The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

“Come, thunderous roar that soars through the sky! Resound, the thunder that reigns for all eternity! Descend upon this place, storm forth, great lord of lightning!”

With my summoning incantation, the spirit world and the present world connected, and the magic circle began to emit a brilliant radiance.

Kwa-kwa-kwang–!!

A thunderous roar that shook the body rang out from the spirit world, and vivid sparks flew in all directions.

Fortunately, I had instructed Navi beforehand to set up a wind barrier.

Otherwise, there would have been chaos outside by now.

“My goodness! What did you summon?!”

Divet, startled by the electricity spreading in all directions, took shelter under the desk.

“Ahahaha! I don’t know either.”

Lisbeth’s Spirit Book was a lost item in “The Sage of the Winter Tree.”

More precisely, it was a half-burnt book when the Queen’s palace caught fire.

Therefore, summoning a spirit according to this spirit book didn’t happen even in the novel.

I was very excited by this fantastical sight.

“Your Highness! It’s dangerous, stay behind me!”

As the sparks gradually intensified, Precia came to her senses, blocked me, and protected me.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! What are you doing in my workshop?!”

Divet drank an electrostatic discharge magic potion on the spot to protect himself.

The powerful sparks gradually converged into one place, forming a small sphere.

And from within it, a small bird about the size of a half fist emerged.

-Chirp chirp~!

The lightning spirit “Lord of Thunder” that resembled a small snowy owl with a yellow crescent pattern on its chest blinked its cute eyes and looked at me.

Perhaps thanks to the spirit affinity enhancer I drank before summoning, or thanks to the spirit stone in my hand, or maybe thanks to the bloodline of the first Queen Lisbeth flowing in Prince Yuan’s blood, I could feel the spirit’s emotions.

I patted Precia’s shoulder and approached the lightning spirit.

“Your Highness!”

“It’s alright. It’s not dangerous.”

The emotions felt from the lightning spirit were curiosity and affection.

At least it had no intention of harming me.

“Will you contract with me?”

The lightning spirit stared intently at the spirit stone in my hand.

“Haha, you want this, don’t you? Alright, let’s make a deal. If you contract with me, I’ll give this to you.”

At my proposal, the lightning spirit flew up and perched on my shoulder.

It was a positive gesture.

“Let’s name you ‘Nuni’.”

Since it looks like a snowy owl, it’s Nuni. Even I thought it sounded a bit lacking in sincerity, but originally, easy-to-remember names are the best.

-Chirp chirp!

As I named it, I felt a connection with Nuni.

I handed the spirit stone to Nuni, and Nuni swallowed it in one gulp.

Seeing that, Divet clicked his tongue.

“To think that little bird emitted such fierce electricity. It’s different from the spirits I know.”

At Divet’s words, I shrugged my shoulders.

“I don’t know much about spirits either.”

Lisbeth’s Spirit Book was written in ancient language, so I couldn’t finish reading it, but according to the book, a spirit’s power seemed unrelated to its size.

Actually, after obtaining Navi, I often visited the royal library to find materials on spirits and spirit techniques.

However, perhaps because spirit users themselves were extremely few, there was little information.

To obtain detailed information, it seemed I would have to visit the library of the magic tower or seek out a specialist researcher rather than the royal library.

“By the way, what are you going to do about this?”

Divet asked, looking at his workshop and medicinal herbs that were charred black all around, and I smiled awkwardly and took out my wallet.

“Can’t we do something with this?”

When I took out silver coins, Divet yelled.

“How much do you think the damaged equipment and burnt herbs cost?! Cough up gold bars, you brat!”

Tsk, even though he has a lot of money secretly stashed away from his time at the poison institute, he’s stingy.

Nuni chirped happily on my shoulder, either knowing or not knowing that a large sum of money was broken because of it.

It’s cute, so I let it slide.

******

Gilbert swallowed his saliva as he passed through the castle gates guarded by soldiers and entered the palace.

I greeted the tense Gilbert.

