The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

Rotulus clutched his side infused with wicked energy with one hand and raised his sword with the other, muttering,

“This is the worst.”

It felt like his whole body was being crushed by the absolute mana emanating from the graceful black-haired beauty in front of him.

The opponent was merely releasing mana, but it created the illusion that she was casting some legendary magic.

Yuan had prepared traps with demons as an appetizer, and as they went further in, he had set up various special traps that would shatter them.

However, there were two reasons why Yekatrice came out to the outskirts of the barrier to face the enemies.

One was that the closer the enemy’s magical tool called the ‘key’ got to the seal, the greater its power.

The other was because Yuan said she could do as she pleased under a few conditions if the number of enemies was reduced to three or less.

No, those were all excuses.

Yekatrice was feeling a bit impatient.

She had made this move out of concern that Arcana’s evil hand might reach her disciple who had gone to subjugate the great magic beasts.

It was to turn their attention inward by making herself the target.

Yekatrice lightly flicked her fingers while looking at the Arcana executives breathing roughly.

“Since we’re at it, I should make use of what my benefactor prepared.”

Simultaneously with her words, fierce eyes flashed in the forest.

In the dark night forest, countless giant dogs growled and drooled.

“Anku’s guard dogs. I didn’t expect you to prepare those vicious things.”

At Bifleod’s murmur, Rotulus asked without taking his eyes off the front.

“Do you know anything about those damn dogs?”

“Anku’s guard dogs are ancient monsters, undying beasts.”

“What? Undying?”

At the startled voice, the dwarf gripped his hammer.

Not only the monsters that seemed ready to pounce at any moment but also the Sage of the Winter Wood looking down from the air were threatening.

“Yeah, they are legendary monsters that regenerate quickly even if their heads are shattered.”

“Then we have no choice but to knock them out or restrain them.”

Like a seasoned mercenary, Rotulus immediately found a way to deal with them.

“But it’s strange. Clearly, the summoning magic for Anku’s guard dogs should have been lost long ago with the Witch of Dry Drought being the last. How did she summon them?”

Anku’s guard dogs were summons that the Witch of Dry Drought, one of the Four Witches, loved to summon.

Yuan read about them in Aquila’s grimoire and summoned dozens of them as traps, saying they would be useful.

Of course, the mana to maintain the summoning was also replaced with mana stones.

“Now, bite them to pieces!”

At Yekatrice’s command, Anku’s guard dogs bared their sharp teeth and charged at the enemies.

“Is it important how she summoned them right now?! Kill them!”

Rotulus moved his creaking body and slashed Anku’s guard dogs.

He had heard they were undying, but if he couldn’t subdue them anyway, it was advantageous to cut them into pieces and make them consume time and mana to regenerate.

“Tsk! It’s inefficient, but there’s no choice!”

Bifleod also swung his hammer and shattered the dogs’ heads.

They had no other way.

They could only hope that Jeffries would endure the pain in his right arm as quickly as possible and aggravate the disease implanted in Yekatrice’s body.

While Jeffries swallowed painkillers and muttered incantations, the guard dogs opened their mouths, aiming for his vulnerable neck.

Bifleod tried to block them by shattering the heads of the dogs charging at him, but he couldn’t block all the guard dogs with one hand.

Just before Jeffries’ neck was pierced by sharp teeth, Rotulus stretched out his left arm and was bitten instead.

He had tried to strike the guard dog’s head with his fist, but the wicked energy continuously spreading throughout his body slowed his movements.

Crunch-!

The guard dog’s teeth couldn’t pierce the sturdy flesh of the superhuman.

However, its biting force was enough to break bones weakened by the wicked energy.

“Aaaargh-!!”

Rotulus let out a cry of agony and slashed the head of the guard dog biting his arm with his sword.

The guard dog with its head cut off still wouldn’t let go of his arm.

While Rotulus was distracted by the pain in his arm, one of the guard dogs bit his leg.

Crunch-!

“Guh!”

Rotulus immediately slashed the neck of the guard dog biting his leg and leaped to avoid the ice spears raining down from the sky.

Yekatrice wasn’t just watching idly either.

