I Am No King's

Chapter 15: The Bitter Reality

Wait up!

Princess Jeanne and the Emir are schneider agents? Ah... did I not hear wrong? Does this mean they are the eyes, feet, and hands of His Majesty the King?

"Honestly, it's hard for me to trust him."

"Why difficult?"

The Emir asked me.

"If you were a schneider agent, then why did you believe me when I said I was a schneider agent?"

"Ah, that..."

The Emir did not give an answer. He just smiled wryly and threw a glance.

"A little while" Princess Jeanne interjected. "If what I read in the report, Lugalgin, you helped the Emir knock out Aryhace's weapons and then give the Emir a change of clothes because his clothes were damaged because of the fight, right? I haven't read a single thing that says you claim to be a schneider agent."

Although I could use a poker face, but I chose not to use it. So, I let my shock appear on the face, seen by Princess Jeanne.

"Don't tell me..." Princess Jeanne threw a cold glance at the Emir. "Emir! You faked your report?"

Ah, so yeah. So, he gave a false report to His Majesty the King and another schneider agent. Truly a reliable schneider agent.

The Emir, who was getting cornered, could only throw a glance. Her wry smile was still clinging, but I could see her sweat was already flowing, rushing. In fact, at the end of his eyes, there were a few tears. He's really freaking out.

Actually, I also want to know why he faked the report. However, for now, I better help her first.

"I don't think he faked it. Basically, after we crippled Aryhace's weapon, I bully him by claiming to be Schneider's agent."

"Bluff?"

Princess Jeanne asked for further explanation.

"Let me give you a short story," I tried to give you an additional explanation. "I did help the Emir cripple sen—"

"No, no. Let me change my words," Jeanne interrupted me. "The report stated, The Emir did not have enough strength to repel Aryhace, and your help that night was the main reason Aryhace withdrew."

Well, I don't see anything wrong. Maybe just incomplete. The only part that was clearly forged by the Emir was on the part I gave him clothes because the clothes the Emir was wearing were broken. Because the truth is, the Emir doesn't want anyone to know that he's wetting the bed.

But, that's not important for now.

"The report is not wrong" I confirmed Jeanne's remarks. "That night, I managed to repel Aryhace not immediately because I crippled his weapon. After I crippled the weapon, I claimed to be agent Schneider. Besides, I also assure you that another Schneider agent has surrounded him."

"Huh? You didn't beat him? But in the report it-"

"I'm sure the Emir didn't list him because he was worried about getting punished. I mean, how could he, a Schneider agent, not be able to tell which Schneider agent was real or bogus?"

Jeanne who heard my story looked increasingly savage, as if she wanted to tear the Emir apart.

I really have to protect my future wife. He's completely helpless.

"Have you ever faced Aryhace?" I again pleaded. "Are you aware of how powerful Aryhace is and how terrifying his weapon is? One touch at the end of his projectile and, BOOM, an explosion appeared. What do you expect?"

"Uhh... I was expecting a heroic story where you defeated him and saved the Emir?"

"Ha... Ha... It's funny."

I laughed a little cynically.

"Uhh..." Princess Jeanne is a little backwards.

"You! How dare you insult Princess Jeanne!"

"From that." I ignored the Ufia protests. "Well, I know that you two are schneider agents. And you have no problem telling me who, unfortunately, is already involved. But what about this woman? Don't you have a problem telling me this in front of him?"

What I mean is Ufia. Jeanne and the Emir understood.

"KAU—"

Eventually, Ufia was unable to contain her anger anymore. He almost stood up from the sofa and confronted me. However, his anger went straight down when Jeanne raised her hand in front of Ufia. He had no choice but to lower his anger.

"Don't worry, he's been appointed Schneider's agent for the past week."

"Huh? She's she? Agent schneider? Haha, you guys lack people?"

"What do you mean, you incompetent? You, the loser, who uses dirty and sneaky ways have no right to say that!"

Ufia's anger is no longer contained.

I didn't respond to his anger.

I stood up from the sofa and walked to the end of the room, to a short table. I opened the drawer and took out two knives that were hidden. Without warning, I threw the two knives at Jeanne and Ufia.

The two blades flew up, piercing through the air, heading right into Jeanne and Ufia's heads. However, the two blades were unable to reach the two of them. Jeanne and the Emir moved quickly. They took the bread on the table and used it to block the knife I threw.

By the way, many weapons are hidden in this house. I don't want to be suddenly attacked and have no defense at all.

"Yep, as I suspected."

The Emir and Jeanne, it seems, understand my purpose. They simply fell silent and took down the bread that had been stuck by the knife. Meanwhile, Ufia looked even more angry.

Apparently, this woman was completely unaware of the intent of my treatment.

"What are you doing, incompetent?" Ufia snapped at me. "Do you hate me so much that you want to kill me? If you're going to kill me, don't take Princess Jeanne with you. He has nothing to do with your hatred."

"I? Hating you? I'm sorry, but I don't care at all as long as you don't fuck around."

