seriously, though, I thought the same thing last time, but when we go back to the original world, I wish he’d stop with the sudden teleportations…
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“Waahaha! How do you like it?” (Drake)
Upon arriving at the palace guards’ barracks, Sir Drake, the division commander, spoke with pride.
When Wilfred was imprisoned for attempting to assassinate me and brainwash Christia, Sir Drake was reinstated as division commander. Thanks to that, all the scattered guards returned, and now over a thousand palace guards were lined up before us, offering their swords. It was a bit over the top.
“Ah, thank you. As you may have already heard, I’ve officially withdrawn from the succession struggle.” (Harold)
“Indeed. However, I’ve sworn my sword to Your Highness Harold, not to the other princes. And above all…” (Drake)
“The Royal Guard serves only the Dehaubalz Kingdom, correct?” (Harold)
“Mm… waahahahaha! You’ve said it before me, Your Highness!” (Drake)
Sir Drake laughed heartily, slapping my back repeatedly.
It hurts, it hurts!
“So, what brings you here today…?” (Drake)
“Naturally, because there seems to be movement on that matter.” (Harold)
“Oh…? At last, then.” (Drake)
At my words, Sir Drake grinned fearlessly.
“Then, there’s only one course of action for the Royal Guard.” (Drake)
“Indeed. I’ll leave it to you.” (Harold)
“Waahahaha! Leave it to us!” (Drake)
It’s truly reassuring to have him as an ally. After all, the Dehaubalz Kingdom’s military is under Bradley Drake’s control.
Watching Sir Drake pound his chest plate with his fist, I nodded with a smile.
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