The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

At my question, Demiway frowned and glared at me.

It was a gaze as if looking at an idiot who couldn’t distinguish between appropriate and inappropriate times to interject.

“You… no, it wasn’t you who summoned Zillian. What is this child’s relationship with the Sage of Ten Thousand Soldiers?”

When Demiway asked, looking down at Sillua, I stroked Sillua’s head and answered.

“His daughter.”

Hearing my answer, he furrowed his brows.

“Daughter? The daughter of the Sage of Ten Thousand Soldiers and the Mage of Purity is…”

“The second daughter. Her name is Sillua Philip.”

I cut off Demiway’s words and smiled, and he frowned as if displeased with my smile.

“…If she’s Geor’s daughter, it’s worthy of mentioning favors. As you said, I’ll provide accommodations and meals. I’ll assign someone to you, so tell them if you need anything.”

Befitting his alias ‘Ten Thousand Soldiers’, Geor traveled to all battlefronts and fought for the country.

At that time, there was almost no one with their name in the military registry of this country who didn’t receive favors from Geor.

At his words, I bowed my head politely in thanks.

“Thank you. We also have a sense of propriety, so if you ask us for help with anything you need, we’ll gladly assist.”

At my words, Demiway glared at me as if to say he wouldn’t need help from the likes of me.

“Don’t you need repairs for the dolls? They probably haven’t been maintained for quite a long time.”

The favors Demiway owes Geor are not one or two.

Among them is the combat doll battalion Geor left behind to be used as a defense force.

The combat doll battalion significantly reduced casualties on the front lines until they broke down.

At my question, he fake coughed.

“Ahem! …I request that.”

At Demiway’s request, I chuckled.

With his high rank as a marquis and respected position as commander, he could have refused out of pride or acted overbearing, but he didn’t.

He was a man who didn’t care about a moment’s embarrassment or pride if it was for the people or the soldiers.

Still, changing his attitude seemed embarrassing, as Demiway gritted his teeth at my laughter.

“Special Forces Captain, guide the guests to the VIP room. For the guests’ convenience… assign Hans to them.

“Yes, understood. Please follow me.”

As the meeting with Demiway concluded, Sillua returned all the dolls except

The Original Zillian, and Precia and Gilbert, who were preparing to draw their swords, relaxed again.

Following the Special Forces Captain, we were about to leave the commander’s office when Demiway called out to me.

“Wait a moment before you go, you… what is your relationship with the Sage of Ten Thousand Soldiers?”

At his question, I paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and went out.

“I’m his disciple. To be precise… his ‘last’ disciple.”

Demiway gazed out the window, lost in thought.

Memories resurfaced like reveries of barely saving his life thanks to magic dolls in his still weak youth and facing the Red Eyes 20 years ago.

20 years ago, Geor Philip was invited and participated in the Red Eyes suppression battle.

It was not long after Geor had lost his young daughter and declared retirement due to illness, so he didn’t directly run around the mountains with the Special Forces in pursuit of the Red Eyes.

However, his dolls were of great help.

In particular, Geor’s named dolls ‘Zillian’, ‘Purple Falcon’, and ‘Joker’ were directly deployed in the Red Eyes suppression and greatly contributed to the previous generation Blantzbarg Marquis inflicting a severe injury on the Red Eyes.

It was also thanks to Geor’s dolls that the previous generation Marquis, who lost an arm instead of his life when his all-or-nothing attack failed, and the Red Eyes counterattacked, ended up losing only an arm.

To save the previous generation Marquis, among the three named doll units, Joker was completely pulverized, and Purple Falcon was halved.

‘Immediately! Chase that monster!!’

‘No! Father! You need to receive treatment right away!’

‘You bastard! Did I teach you to be so weak! If we don’t kill that monster now, it’s the soldiers and ordinary people who will see blood!’

It still seemed like his father’s roar was ringing in his ears.

If Purple Falcon, the only one among the three dolls that could fly, was intact, pursuit would have been possible, but with the forces at that time, there was no way to chase the Red Eyes that roamed the mountains like its own home.

Demiway repeated the words he had said to calm his father.

“I will definitely kill that thing, Father. Even if it takes years or decades.”

It was already a story from nearly 20 years ago.

Now, he had surpassed his father in his prime and became a highly skilled warrior called the Sword Demon of the Ten Swords Under Heaven.

He now had the strength to keep that day’s vow.

As he was looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar mountain range in the distance, a knocking sound was heard from outside.

Knock knock!

“Come in.”

At Demiway’s permission, the Special Forces Captain entered.

“Did you guide them well?”

“Yes, I escorted them to the VIP room and instructed Centurion Hans to guide them as you ordered.”

“If the guests complain of any inconvenience, roll up Hans in a straw mat and beat him. That fellow needs to get beaten to come to his senses.”

“I will do so. I hope the guests point out even the slightest flaw.”

Demiway and the Special Forces Captain looked at each other and chuckled.

“Continue tracking the Red Eyes’ movements with the Special Forces.”

“Yes, understood.”

“And… bring out the mourning flag from the warehouse.”

Hearing those words, the Special Forces Captain’s expression hardened.

“Commander.”

“It’s not what you think, so don’t worry. I won’t die. Haven’t I become too strong to die to the likes of that thing?”

“Then why…?”

At the Special Forces Captain’s question, Demiway looked up at the gloomy sky outside the window with a bitter face.