People say that the opposite of love is not hate, but antipathy. And that's how I feel about the Alhold family.

"Lalu—"

"I gave you a test, and you failed."

My words stopped him.

I went back to the sofa, next to the Emir, and took the bread the Emir used to stop the knife. With a knife as a prick, I began to eat bread.

Um, this bread is pretty good. It seems the Emir has started to improve.

"What do you mean?"

"You're too weak to be a schneider agent."

"A—"

"Let's see, Princess Jeanne, she's able to get the knife down easily. On the other hand, you didn't let out a reaction at all. If the Emir hadn't protected you, maybe the knife would've stuck in your eye. I don't mind if I stick it right either."

Ufia who heard my words fell silent. He looked towards Jeanne and the Emir who were both not issuing a response. Their silence was a painful omen, for Ufia.

I can't see Jeanne as a person of fighting power like me or the Emir. However, in the black market world, fighting power is not everything. With Jeanne's response, I believe she can turn a pen into a weapon. Quite the contrary, I think, rather than Emir, the type like Jeanne should be wary of.

"Seeing Princess Jeanne and the Emir doesn't seem to have the heart, let me say it." I'm taking a breath. "Ufia, you're weaker than Princess Jeanne. If you become the bodyguard of Princess Jeanne, there is even Princess Jeanne who must protect you."

"Gi—"

"Sorry, Princess Jeanne, let me finish," I interrupted Jeanne without looking at her. My view is still on Ufia. "So, you said my battle was a way of fighting losers and cunning, right? Just so you know, if you say I'm sneaky, then what name would you give Princess Jeanne? Princess Jeanne is an agent of Schneider, a spy. He could use 1001 ways that were far dirtier and cunning than me to fulfill his mission. Try to answer, what name is suitable for Princess Jeanne?"

"I, that..."

Ufia gave no answer at all. He just lowered his head and threw away the look. It seemed that he could not accept this fact. I could see her body shaking non-stop.

Slowly, Ufia turned her head, looking at Jeanne.

"Tu, Princess..."

Clear view. It seemed that he did not know what response to issue. But, apparently, she still had a slight desire for Jeanne to reject all of my words.

But, quite the opposite, Jeanne was launching a finisher.

"Lugalgin was right, I could use a much dirtier and more cunning way than him to fulfill my mission."

Ufia. No more vibrations in his body. In fact, the color on his face had already disappeared.

"Added again." Jeanne's not done yet. "To his ability, Lugalgin may be in the top flight on the black market, but many are much stronger than him. If you still hold fast to your code of conduct, then you are not fit to be Agent Schneider. Your place is only in the battle royale, as a royal show. I've spoiled you all this time."

Ouchs. Jeanne completely wiped out Ufia, let alone on the part of 'as a royal show'.

On the other hand, Jeanne, aren't you overestimating my abilities? I'm the one who's now willing to bet that I'm not in the top black market. But, I'm going to rule it out because that's not the point.

"So, Lugalgin, are you willing to be my bodyguard?"

"Before I give you an answer, I'd like to ask you a few questions. One, do you really need a bodyguard? I mean, you're agent Schneider! Two, why me? Why not Emir or another schneider agent? There must be more Schneider agents stronger than me, right? And three, even if I agree to be your bodyguard, what's in it for me? I don't need money because the rewards from the battle royale are still quite a lot, even very abundant."

Jeanne smiled slightly and ate the bread she used to hold the knife. He ate it just like me, using a knife as a prick. He did not think of his image at all as the Princess.

"First," Jeanne began to give an answer. "Of course I need a bodyguard. It would be foolish to go to the opponent's territory without defense, even if only as an addition. And again, there's no harm in keeping watch over. Second, because you are a battle royale champion who has not lost the slightest HP. At least, this will make the opponent more alert. And the third one, ung...what do you want?"

I received the first answer. But for the second answer, I'm not too sure the effect will be big enough.

"What can you give other than money?"

"Uns... information?"

Jeanne replied in a questioning tone.

Hmm, information yes. In the past, I would have taken this offer straight away. However, now, with the money I have, I can also get information from the black market easily.

Even if I wanted information, the information I got would have to be something that could not be obtained on the black market. Mean,

"I want to be granted permission to read all royal documents, both confidential and public, both new and old."

There's no answer. Jeanne was silent, a little gaping. In fact, he had yet to lower his bread from the front of his mouth.

Not only Jeanne, the Emir also fell silent. He's petrified like Jeanne.

For the Ufia. It seemed that he had still not risen from his death, the color of his face had not returned.

"Why? Can't do?"

"Ma, sorry," Jeanne responded. "That's beyond my power."

"Jeanne's right, Gin," the Emir added. "All you are allowed to read all the royal documents is your father. Even mom and we, the schneider agents, are not allowed except to get permission from dad."

"Oh, so yeah. Then let me ask you first."

""Eh?""

Emir and Jeanne react almost simultaneously. I took the phone out of my pants pocket and made a call. I made the phone in loud speaker mode and put it on the table.

Not long after, an answer was finally heard.

