I Am No King's

Chapter 3 - Confirmation

“A, what do you mean? It's me, Emir. Emir Falch Exequeror! The daughter of King Fahren Falch Exequeror! One of your clients!”

　

“No way.” I turned it down raw. “Mr Emir's daughter should be in her room at the moment, fast asleep because tomorrow she has to attend the battle royale.”

　

“I, the..”.

　

I'm releasing information I know. The Princess Emir, as the royal family, must attend the battle royale, the most important event of the kingdom held once every three years, tomorrow. There was no way that a princess who had to attend such an important event the next day was in the middle of a battlefield the night before.

　

“Jawab. Whoareyou? And what's your purpose in disguising yourself as the Princess Emir?”

　

“What do you mean undercover? I'm the Princess Emir!”

　

My guess is not without basis. Other than the reason I mentioned, Mr. Emir's own Princess has warned me about the impostor. The Princess Emir said that she had several times arrested people disguised as herself to sneak into the palace.

　

“Long.”

　

I slightly raised his neck and pushed his head against the concrete hard.

　

“Jawab who you really are.”

　

“AKU PRINCESS EMIR!”

　

This woman still did not want to confess either. I hate doing this to women but I have to be rude.

　

I close the giggles. As soon as I felt my strangulation docked, this woman resisted. He tried to lift and move his body. But free, I continued to press his body with my body. He directed his gaze to the side, perhaps trying to concentrate on controlling the materials he used before. At that moment, his eyes were wide open and his pupils were shrinking.

　

Ever since I held this woman, the wall that had been protecting us had fallen to the ground, as if the rope that had made her float was cut off. The shawl on his hands and feet also did not float anymore, falling down like an ordinary cloth. He must have thought that his walls and shawls had fallen because of a loss of concentration. Unfortunately no, this is my ability.

　

Yes, this is my ability that no one knows even by my parents. Ah, no, revision. There's one person who knows this ability, my brother. My ability, or I say my abnormality, is that when you come into contact with someone or something, the power of control can no longer be used. If I touch someone's body directly, that person will not be able to use his controlling power. If I touch an object then the power of control cannot be used on that object. This also happens to my blood.

　

This is what I did to the black-haired female spear earlier. As soon as my blood was attached, the woman had already lost control of her spear. And of course I won't tell this woman.

　

“Are you surprised that you can't control anymore? Maybe my part of Agent Schneider is a lie, but our part of finding a way to stop control is not. And yes, we are also able to eliminate one's controlling power, as is now happening to you.”

　

“Ti, impossible..”.

　

I emphasized our word to give the impression that there were other people and teams moving behind me.

　

I could feel his body trembling. Not too long later, he grew stronger struggling, trying to break away from me. I kept pushing it with my body. He must have been desperate and panicked when he found out his controlling power was gone.

　

Of course this woman panicked. For a normal person, the power of control is like a part of the body. No. gabe. In fact, controlling power is more important than just body parts. The power of control was already like breath for a normal person.

　

“If you tell me the truth, maybe we'll let you go alive.”

　

Using our word is the right decision. If this woman goes and thinks of revenge, she will think twice. He would think there was a group supporting me. He would not be able to launch his revenge without knowing the identity of the group behind me. And this woman will never know because there is no group behind me.

　

“SAY! WHO ARE YOU?”

　

“AKU PRINCESS EMIR!”

　

This woman continued and continued to struggle. He was desperate to get away from me.

　

I took my knife with my free right hand and opened it.

　

As soon as he saw my knife, he didn't wriggle anymore. Now, his body just shakes. I could see tears at the ends of both petals. It seems that my knife has a pretty big effect.

　

Why can't I believe that she's the Emir's Princess even though she insists? Its simple. He didn't say that when he saw my face. That sentence was the kind of password that Mr. Emir and I agreed on when we met for the first time. Princess Emir said, if she doesn't say it, then it is likely that the one who met me is not her, but a copycat.

　

“Tell me who you are or I will stick this knife in your head. And can I make sure you're dead.”

　

“A-me...Princess Emir.”

　

His answer stammered, between him frantically looking at this knife or starting to think about telling his true identity.

　

“I have to admire your dedication. Unfortunately, it is that dedication that will lead to your death. Goodbye to.”

　

I raised my right hand high and then pulled it down, through the air between my hand and his forehead.

　

“I like to add honey to my tea.”

　

Eh?

　

I stopped my knife right then and there. My knife stopped right in front of his forehead. In fact, the tip of my knife had already touched my forehead, spitting out a bit of blood. This woman, or should I admit, Princess Emir, who saw my knife stopped in front of her, closed her eyes tightly. From both eyes, tears flowed profusely.

　

“I like to add honey to my tea. I like to add honey to my tea. I like to add honey to my tea.”

　

The Princess Emir repeated the sentence many times. In royal and royal circles, tea should only be added a small amount of milk or sugar. Using honey as a sugar substitute and a flavor enhancer is taboo. The only person I know who likes to add honey to his tea is Princess Emir. And, yes, that's the password.

　

“It's enough.”

　

He was silent when he heard my words, but only for a moment.

　

“Hik, hik,”

　

Oh naw. No, no, no. What have I done?

　

The Princess Emir started crying. Tears are flowing. The usually beautiful face can no longer be found. Bringing someone older than me one year has disappeared somewhere. Now she is just a crying woman.

　

I put my knife back in my jacket and got away from her body, leaving behind a soft and supple sensation that I should not have been able to feel for the rest of my life.