As long as there was enough mana, Anku’s guard dogs would regenerate indefinitely and couldn’t be sent back, so she attacked freely without worrying about injuries.

Rotulus and Bifleod were having a hell of a time dealing with the guard dogs while enduring the raging ice storm and falling ice spears.

They tried their best to protect Jeffries, who was reciting incantations, but the guard dogs broke through their defense and wounded Jeffries’ body.

It was because Yekatrice deliberately concentrated her attacks on him, knowing they were protecting Jeffries.

Covered in blood, his clothes were torn in various places, and his crow’s beak mask shattered, revealing his wrinkled face.

“Hehe, it’s done. Wail in agony! Sage of the Winter Wood!”

Jeffries overcame the wicked energy of the demon spreading from his severed right arm and completed the incantation.

Green mana spread out in all directions from the body of Malecob Jeffries, one of the Disease Masters of the Poison Institute.

“That mana, you’re the one who invaded 60 years ago.”

Yekatrice remembered the only Arcana executive who had survived and returned after invading to create cracks in the seal in the past.

“That’s right! Yekatrice! I have come again to avenge my lover who died by your hand! You will finally meet your death at my hands today!”

The incantation imbued with the curse of disease aggravation penetrated Yekatrice.

Seeing that, Jeffries burst into laughter.

“Hahaha!! Do you remember my lover’s face?”

The sight of Yekatrice suffering while clutching her arms was the appearance he had longed for.

The suffering Yekatrice slowly opened her mouth.

“Ungh, I… don’t remember… Heheh, of course not.”

Then she laughed playfully.

“Indeed, I think I understand why my benefactor enjoys teasing others. It’s quite fun trying it out.”

“What…?”

Jeffries was startled, but Yekatrice giggled and poured ice magic on him.

Rotulus and Bifleod tried to block it urgently, but the strength of the two, exhausted and injured by various traps and weakened by the barrier’s power, was insufficient.

They swung their sword and hammer with all their might, but feeling helpless in the face of overwhelming power and despairing, a huge mana storm erupted from the center of the barrier.

“Cracks are forming in the seal?!”

Bifleod, who had seen cracks forming in the seal several times with the ‘key’ as he had lived long, was shocked.

The ‘key’ was currently in Jeffries’ hand.

How did this happen? As he was wondering, suddenly Yekatrice’s magic began to miss them.

And between them and Yekatrice, a woman wearing a veil appeared.

“It seems I’m a bit late. Long time no see, Sage of the Winter Wood.”

At the woman’s greeting, Yekatrice’s brows furrowed.

“Long time no see, ‘Arcana 18, Moon’. I didn’t expect you, one of Arcana’s top executives, to come all the way here.”

The meaning the name ‘Moon’ held in this world was not small.

The moon was the symbol of one of the seven chief gods.

The woman called ‘Moon’ laughed lightly at Yekatrice’s words.

“I had a request from the ‘The Fool’ and the ‘Wheel’. To help them.”

Yekatrice glared at Moon.

“The Wheel, it seems you have found a new prophet besides me.”

“Yes, the seat was left vacant for you, but we couldn’t leave it empty forever, could we?”

The ‘Wheel’ of Arcana was a position for the star reader for generations.

Because the previous generation’s star reader, Yekatrice, became the disciple of the Sage of the Four Seasons instead of Arcana, the position of the ‘Wheel’ was vacant for a long time.

‘Moon’ had tried to persuade Yekatrice to their side somehow.

But in the end, a new star reader was born faster than convincing her.

“Oho, so now that I’m not needed, you’ve come to kill me?”

At Yekatrice’s thorny question, ‘Moon’ laughed, giggling.

“Hehehe, how could I dare to kill you in this land? And right now, you’re not the main body but a doppelganger, right?”

At Moon’s point, Rotulus and Bifleod were shocked.

No matter how exhausted and injured they were from various traps and weakened by the barrier’s power, their discernment didn’t disappear.

In their eyes, the Yekatrice in front of them was a powerful being that would be hard to approach even if all the executives they had planned fought at full strength.

