I Was Kidnapped by My Rich Older Sister

31 – It must be you!

“It means that I was forcibly brought here.”

I suppressed the sigh that was about to burst out and corrected his nonsense.

The empire is ruined to be a prince like this.

Well, it’s not even the country where I was born and raised, so I’m just grateful that it has nothing to do with me.

“You weren’t forced to follow me?”

“That’s not me, right?”

“Kuhm!”

It seems you know it well.

Duna’s eyes narrowed.

The prince must have had a bad attitude. Maybe I’m making a similar expression to Doona right now. Whatever it was, I wanted to get that burn out of my house as quickly as possible.

More than that, I’m fed up with seeing your face.

“Hero, I will ask you.”

There is determination in the prince’s eyes.

Through her doona and her clasped hands, I could feel her body stiffen with tension.

Her sharp momentum, as if she could pull her sword out at any moment, began leaking out as if it were crawling out of a tiny gap.

Please, refrain from stabbing yourself here.

“Where am I less than that man?”

What came out of the mouth of the prince, who knew how to scratch his temper, was unexpectedly a denial of reality.

“I’m a genius more than that man. Unlike the guy whose magic I can use is limited, I can handle almost any kind of magic, and I can also handle thunder-attribute magic, the exclusive property of the imperial family.”

The prince stands upright with his back and neck on the subject tied to his chair, and expresses his opinion with a powerful voice.

“It’s not that I’m lacking in wealth, nor is it lacking in fame. Both status and status overwhelm that man.”

The words that came out of the prince’s mouth were facts that could not be denied even if compared objectively.

No matter how much it is, you should compare things conscientiously. Where is a golden spoon compared to an empty, dirty spoon that was forcibly transferred to another world?

If I hadn’t been in another world war, I would have been a middle-class silver spoon. Of course, they are all backed by their parents, but at the time, I was only 23 years old, where would I have money?

“Duna, it’s not too late. Choose me now.”

That was an obvious order no matter who saw it.

The prince was giving orders to Duna.

It was nothing more than unilaterally forcing them to abandon me and choose themselves to return to the empire together.

No, I’m not a six or seven year old child, I just spoke in an old-fashioned way. In the end, that was nothing more than an immature idiot’s forced use of herd.

It is very diverse.

“I will decline the offer of the prince.”

“Why?!”

Not convinced, he raised his voice.

Even if you change your stance and think about it for a bit, it’s a situation you really hate, but it seemed like you weren’t aware of the situation itself.

The trajectory we passed was a dangerous and difficult journey, not knowing when we would die.

If you express the imperial palace as your workplace and the emperor as your direct supervisor, whenever you visit your boss for an interim report, the boss’s son instead of helping you with your work is annoying and flirts with you.

Oh, no matter what, that’s disgusting.

“There is a man who sacrificed himself to protect the foolish me.”

A calm voice flowed from Doona’s tightly closed mouth.

“He’s obviously missing a screw somewhere, but he’s a great guy who always does his best.”

Calm expression, calm tone. However, as if thinking of something, the eyes stare into the void.

I didn’t know what she was looking at, but I followed her and smiled as I watched her face slowly fill with a smile.

“And, because I have wealth and status.”

That was the end of Duna’s words.

Looking at me, it’s like, ‘Well, did I?’ I quietly nodded and raised my thumb.

“Ha ha ha ha. I thought he would definitely choose me, but this is unexpected.”

“Your Highness, please return to the Empire.”

“I’ll take care of it. I’m tired. Now I just want to lie down and rest. Quickly loosen this damn rope.”

The prince could not hide his depressed expression.

Watching him, I cautiously approached him and burned only the rope neatly.

The prince was seen trembling, but he managed to burn the rope.

My magic control was flawless. Probably no injuries.

“Let’s go.”

The prince staggered, unable to control himself properly, and opened the door and went out.

We quietly followed him and had no choice but to make subtle faces as we watched him leave.

In the end, what is this situation? Have I become a man who stole the woman I had a crush on right in front of my eyes?

I feel uncomfortable.

“Is this good?”

“I don’t think so?”

Doona’s proud voice echoed through the empty room. I just shrugged my shoulders and glared at the door where the prince disappeared.

That bastard. I didn’t even mention that I was going back to the empire.

