I reincarnated as the hated villainous prince, and thought to live as I pleased in this life, but it turns out I’ve been unconsciously making saintly moves. I’m trying to create an evil kingdom, but for some reason, everyone respects me!

It’s over.

The men who had been so bold were now motionless, unable to make even the slightest movement.

They won’t be waking up for a while, and even if they regain consciousness, their injuries will prevent them from moving effectively.

Indeed, this fifth prince is overwhelmingly stronger than the game’s protagonist. With such high initial stats, a bit of game knowledge and effort are enough for an easy victory.

“Hehe… hehehe…”

But indulging in the thrill of victory isn’t very villain-like. That’s more something a hero would do.

What I, the villainous prince, should do is only one thing…

“I won! I’ve triumphed! Hahahaha(ry)”

I was about to spread my arms wide and laugh evilly, but the elf girl interrupted me by throwing herself into my arms with incredible force, her sizable chest pressing against me.

“Thank you, for saving me…!”

“Whoa… soft…”

Not having much experience with the opposite sex in my previous life, I was almost overwhelmed by the forbidden softness.

But such reactions are more fitting for a serious protagonist.

I let out a meaningful chuckle, maintaining my composure as I spoke.

“It’s only natural… No, it’s my duty as a royal, as a human being. Are you hurt?”

“Yes…! Thanks to you, I’m unharmed…!”

“That’s good to hear.”

“You’re so cool…”

The elf girl looked up at me with sparkling eyes.

She seemed to be about the same age as me, or a bit younger.

While her face was still partially obscured by her robe, her innocent features contrasted strikingly with her incredibly ample chest. It was clear why the men were so captivated by her.

…Heh, she’s as pure as she looks.

Here I am, the typical villain who swoops in to take the girl that others were earnestly courting, using nothing but looks and status. And yet, her affection tilts towards me. Indeed, being a prince and handsome is an unbeatable combo.

With Sword Emperor Mirua, an incredibly powerful warrior, now among my followers, my kingdom is steadily building.

While pondering this, I savored the feel of the elf girl’s chest pressing against me.

★ ★ ★

I, Sword Emperor Mirua Lainis, was deeply moved.

It was clear that Prince Esmeralda’s secret training had purpose.

Elves, compared to humans, are an overwhelmingly powerful race.

Although this young girl had no choice but to flee, adult elves possess magical powers far surpassing humans. If human magic is considered a one, then elves would be a ten…

Such a gap exists between the races.

(On the flip side, elves have the disadvantage of a smaller population compared to humans.)

Yet, elves don’t act against humans, primarily because they are peace-loving. They prefer dialogue over conflict…

This is the stance of the elves.

Perhaps the nobility, led by Princess Yuricia, are abducting elves because of this. Knowing that the elves would hardly retaliate, they seize them, coveting their longevity-linked blood…

Such inhumane acts are being perpetrated.

Prince Esmeralda must have targeted this situation.

He probably acted suspiciously right after hitting the streets to locate the elf being chased.

Then, using his overwhelming martial prowess, he subdued the men…

What particularly struck me was his insight in identifying those seemingly indolent men as soldiers of the Third Division.

The Third Division has close ties to Princess Yuricia, connecting the dots to her leading the capture of elves.

…Following Prince Esmeralda was the right decision.

He is truly trying to rectify this corrupt world, aiming to correct the power structure where the strong oppress the weak for their own gain.

Seeing such ugliness in the throne struggle, only he, a royal, can make the change that’s needed here.

Before, I could never trust the royalty, but…

“As a royal… No, as a human, I only did what was necessary. Are you hurt?”

This kind and overflowing sentiment seems to be his true nature.

The elf girl is incredibly cute.
And her chest is large.
Being embraced by her, any average man would have inappropriate thoughts.

But he showed no such signs, instead showing concern for her, who had just been persecuted.

The way she clung to him without reservation, I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous…

But he’s the one who can change this world.
I believe that.

So, I decided to take the plunge and speak to the prince.

“Prince Esmeralda… May I… hug you too?”

“Huh?”

“Because I’m closer to you than that elf. So it’s only right that I should be the one to embrace you.”

I emphasized my chest, often described as “large.”

Such vulgar thoughts aren’t like me at all, but in his presence, I feel like they just crumble away.

“Heh.”
Prince Es

meralda smiled meaningfully, extending his right arm towards me.
“Dive in as much as you like. I’ll catch you firmly.”

“Oh, Prince…”

Overwhelmed by his kindness, I impulsively dove into his upper body.

Oh, he’s so cool, too wonderful. Just touching him makes my body tremble, and my heart flutters. I’ve never been interested in love before, but these feelings must be real. Ah, will there be a day when I can be even closer to him? Oh my, what am I thinking, how naughty of me(ry

“Hey Mirua, you’re bleeding from your nose⁉”

The prince’s words were the last thing I heard before my consciousness faded.