“My benefactor has passed away, so I must express condolences.”

That day, a black mourning flag was hoisted on the lord’s castle’s flagpole.

Those who saw the mourning flag were surprised if something had happened, but the meaning of that flag became known after several days had passed, around the time the messenger who brought news from the capital returned.

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Arriving at the VIP room, we unpacked our luggage.

Even so, most of it was stored in my ingredient warehouse or Sillua’s mansion, so there was nothing much besides the thick coats we were wearing and weapons.

The VIP room was made considering even the stay of attendants, in the form of a suite with a living room, three bedrooms, and a bathroom.

“Ah! The bed is nice!”

As I lay down on the bed right away, Sillua also jumped onto the bed following me.

Befitting the name VIP room, the bed was soft and nice.

“Sillua, you should take off your shoes when getting on the bed.”

“Ah! Okay~!”

At my point, Sillua stuck her feet out of the bed and wriggled, pushing off her shoes with her feet.

The Original Zillian immediately retrieved Sillua’s shoes that were rolling on the floor and placed them neatly.

She seems mature, but at times like this, she’s like a child.

I smiled and looked at Precia.

“You have something to say?”

Precia had an expression as if she wanted to nag at me right away.

At my question, Precia let out a small sigh and asked.

“Young Master, why did you keep provoking the Commander? The Sword Demon is a powerful person we can’t defeat even if we all attack together.”

“Ahahaha, it’s fine. If you and Sillua join forces, even the Sword Demon would have to bare his neck.”

If she gained a bit more experience, Precia alone would be sufficiently capable.

“Young Master!”

Precia frowned her cute face, showing signs of anger.

Even if a beautiful face like Xishi’s frowns in pretend anger, it only appears beautiful, not scary. (TN: Xishi was one of the four renowned beauties of China)

I sat up and said,

“Don’t be so angry. It was all necessary. Thanks to that, we got such nice accommodations instead of old and worn-out lodging while staying here.”

Especially, I’m glad we got lodging where we don’t have to mind people’s gazes.

Gilbert was also quite handsome, but perhaps because he didn’t usually dress up, he wasn’t eye-catching enough to draw attention.

However, Precia had a striking appearance that stood out wherever she went, even without dressing up.

Of course, she still seemed young, so there was no need to cover her face yet.

Her vivid red hair was conspicuous, so she changed its color with Jade’s hair tie.

At my words, Precia frowned as if not convinced.

“If it’s you, Young Master, you could have received the VIP room without provoking like that. Isn’t that right?”

“Well, that’s true.”

In the end, this VIP room was provided because Sillua was Geor’s daughter, so even without mentioning favors or whatnot, if we had just talked about Sillua, the Sword Demon would have provided the VIP room on his own.

If not, even if I had revealed my identity, Demiway might have provided it out of consideration for the royal family.

Of course, I was in a position where I had to hide my whereabouts, so I wouldn’t have revealed it in any case.

“Still, I needed to let him know that I’m the one who decides our group’s movements, so he won’t unnecessarily approach you guys separately.”

With Demiway’s eyes, he might have approached Precia after recognizing her talent at a glance.

So I deliberately showed that my companions could attack him for my sake.

At my answer, Precia sighed.

“Even if he approaches us separately, we can firmly refuse. If he tries to force us to do something you don’t want by separating us, can’t we just cut him down then?”

No, I warned him in advance because I was afraid you might really cut him down.

It would be troublesome if that situation occurred.

I didn’t want to be at odds with Demiway.

“Letting him naturally realize the warning himself and directly refusing when the situation arises are a bit different.”

“Still, if it’s you, Young Master, couldn’t you smooth it over with your words even if such a situation occurs? I’m not saying this just because you provoked the Commander now.”

I know.

Precia is nagging for my safety.

It was easy to imagine how my figure, brazenly provoking the Sword Demon of all people, looked to her.

It probably looked like a young child playfully sticking his head into the mouth of a giant tiger.

Even knowing the lenient tiger wouldn’t bite me to death even if it played around, she couldn’t help but be nervous.

“I’m saying that even though you have the ability to gain cooperation without taking risks, you deliberately took a risk.”

If she put it that way, I had nothing to say.

Persuading one person with a silver tongue wasn’t impossible, just easier or harder depending on the person.

“Well…”

“Yes, taking risks may take less time. Because showing it through one action is much faster than a hundred words.”

Precia intercepted my words and nagged.

“Perhaps what I judge as dangerous, you may judge as not dangerous because you see things I don’t. But, Young Master, I…”

I got up from the bed and patted Precia’s head.

It wasn’t difficult to persuade her that some things couldn’t be helped with words.

But I didn’t like making trivial excuses to someone who sincerely worried about me.

“I’m sorry, I’ll be careful.”

Above all, what she said was all correct.

It was partly because my personality was twisted, so when I see an earnest person like the Blantzbarg commander, I feel the urge to provoke them.

Then, a knocking sound and a loud voice were heard from outside.

“It’s Centurion Hans! I’ve been ordered by the Commander to guide the honored guests!”

At that voice, I put on the coat I had taken off again.

“Seems like the guide is here. Rest comfortably if you want to rest.”

Despite my words to rest, Precia and Gilbert put their swords on their waists again.

Sillua also got off the bed and wriggled, putting her shoes back on.

“Everyone is so diligent.”

I opened the door and went out.