How To Survive as a Crazy Prince

The next day, the office.

“I want to learn swordsmanship or mysticism right away, but… … .”

“It’s not possible. It is not good to overdo it until the arm is fully recovered.”

“If it’s not possible, I’ll have a theory class today.”

“Is that so.”

I sat Mustafa down in front of my desk and sighed. Beside him, Katyusha was glaring at Mustafa with the same sharp eyes as yesterday. If you think about it calmly, it’s not really Mustafa’s fault, so I’m a little sorry.

I’m sorry, but the moment I thought of asking for patience, Mustafa spoke calmly.

“Is my class going to be attended by attendants as well?”

I felt Katyusha wince with anger.

“Even if you are a swordsmanship teacher, please keep the minimum manners! That’s what happened in the first place… … .”

“Katyusha. I’m sorry, but go out and trim the garden.”

“Do, young master?!”

When I stopped talking and asked her to leave, Katyusha looked like she was going to cry. I couldn’t look at his face properly because of guilt, so I averted my gaze. After groaning for a few seconds, Katyusha said yes and left the office. A deep sigh came out.

By the way, was Katyusha a child with such a clear expression change? If it’s a good change, it’s a good change, but it hurts my heart to deal with it. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could send you a vacation to comfort you later?

“I sent out whatever I wanted. But if possible, I want you to be friendly with Katyusha.”

“I’ll try my best.”

“Very few people who say they will try, do.”

Despite my sarcasm, Mustafa didn’t deny it. This guy obviously has no intention of trying.

“I am tired. Skip the introduction and get to the main body. Explain the secret art of the earth.”

Trying to mess around with something like this is a waste of time. I demanded an explanation from Mustafa.

“The secret art of the earth is a skill that uses the power of the earth.”

“I know that much.”

“Because we borrow the power of the earth, we do not use magic. That’s why even those without magical power can use it if they try, but on the contrary, even those with high magical power cannot use it easily.”

And it can be used by those who have magical powers other than the earth attribute. Because Eugene, the main character of the original, did that. added in my mind.

“Of course, those who have dealt with magic might be able to learn and use it relatively quickly, but since I don’t have magic, I can’t say that with certainty.”

“Right. so how do you use it? It is the power of the earth.”

I leaned forward and took a listening position.

“… … hmm.”

However, Mustafa could not answer right away.

“… … .”

And there was silence for a while. Is there something hard to say?

“Like staying half buried in the ground for about a week.”

“… … Are you serious?”

I was dumbfounded by the sudden sound that was so insignificant.

“I heard that there are cases like that. I haven’t seen anyone practice it.”

Mustafa answered, avoiding his eyes as if embarrassed. Maybe he answered seriously in his own way. It’s still saying that it doesn’t work.

Come to think of it, even in the original work, Mustafa answered Eugene’s question appropriately, as if answering Zen dialogue.

At the time, I thought he was such a cool character, but maybe he just doesn’t have enough words to explain it properly?

“I’ll get something for a while.”

Having such a reasonable suspicion, Mustafa got up from his seat. After a while, he brought a glass jar of soil and put it on the table.

“It is the soil of my hometown.”

“soil?”

I was interested in the appearance of objects that I had never seen in the original work.

“The Amer people were able to use mystic arts thanks to the abundant power of the earth.”

Mustafa sat down and continued. I picked up the jar of dirt and looked around. At first glance, it looked like just plain dirt.

“If you can feel the difference between this soil and the land here, I think you will know how to use the power of the earth. I too have learned to feel the power of the earth.”

“Hmm. is it. It’s a little more plausible this time. It’ll help a lot more than being buried in the ground. Take the soil well.”

“… … It is an honour.”

I wondered if it might have been something I treasured, but I didn’t bother to bring it up because I wouldn’t return it. Considering that it did not appear in the original work, I wonder if it was something that I cherished until the end.

‘Given it to me… … You can really think of it as proof that you’re loyal to me now.’

“I will treasure this soil. thanks.”

After a brief thank you, Mustafa bowed his head politely without saying a word. a bit unfamiliar

“Hmm, hmm. then proceed to the next It is a sword theory. You competed with me yesterday. I would like you to tell me about the improvement you felt there.”

“Then would it be all right if I told you about the rapier?”

Busy talking, Mustafa asked as if he had been waiting. Are there a lot of improvements? Yeah, I don’t think we fought very well, but to be honest, seeing it come out like this is a bit daunting.

