The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

“Wow, a landslide?”

As a loud rumble suddenly rang out, I looked out the window and saw a distant mountain collapsing as if crumbling.

Although far away, it was quite a magnificent sight, and I exclaimed in admiration while sipping my cocktail.

If it were a place where people lived, I couldn’t just laugh, but this wasn’t a neighborhood where people would live.

Indeed, the mysteries of nature are both fearsome and beautiful.

“Hm? Where are you going?”

I asked, seeing Yekatrice suddenly coming out of the kitchen in a hurry.

“I have somewhere I need to go urgently for a moment.”

Saying that, she quickly flew off somewhere.

Did a great demon that swallowed a sealing mana stone appear?

No, those monsters would know they’d die if they came here, so they wouldn’t even come near.

“Well, it’s probably nothing serious.”

I thought leisurely like that.

Until Yekatrice brought back three people covered in dirt and sweat, and some old man.

I smiled awkwardly, looking at the three’s disheveled state.

“Don’t tell me it’s what I’m thinking?”

Precia lowered her head with a look of shame.

“I’m sorry….”

Precia apologized to me in a strained voice.

Judging by their appearance, it seemed Gilbert had followed Precia and Jade to stop them when he saw their unusual atmosphere, but got caught up in it.

Gilbert’s skills were still far from being able to stop those two monsters.

For Precia and Jade, it would also be their first time meeting a worthy opponent of the same age, so it wasn’t something to scold them for just sparring.

Rather, it should be encouraged.

However, looking at Precia in frozen and torn clothes and Jade bruised all over like he had been pounded with a hammer, with his clothes tattered.

And seeing Yekatrice’s reaction, it seemed it wasn’t just at the level of sparring.

“Was the landslide just now also a side effect of you two fighting?”

“…Yes.”

It clearly wasn’t a technique to be used in sparring!

For a moment, I felt my blood pressure rising, but I took deep breaths to calm down for now.

I had to prevent the relationship between Jade and Precia, my top priority targets for persuasion, from going awry.

How should I reconcile them? Since they had a proper fight, should I try to make them acknowledge each other’s skills?

Damn it, my head was starting to hurt.

“Preci….”

Kwa-aang-!

At that moment, a loud noise rang out from inside the hut, and a part of the hut could be seen collapsing through the window.

“Ahhh! Save me! Yuan oppa! Precia unni!”

Outside the window, a horde of soldiers made of ice were chasing Silua, who was running away carried by Zillian Original while tied with magic chains.

“Ah! The defense magic!”

Yekatrice exclaimed in surprise and urgently cut off the power of the ice soldiers and brought Silua inside.

“Hiiing~! I’m sorry. I accidentally touched the wrong magic….”

“Oh my… Oh my, what a fate.”

I staggered as strength left my legs.

“Young Master!”

“Are you alright?!”

Precia and Gilbert tried to support me as I was about to fall.

I refused their help and shouted in a burst of anger.

“Hey! You brats! Everyone get down and prostrate!”

Why are these things suddenly causing accidents one after another when they weren’t before?!

My old temper exploded for the first time in a long while.

“I’m sorry.”

For Precia and Jade fighting and beating each other up, it was mutual assault, and Jade would also be at fault, so it wasn’t something I particularly had to apologize for.

But Silua’s case was different.

This was undeniably my fault for negligent management, with no room for excuses.

At my apology, Yekatrice instead bowed her head.

“No. My disciple was also involved in the incident, and I was the one who allowed Silua to roam freely. Rather, it’s my fault for not turning off the defense magic even though the child was wandering around.”

I must have aged quite a bit, as I had become much more gentle.

If I had my old temper, I would have upheld social justice with the pipe of love, regardless of age or gender, but now I only made them kneel and raise their hands.

Of course, with my current frail arms, I probably wouldn’t be able to leave a scratch on those superhumans.

The old man who was watching from the side cackled and nagged at Jade, Precia, and Silua, who were kneeling in punishment next to him.

“Look, you foolish children. Because of you, your master and young master are bowing their heads, discarding their pride. Tsk tsk, such pathetic fellows.”

At the old man’s words, the three lowered their heads as if they had nothing to say.

“But who is this person?”

At my question, Yekatrice introduced the old man, saying the introduction was late.

“This old man is my long-time friend, Dalanta di Wisel, the Sage of Spring Flowers.”

At her introduction, the old man, Dalanta, chuckled and playfully quipped.

“Hey, we’re both getting old together, but you’re only calling me an old man! There’s not much age difference between you and me. And it’s ‘former’ Sage of Spring Flowers. Don’t leave out the ‘former’. Unlike you, I’ve retired!”

Former. He had already passed on the position of Sage of Spring Flowers to his disciple.

Then Dalanta’s disciple ‘Asha Staypolo’ would be the current Sage of Spring Flowers.

At Dalanta’s introduction, I pretended to be surprised as if I had guessed but didn’t know.

“If you’re Dalanta di Wisel, aren’t you the first generation Count of the renowned Wiesel County? You’re also the founder of the magic school.”

When I recognized him, Dalanta looked at me as if it was unexpected.

“Young man, you know me? Hoho, I’m happy that someone remembers an old man like me.”

Normally, even if people heard the name Dalanta, it was natural for them not to think of the first-generation Count of the renowned magic family, Wiesel County.