[Hello son-in-law candidate. What's up?]

""Eh? Dad?""

Inevitably, the Emir and Jeanne were immediately shocked when they heard their father's voice.

The personality of His Majesty The King this one is completely different from the one he showed in public. Apparently, he's still an ordinary man.

"Hello would-be-in-law. One of your daughters, Jeanne, asked me to be her bodyguard when she visited the Kingdom of Mariander. Did you tell him to?"

[Ah, I only told him to look for additional bodyguards because he is not Emir-friendly in case of a frontal fight. I didn't think he'd come to you. And then?]

Didn't think it would come to me? I don't know why I can't believe what this king says. But let me put it aside first.

"I want a reward. I want to get permission to read all the royal documents, both forbidden and public, both old and new. Hows it? Can I get it, future-in-law?"

No reply heard. She's speechless. Apparently, he also could not respond to my request. However, not long after, he finally gave an answer.

[If that's what you want, fine. Once your job of escorting Jeanne is done, the permit will be waiting in your mailbox. If you have a specific document, just say it. Let me prepare and you can read it when you return.]

"Thank you very much, future-in-law. For the documents I want, I will send via chat. Sorry to interrupt."

[Don't worry, you're my son-in-law's candidate. If this could ease my daughter's path to becoming your wife, I wouldn't hesitate to do it.]

After saying his farewell, His Majesty the King also closed his call.

Although it seems that we are familiar, but actually, I feel a bit uncomfortable when talking to him. No, not uncomfortable, but alert. I don't know, maybe instinct? But let me just ignore it for now.

I took my phone and put it back in my pants pocket. When I finished, I realized that the Emir and Jeanne were still silent, looking at me.

"Why?"

"Ka, you, when did you get Dad's personal number? Even me and Jeanne don't have it."

"True, even to contact father, the quickest way for us is to use the agent schneider's communication channel. What have you done?"

"Ung..he gave it to him when he drove the Emir here. I think all his family and son-in-law got it."

""Of course not!""

The Emir and Jeanne rejected my statement simultaneously.

All right, this makes me even more uncomfortable, making me even more convinced that he has some ulterior intent. But, uh,

"That's it, it's not important for now." I'm ending the conversation about the King's number. "Since I've got confirmation for my reward, I'll be your bodyguard."

I can see clearly that the Emir and Jeanne are not satisfied with me switching the conversation. However, they both did not protest. So, I don't think this is too much of a problem.

"Well, come on," Jeanne gave up. "We're leaving in about a week and a half, Tuesday."

"If I may suggest." I added one thing. "We're taking the Emir as your bodyguard too."

"Eh? Me?"

"It has. No need to pretend. You're going too, right?"

"Ehehehe, get caught ya." Emir smiled small.

"And since you are willing to go at your own will, you will not be rewarded."

"Hahaha, I don't need anything in return. Right now, I live in your house and your money. Even if I get a reward, I love you too."

"But, why?" Jeanne interrupted. "I think you're more than enough."

"There's no harm in keeping watch over, right? And again, the figure of the Emir is already known as the figure of a cruel and ferocious princess, even on the black market."

"I'm not violent and violent!"

I ignored the Emir and continued my explanation.

"The opponent will definitely think twice if you want to mess around seeing me and the Emir as bodyguards."

"Hmm, your reasoning makes sense as well. Alright. Idea accepted. Emir, now you're leaving not as a delegate, but as my bodyguard, okay?"

"Take it! I don't have to deal with complicated things and just be a bodyguard, do I?"

Me and Jeanne sighed. It seems our minds are the same. This woman is really not fit to be a member of the royal family.

"Sorry, princess, I beg you, let me escort the princess."

Suddenly, Ufia got into the conversation. It seemed that he had already recovered from the shock he received, his face was already back in color, slightly.

"Sorry, Ufia. But right now, you're going to burden us, and I don't want that to happen."

Uahh, without mercy. But, I feel a little happy to see the Ufia who continues to be denigrated like this.

"Please, Princess, I will do anything. I am Regal Knight princess. I can't stand idly by when I find out the princess is going to enemy territory."

Ufia kept pleading. He looked into Jeanne's eyes deeply. I can feel his desire.

Jeanne threw a glance at me. Apparently, he asked for my opinion.

Ufia, who was aware of Jeanne's gaze towards me, also threw a glance at me.

"Lugalgin, I apologize for my treatment of you. I apologize for calling you incompetent. I apologize for demeaning you all this time. And I'm sorry for bullying you all this time. But, please, train me so I can join this mission. I beg you."

Wait, what? Ufia apologized, even bowing her head to me? Have Jeanne's words destroyed her ego and mind? Is this woman broken? Where did the Ufia who always yelled at me and humbled me go?

Honestly, this is the first time that a member of the Alhold family has apologized to me. In fact, I could feel sincerity, and despair, from his words. He no longer radiated hatred, nor his bloodlust, at me.

In fact, this woman shed tears.

Is this woman really serious?

After thinking about it for a moment, I finally decided,

"alright. But on some terms."

Seriate

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