“… … okay. tell me.”

“The rapier is always a precocious sword. It cannot be used on the battlefield.”

“Can’t use it on the battlefield?”

It was not a point about swordsmanship or weapon handling, but a point about the weapon itself.

“It can be said to be an effective weapon for concentrating on one point and shooting torpedoes… … . With a rapier, unless it’s the same rapier, the attack and defense won’t work properly.”

“Hoo. What does that mean? Please explain more.”

I put on a pod and took an attitude of listening. Mustafa took a moment to catch his breath before continuing.

“You couldn’t easily hit me, who was only defensive, right? It’s not too difficult to block a rapier attack that only stabs.”

“I think there are fewer gaps than that, but that’s it. Isn’t your attack speed fast?”

“You’re not wrong, but what do you think it would have been like if I had been aggressive?”

At Mustafa’s words, I remembered the moment when my posture was greatly disturbed even though I only slightly bounced back. Even though it was a light action, it was an intense recoil.

“The thin blade of the rapier cannot hold against the Sangvis saber. It’s not a matter of skill. It’s just physically impossible.”

“What if lightning strikes?”

“It just hits and bounces. Then, the moment the posture is disturbed, it will be over.”

I couldn’t deny it. The difference in weapons was clearly present.

“I think the rapier is a good weapon for a duel or match between nobles as a preliminary sword. It has a splendor suitable for displaying the prince’s powerful magical power, but if you want to become truly strong, you must learn other weapons.”

“As expected.”

Here, I wondered how it would be like to hone the speed of the rapier and shoot a powerful bamboo spear, but thinking calmly, it would be much stronger to use that effort to learn other weapons. It’s a pity that the mastery of the van in the body is bad, but I think it would be better to give up the rapier.

‘Still, Mikhail in the original work used a rapier until the end. Maybe that’s why he died… … No, wait.’

While thinking of Mikhail in the original work, I remembered something I had forgotten all along.

‘Mikhail, you didn’t just use the rapier, did you?’

Mikhail in the original work used one weapon other than the rapier. There was a weapon that came out very slightly at the end, but had a strong presence.

I came up with a good idea.

“… … Mustafa. Then how about a one-handed sword?”

“If it’s a one-handed sword, I think the crown prince who has used rapiers will be able to get used to it quickly. If you use a shield, you can continue the attack and defense stably.”

Mustafa answered my question sincerely. It was like a guide explaining the class selection part in the game.

“Still, I feel a little bit surprised. I don’t think so, but the combination of a one-handed sword and shield often gives the public the impression of being modest. I thought that the crown prince would like fancy things.”

“… … You say things that may sound rude to you, Mustafa.”

“Because talking is not my specialty.”

I don’t say a single word. Even when the swords collided for the first time, there was no such feeling, although there was.

But I don’t hate talking like this. Katyusha was often overly polite, so it just felt fresh.

“But you are not wrong. I have no intention of using a shield.”

“… … Then there is no reason to use a one-handed sword.”

Mustafa frowned at my answer and asked again.

“I’ll take another weapon.”

I said confidently. However, Mustafa’s impression was further frowned upon.

“I am saying this just in case, but the twin swords are not practical. This is a well-proven fact. Or do you want to become a dancer?”

“You, haven’t you been spitting out words very loudly before? It’s not wrong, though.”

“I apologize if I was offended. It’s just that there are so many idiots who get injured while running amok to use twin swords.”

Well, if it’s a romance, it’s a romance. understanding goes. I have no intention of doing it.

“I don’t do stupid things like double swords. The weapon in my other hand is… … .”

I catch my breath

“It’s a musket.”

At this point, I had mentioned the name of the first firearm, which was still in the development stage.

“… … What is it?”

“Well, there is something like that. You will find out sooner or later.”

Someone knocked on the door of the office as if he had been waiting impatiently for his words to finish. When I told him to come in, Katyusha, holding a long package, opened the door and came in.

“I am very sorry that I, a lowly person, behaved rudely during the training, but a telegram and a parcel have arrived.”

Katyusha said with an overly polite attitude. How depressed are you? I’m a little worried.

“is it. So who are you from? Is it Alexei?”

“This is Ivan. This is the rude nobleman who scolded you at the banquet hall before.”

A forgotten name came up. Is that package a gift of apology?

“… … Hmm. Just in time, something good to use has arrived.”

Another good idea came to my mind, and I grinned.