“The knight uniform suits you well. Did you have a good vacation?”

Gilbert, who followed Herion’s guidance with frozen, rigid movements, ran up to me.

“G-greetings, Your Highness!”

I chuckled at his stiff and clumsy salute.

It’s like watching a newly transferred recruit.

“Relax. The palace is a place where people live too.”

Unless you were someone who set foot in the political world or served a high-ranking person, the palace wasn’t particularly special.

Of course, it would be a different story if you made a big mistake in front of a high-ranking person, but since I was leaving the capital altogether, there was no opportunity to make mistakes even if I wanted to.

“Ah… Yes! Understood!”

It wasn’t difficult to register Gilbert as my exclusive escort knight, but it took some time to fabricate the circumstances under which I, a prince, and Gilbert, an ordinary commoner, came to meet.

After all, the fact that I secretly left the palace had to remain a secret, so an official record of going out had to be created.

“But, you really were a prince.”

Gilbert looked around and admired the lavish palace, and Precia, walking alongside Gilbert, glanced at him with a cold gaze.

“So are you saying His Highness lied to you?”

At Precia’s chilly words, Gilbert was taken aback.

“No! That’s not it, but…!”

“Don’t doubt His Highness’s words. His Highness sees through everything and acts accordingly.”

No, I did want him to believe me, but I didn’t want such fanatical faith.

Did I do something to deserve that much trust?

I can’t think of anything.

“Gilbert, ignore Precia’s words. Anyway, how’s your sister doing?”

At my question, Gilbert answered with a bright face.

“Yes! Thanks to you, Your Highness, she has improved enough to take light walks.”

If a child who couldn’t even control her body properly has gotten well enough to take walks, she must have really improved.

Well, it was a natural result since Divet and Aladrine were treating her together.

“That’s fortunate. You’ll be separated from your sister for a while, will you be alright?”

“Grandpa Divet is there, and Grandma Rene said she will take care of her while I’m gone. She has also gotten close with Miss Nedrian.”

“Then there won’t be a problem. Let’s go and depart now.”

I smiled while fiddling with the saint’s rosary hung around my neck.

Last night, I secretly infiltrated the cathedral and took it out from where it was sleeping on the statue of the Earth Goddess.

Originally, as soon as it was removed, the part supporting the stone statue should have collapsed, but I found a way to temporarily replace the rosary with a magic stone from Aquila’s grimoire.

According to the grimoire, the rosary was the core of the magic formation protecting the secret shelter under the cathedral, and the one who installed that magic formation was Aquila.

Of course, the magic stone didn’t have the same power as the rosary, so its power would fade by tomorrow at most, but by then, I would already be gone, so there was no risk of me being suspected.

As I headed towards the royal carriage that would take Precia, Gilbert, and me to the “resort,” Herion asked with a worried look.

“Will it really be alright if I don’t accompany you?”

At Herion’s question, I smiled brightly.

“It’s fine. I’m not going alone, and who will guard the annex if you’re not here?”

“That’s true, but…”

It was natural for Herion to worry.

Although I didn’t tell him the exact plan, I did mention that this trip wouldn’t be very safe.

“I also want to keep someone I can trust by my side, but there needs to be someone reliable left in the palace.”

When I returned, I needed someone who could inform me in detail about what had happened in the meantime.

Herion was a trustworthy person.

He was a supporting extra character who briefly appeared in “The Sage of the Winter Tree” when Jade was active in the capital.

Although he ends up dying while saving Precia in a battle staged in the palace, through his monologue as he died, one could see his loyalty to Prince Yuan, or more precisely, to Yuan’s birth mother.

‘Ah… Please… I beg you… avenge… Lady Paramella… Prince Yuan…’

It was just a line I read, but for a moment, I saw the image of the current Herion overlapping with the bleeding Herion.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”

At Herion’s puzzled expression, I smiled brightly.

“No, stay healthy while I’m gone.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Leaving the bowing Herion behind, Precia, Gilbert, and I boarded the carriage.