In common sense, who would think that healthy-looking old man was a war hero from 115 years ago?

“I’ve been putting the magic tool you left behind to good use.”

When I took out the ingredient warehouse from my finger and showed it to him, Dalanta was surprised.

“Oh?! Where did you find this, young man? I also forgot where I put it.”

“I found it in the place you worked at when you were young. The royal kitchen.”

At my answer, Dalanta seemed to remember as he clapped his hands and nodded.

“Right! I had used it as a potato sack string before being dragged to the battlefield. I remember now. I forgot because I was busy with the war and family matters.”

Dalanta checked his magic tool and handed it back to me.

“But how did you know I worked in the royal kitchen?”

“Uh… well, I’m the type who likes to read books.”

“Is that so? That’s unexpected. My son would have tried his best to hide the fact that I was just a cook because he was ashamed of it.”

I did know it from reading books though.

Books I read before entering this body.

“Well, the ‘ingredient warehouse does hold quite a bit of memories, but I can’t ask for it back after losing it over a hundred years ago. It’s yours.”

I knew he would say that if I said that.

“Ah, but don’t use the kitchen knife inside for anything other than cooking. It would be sad then.”

I nodded, putting the ring back on.

“Don’t worry. How could I wield a knife with these frail arms?”

Yekatrice and Dalanta laughed merrily at my joke mixed with sincerity.

“Ahahaha! What a funny young man!”

“Indeed.”

Fortunately, perhaps because they both had a lot of experience, they seemed to treat the previous incidents as trivial.

If it were me, I would have served them bland porridge and then kicked them out, so I was really fortunate.

I looked at those kneeling in punishment and said,

“For now, everyone needs to wash up before dinner. You can’t eat in that state.”

Not only Precia and Jade, who were covered in dirt from fighting hard, but Silua, who was caught up in the explosion, were also quite filthy.

Yekatrice also agreed with my words and told Jade to go wash up.

“You girls go wash up too. The scolding… Haa~! Let’s do it later. I’m tired.”

At my sigh, Precia and Silua became gloomy and headed to their respective rooms.

“Gilbert, you go wash up too.”

Gilbert, who was standing guard behind me, nodded his head.

“Yes, I understand. …Young Master, but please don’t scold the two too much. They both made mistakes while working hard for you in their own ways.”

For my sake? Precia just seemed to have gone wild with competitive spirit after seeing a worthy opponent of the same age for the first time.

In front of me, she puts on a calm and quiet act, but if she didn’t have that competitive spirit in the first place, she wouldn’t have become so strong.

And Silua made a mistake out of curiosity for complex and new magic.

I let out a small sigh at Gilbert’s defense and said,

“Alright, I’ll do it moderately, depending on the situation.”

“Thank you.”

Still, Gilbert was the most mature among the group, being the oldest.

Perhaps because he has a young sister, he’s like a big brother looking after his younger siblings.

After Gilbert also left, I spoke seriously.

“I apologize once again for the mistakes my companions made. Let’s start by compensating for the hut Silua destroyed.”

At my words, Yekatrice and Dalangtha dissuaded me.

“No, it’s alright. You don’t have to do that.”

“Yeah, the repair cost is no small sum. Unless you’re one of the top 5 merchant guild masters on the continent, you won’t be able to afford it.”

I chuckled at their dissuasion.

Certainly, putting aside the material cost, it would be impossible for anyone but a considerably wealthy person when considering the labor cost.

“I have no intention of paying with money. Instead, take this.”

I took out an old book from the food storage.

Originally, I was going to give it to them while asking them to make a decent magic tool, but I decided to just hand it over.

I had plenty of things to make a deal with Yekatrice anyway.

“This should be more than enough to cover the repair cost.”

At my words, Dalanta looked back and forth between the book and me with uncomprehending eyes.

The old book had no title or contents.

But Yekatrice, the Sage of the Winter Wood, was different.

“Th-this can’t be!”

“Yes. It’s the secret book of the Sage of the Winter Wood that was half-snatched away while making a deal with the founding emperor of the Duplion Kingdom.”

To be precise, it was the result of the influence of Aquila, one of the Witches of the Four Disasters, who are symmetrical to the Sages of the Four Seasons.

According to the diary written in Aquila’s grimoire, the relationship between the Sages of the Four Seasons and the Witches of the Four Disasters was not very good then or now.

There was no way to know in detail why Aquila had seized the secret magic of the Sage of the Winter Wood, but since it was something she had done, it was a magic that was not inherited and lost in the present.

“Where did you get this?”

Seeing Yekatrice’s trembling voice as she flipped through the pages, the contents seemed to be genuine.

“I found it in the royal library. I couldn’t read the contents, so I was anxious if I had brought the right thing, but I’m glad I brought it well.”

That book was something I had found along with my ancestor’s legacy, Aquila’s mana circuit, and Navi.

“Certainly, if it’s this secret book, it’s more than enough to compensate… No, if we were to put a value on it, I would be the one who needs to repay the favor.”

She closed the book and seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, then looked at me.

“But before that, there’s one thing that needs to be made clear.”

Make it clear.

How I obtained this book? My identity? Or my other purpose for coming here?

The question that came out of Yekatrice’s mouth was far from my expectations.

“How are you alive when you should have been fated to die long ago?”

TN: Yuan right now ->  I beg your pardon?