　

“Uwaaaa...“.

　

As soon as I got out of her body, the Emir Princess's cry grew even more so. He covered his face with both hands.

　

I can only see and regret what I did. I did not have time to regret this act, I smelled something, a smell that should not have appeared, ammonia.

　

I looked down at the bottom of the Princess Emir. I can't believe what I see. I see, the bottom of the Emir Princess is already soaked. Di, him, bedwetting? Am I too far away from my threat? I was occupying the upper half of her body and I was also too focused on her face and my threat, so I was completely unaware of it.

　

“Uwaaaa...wwaaaa..

　

　

The death penalty is too light for me. Father, Mother, forgive your son who, instead of bringing pride, has fallen into the family. Ninlil, forgive your brother who will make your life difficult.

　

Today, at midnight on the 28th of Miriad in 3851 Inv, the Princess Emir is famous for being tomboyish but graceful and elegant, expert in martial arts, weapons use, and diplomacy, crying loudly and bedwetting in the middle of the highway. And, the one who made him experience all of that was, me, Lugalgin Alhold.

　

It took quite a long time, almost half an hour, for Princess Emir to stop her crying. His eyes were red and his snot went out everywhere. His appearance was completely ruined.

　

While the Princess Emir was crying, I cleared the explosive spear from my blood. It seemed that the explosion in this spear was triggered by the restraint. Even though I held it, or threw it in the street, there was no explosion.

　

After Princess Emir stopped crying, I took a handkerchief from the pocket of the back pants. I lifted the head of Princess Emir from the concrete and wiped her tears. Not only tears, I also rubbed his snot everywhere.

　

The Princess Emir immediately grabbed my handkerchief and blew her nose forcefully, taking out all the snot. After being satisfied to blow his nose, he took off my handkerchief.

　

I put Mr. Emir's head back down and then put the handkerchief back in the back pocket. As I lifted his head, I felt a large lump in the back, the effect when pushing his head into the street. I sat down again next to the Princess Emir, looking at the ruined street.

　

I dare not say anything. In this moment, a single word from me could further hurt her feelings. Each word is a ticket to a more severe punishment.

　

The Princess Emir slightly raised her head and looked at the bottom. When he saw her, a puddle between the thighs, tears came back. However, this time he did not cry as before. The Emir Princess just fell silent and returned to her body.

　

“Lugalgin.”

　

“Y-yes, Princess Emir?”

　

I could feel all my body wanting to jump when I heard Master Princess Emir call. His voice was quite calm compared to a moment ago, but it was a threat to me.

　

The Princess Emir stared at me with a sharp and cold look. For a lifetime, this was the sharpest and cold gaze I had ever experienced, far more terrifying than the gaze of the eyes of the black market organization I had ever faced.

　

Wait a minute, I have felt this look. Ah, yes. I also got this look in the eye when I accidentally found a chest pad in front of her room. I could not forget the sharp gaze of my sister, Ninlil, that she had shown back then. And yes, their eyes are similar.

　

“Whatever happens, I forbid you to discuss or mention anything related to this incident. Understand?”

　

“Ba-good Mr Princess Emir. I understand.”

　

Not talking about it or calling it is something I can do. Nonetheless, this incident will never be forgotten by me or him.

　

“Ma-forgive me for my sassness Princess Emir. But,”

　

“Already.”

　

Hiiii... eh?

　

“I was wrong too. I was distracted by the fight and forgot to say the password when I saw you. In addition, I also panicked when I could not use control for the first time.”

　

I don't know how to respond.

　

“So, who is the person behind you? And how can you eliminate the power of control?”

　

“Ah, the.”.

　

Do I have to tell the truth? Or didn't?

　

I, who was trying to think, subconsciously turned my eyes around. And it seems that the Princess Emir who saw me hesitated to go up.

　

“You've made and seen me wet the bed! If you don't tell me the truth, I guarantee I'll make the rest of your life miserable!”

　

“Ba-well, Mr Princess Emir.”

　

The Princess Emir was really angry.

　

All right, I'll tell you the truth. Actually, I did this not out of fear of the threat he posed, but out of guilt for making him wet the bed. I destroyed his pride.

　

“Se-actually, this is my individual ability, not a group ability or whatever is behind me.”

　

“So, everything you said earlier,“

　

“Only a pram.”

　

“Hoo, you can make Aryhace and I trust your bullshit, great also you.”

　

“Te-accept........ Aryhace?”

　

I was distracted by one thing he said.

　

“Yes, Aryhace. That was the name of the woman who attacked me. Well, I don't know if it's his real name or not, but he introduced himself by that name.”

　

Definitely not. What kind of spy gives his real name when attacking someone? Surely that name was just a fake name to confuse opponents. I'll bet even if we find that name, we won't get anything.

　

“Back to the problem tree. You said it was your ability, explain about this ability.”

　

“Before that, maybe this sounds lanca–”

　

“Lugalgin,” Princess Emir interrupts. “Stop with all formalities like saying ‘maybe this sounds sassy’ or shouldered me with ‘Mr Emir’ Princess or use formal words. How many times have I told you that we're just the two of you just call my name, Emir. Although you are younger by a year, but we both just graduated.”

　

Well, I know. However, still, calling the Princess Emir only with the Emir would feel presumptuous. I don't dare. However, it seems that Princess Emir does not want me to call him the Princess.

　

“Alright,” I according. “E-Emir.”

　

“Well, it's better.”

　

Seriate

　

　

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