*

After that, the prince unexpectedly didn’t show up for a week, and we were able to spend a peaceful week.

“Duna, marry me.”

The day we went out together. Until the prince made a public proposal to Doona with a bouquet of flowers, a sports car, and colorful candle-shaped heart decorations spread out on the street.

In an absurd situation, the three of us touched our foreheads at the same time.

What kind of bullying is this?

“Your Highness, where the hell did you get the money to do this?”

“I did something with the power of my love for you!”

Banging her chest at Duna’s question, wearing her bouquet of roses around her waist, her appearance was embarrassingly well suited.

Fluffy blonde hair, fair skin, a toned body and broad shoulders and chest. Looking at his physique, he doesn’t look like a wizard, but only a warrior or an athlete.

Tsk, only the face is handsome. This is why I hate handsome guys.

“Lancia, close your eyes for a second.”

“Mister, I have eyes to see.”

“After.”

Her fist, which she was about to swing at the prince, was caught by Lancia.

At the sight of him blocking my arms with both arms as if he were hugging them with all his strength, I eventually relaxed and was able to identify some passers-by as they glanced at us.

At least it’s fortunate that it’s a well-known street corner at a time when there are no people.

The fact that this situation itself is the worst remains unchanged, but it won’t get any worse than this.

“I won’t be like a vicious stalker.”

“First of all, it seems like a certainty that I’ll be chasing Doona-unnie for a while.”

“Perhaps, we might be chasing them too.”

“I feel bad.”

“Though I couldn’t fully understand what the two of you were talking about, I could tell you were swearing at me. It’s rude.”

The prince presented us with a bouquet of roses and expressed his dissatisfaction.

We glared at the prince without saying anything. It seems that the person who is being rude is the person who is doing this sh*t show on the street.

Lancia hid behind me, eventually shedding a sneer at her foot.

“Your Highness, do you have any plans to return to the Empire?”

“No!”

“Do you intend to find another woman besides me?.”

“If it’s not you, I won’t do it!”

As the conversation progressed, Doona’s expression hardened.

Seeing her one hand going to the knife hidden behind her waist, Lancia put her hands together, took her prayerful posture, and quietly began to raise her divine power.

I don’t like knife fights on the street. Are there CCTVs around?

“Without you, I cannot return to the Empire.”

What is this again?

“What do you mean?”

“Solasido, get out of the way.”

“I can’t get out of my way until I hear the answer.”

At the prince’s meaningful line, he immediately stepped forward to Duna.

The prince saw Duna right behind me and started glaring at me with her burning eyes, but that wasn’t what was important now.

“I’ll tell you again, it’s the story of Doona and I.”

“No, that’s your story.

“…Holy Maiden, please step out of the way.”

This time Lancia cut in front of me.

Lancia gathered her divine power, and she was ready to perform barrier magic at any time.

She seemed intent on protecting us as soon as anything happened. Doona, behind me, was also holding her knife in her hand before I knew it, and her blade was encased in pure white magical power unique to a hero.

Exuding sharp momentum, the magical blade that wrapped around the original blade and stretched out like a lightsaber was vibrating the air.

A situation on the verge of bursting at any moment.

Along with the sound of tearing the air from the prince’s body, sparks of golden light began to reveal menacing teeth.

Wait, mana?

You bastard, no way…

“Your Highness, is the necessary condition for returning the hero’s magic?”

One of the settings in the game that came out in passing.

“It seems that it came over with Doona’s magic remaining in the holy sword. Is it true that it came to Earth after tracking and counting Duna’s magic?”

The holy sword of the hero continuously accumulates a small amount of the hero’s magical power, and releases that magical power when entering battle to greatly increase the warrior’s combat power.

It was said that the setting above and another setting play the role of a key connecting the other world and this world.

“The role of the holy sword is not only as a weapon to subdue the demon lord.”

Then, when the demon king appears, the empire prays to the goddess using her holy sword as a medium to summon her opponent, the warrior, and the goddess transfers the warrior she selected herself to that world.

“It’s a medium for summoning and returning warriors.”

And in order for the holy sword to function as a key, the hero’s magical power is required.

“Then, where is the holy sword that His Highness the Prince brought to return to the Empire?”

The bottom line is that this madman has a holy sword.

Checking the prince’s face, which was dyed with astonishment, I gazed at him calmly.

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Give me that holy sword.