Not long after I got on, the carriage departed from the palace, escorted by five knights and twenty soldiers.

Even though it was a prince’s departure from the palace, the fact that only my exclusive attendant Herion was seeing me off seemed to represent my current situation.

I leaned my arm against the window and looked at the inner palace visible outside.

Then I chuckled and said, “Precia, wave to over there.”

At my words, Precia followed the tip of my finger and looked towards the inner palace.

Horazon was waving from the terrace connected to the King’s office.

Horazon probably wanted to come and greet Precia, whom he considered like a daughter, but it could be seen as supporting me, so he was seeing us off from afar.

Keeping his mouth shut in the training grounds where it was possible and coming to a place frequented by unspecified individuals were two different things.

Precia smiled and said to her mentor, “I’ll be back.”

Although her voice wouldn’t be heard, Horazon would be able to read her lip movements well enough.

The carriage carrying me left the palace and started running.

*******

The King sighed as he watched Horazon wave his hand with teary eyes.

“Sir Horazon, you’re being sentimental.”

“It’s not that I’m being sentimental, but that Your Majesty is cold-blooded.”

When it was just the two of them, Horazon grumbled and spoke comfortably.

The King, familiar with his attitude, snorted and replied, “I only worry about those worth worrying about.”

Although they had only met twice recently, the King saw through Yuan’s true nature.

The King’s firstborn son, as he saw him, was a sly fox who would surpass him.

Such a sly fox wouldn’t embark on an adventure without preparing a safety net.

He felt a kinship with him more than anyone else, so he didn’t worry at all.

The King followed Horazon’s gaze out the window and laughed.

“I’m looking forward to when we meet again.”

What would Yuan accomplish when he returned?

Despite having nothing but a loyal attendant and one escort knight, he had succeeded in confining the Queen.

Since he had intentionally left like that, there was no way he would return empty-handed.

The King watched the carriage leaving the castle gates, thinking that when the time came, he might be able to fill the vacant position of Crown Prince.

****

About a day and a half had passed since leaving the capital.

Last night, we had stayed at the castle of the lord of a city close to the capital.

As the territory was located near the capital, the lord, a viscount, had connections to the central political world and held quite a high status.

Thanks to that, they were able to receive quite a warm reception.

Although my position wasn’t much to look at, I was still someone who had left at the King’s recommendation.

If they treated me poorly, they risked falling out of the King’s favor, so their attitude was natural.

It was now late afternoon, and the sun was setting, having left the viscount’s castle in the late morning.

The carriage stopped, and the soldiers began to prepare for camp.

“It’s about time.”

At my muttering, Gilbert looked at me with innocent eyes and asked, “About time for what?”

I answered Gilbert’s question with a question.

“Gilbert, even if I lack backing, don’t you think the number of my escorts is too small for a prince?”

My escort consists of five knights and twenty soldiers.

It might be fine for an ordinary nobleman, but it was too few for a prince’s escort.

If it were the 2nd Prince born from the Queen, there would have been at least twenty knights and fifty soldiers accompanying him.

As for attendants, their number would be too many to count at a glance.

Even in the case of princes or princesses born from other concubines, they would have had at least twice as many as my current escort.

“Uh… Is this number small?”

Gilbert, ignorant of the ways of the world, couldn’t even distinguish whether this was a small number or not.

“It’s small. My assassination attempt was only a few months ago, so why do you think it’s small?”

“That’s… I don’t know.”

At Gilbert’s answer, I smiled brightly. For now, I decided to teach him how to think slowly and told him the correct answer.

“The answer is because they are people who can die without consequences.”

My current escorts and attendants were people connected to the Queen.

Especially the knights were quite deeply involved politically.

At that moment, Precia drew her sword and warned, “Enemies. The number is twenty, among them, three appear to be mages.”

A few minutes after the warning, a rain of arrows poured down, accompanied by screams.

“Enemy attack! Everyone, prepare for battle!”

At those screams, I smiled brightly.

“See, I told you it was about time.”