“Even though the Sage of Spring Flower must have warned you, no matter how much you’re inside the barrier, there’s no way you would leave the seal’s side. You must be busy dealing with the cracks in the seal right about now.”

‘Moon’ also didn’t approach the seal but inserted the ‘key’ from a distance, just enough to reach the target.

No matter how high-ranking an Arcana executive was, sneaking into the barrier was a life-risking act.

Moreover, approaching the seal itself was suicidal.

At that moment, Jeffries, who was in critical condition, glared at Yekatrice with unbelieving eyes while coughing up bloody phlegm.

“How…! How could you avoid my incantation imbued with my 60 years of, cough! Of resentment…!?”

His incantation was special.

It was made to penetrate even the main body through the doppelganger if it was hit by the incantation, as it was prepared with resentment accumulated over a long time.

In the past, when Jeffries lost his lover to Yekatrice, Yekatrice had also faced Arcana’s executives with a doppelganger, so he had thoroughly prepared.

To Jeffries’ question, Yekatrice answered in a cold voice.

“Because your efforts were meaningless.”

She said that, but inwardly she broke out in a cold sweat.

The old shaman’s grudge was as sharp and sticky as it was vicious.

Without Yuan’s countermeasures, she might have certainly died or been driven to the brink of death in this place.

“Aah… Aaaaahhhh!!!”

Jeffries screamed while vomiting blood. Instead of tears, blood flowed from his bloodshot eyes.

At his scream, Yekatrice realized with transcendental intuition.

That the old shaman covered in blood was the death destiny had assigned to her, and she was convinced that her fate had been distorted now.

‘Moon’ looked at Yekatrice, paying no heed to Jeffries’ despair and wailing.

“Congratulations. Beating destiny is a difficult feat even for us, but you’ve accomplished it. You can trust the prophecy the ‘Wheel’ read out at great pains.”

Having said that, ‘Moon’ cast magic in a surprise move.

“Then let’s meet again if there’s a chance. Sage of the Winter Wood.”

The magic formation that surfaced under ‘Moon’s feet was a spatial transfer magic for escape.

‘Moon’ had rambled on, anticipating Yekatrice’s interference, but Yekatrice had no intention of obstructing the escape.

“Guah!”

She only focused on killing Jeffries.

Among the conditions Yuan had set in exchange for letting her move freely, the top priority was to kill Malecob Jeffries.

Ice thorns sprouted from Jeffries’ heart and thoroughly ravaged his entire body.

“Oh no!”

‘Moon’ tried to block Yekatrice’s attack.

All the executives were precious, but Jeffries was incomparably valuable in terms of utility as a Disease Master.

However, just as ‘Moon’ had put all her attention on escaping, Yekatrice had also concentrated all her attention on killing Jeffries.

If she had given up on escaping and tried to save him, perhaps she could have succeeded.

But ‘Moon’, judging it was already too late, abandoned Jeffries and escaped.

Trying to save Jeffries could have endangered her own life.

“Next time, I will certainly kill you.”

As Yekatrice’s murderous voice brushed past her ears, the surrounding scenery changed from the forest to a luxurious room that could be found in an aristocrat’s mansion.

Only Rotulus, Bifleod, and the veiled woman arrived, with no capacity to retrieve Jeffries’ corpse.

“Cough! Cough!”

As the spatial transfer ended, ‘Moon’ clutched her abdomen and vomited blood.

“Are you alright?! Could it be the backlash of a failed spatial transfer?”

Rotulus supported her and asked. ‘Moon’ shook her head with a low laugh.

“No. The spatial transfer was a perfect success. However, I’m embarrassed to say I was slightly careless when using the key and got caught in a trap.”

Blood-red blood was dripping from the abdomen she was clutching.

“Really, whoever designed it, it’s such a vicious trap…”

“Get a hold of yourself! Head Priest! There’s no way ‘Moon’ would have come here for no reason! The ‘Priestess’ must be here! Call her right away, dwarf!”

Before she could finish speaking, she fainted, and Rotulus hastily searched for ‘Arcana 02, The Priestess’.

TN: He got them in a clean sweep