The Useless 8th Prince

Information and Surprise

“What are you waiting for? Can't you say it now?”

Ciel frowned, looking at the figure of Baxter who was just silent. However, the man's expression changed. Not to be more serious, but instead to look ridiculous.

‘If you don't choose, I won't say it.’

Such words were clearly visible on his face, completely making the corners of his lips twitch. Ciel felt that Baxter was like a unique hobbyist who forced his friend to try the same hobby. He really wanted to hit that guy in the face.

Damnit damnit! Why do I always meet these kind of nonsensical people.

Ciel complained in his heart. In the end, he turned his gaze to the 15 semi-heteromorph girls. The young man activated the skill ‘Eye of The Lord’ and then assessed the girls. After which, he looked towards Baxter in surprise.

How does this person know that they have good talent?

“Why are you staring at me like that, Prince Luciel? Worry not! Not only beautiful, they have good talent.”

“How can you tell if they have good talent?”

“In the semi-heteromorph race? That's easy! The more beautiful they are, the better the talent is!” baxter said in a confident tone.

“...”

Ciel was now confused as to what to say. Due to having similar talents, they were most likely from the same tribe. In the end, Ciel chose two Harpies, one Lamia, one Arachne, and one Centaur. Of course, the most beautiful among them.

The reason is simple .. somehow, what Baxter said is true. Every girl Ciel chose had better talent than her partner.

“Very good! You are really good at choosing, Prince Luciel!”

“...” For some reason, even though it was a compliment, Ciel felt humiliated.

“Good. The others can come back. You five, wait for us.”

After saying that, Baxter took Ciel away. They then headed to one of the prison cells. Unlike the other cells, there was only a woman there. Oddly enough, the woman was of the Barbarian Abyssal race.

“This???” Ciel frowned.

“People we caught not too long ago. Of course, he's clean too. I'm afraid to approach it.”

Ciel saw many chains locking him. Not to mention, that woman was a level 4 (medium) demon. He felt astonished how could the Count possibly bring him back in one piece.

After asking for an explanation from Baxter, he finally found the right answer. The woman was washed up in the river and accidentally found. At the time of the arrest, the woman was in a weak position. Yes, although it was in a weak position, it still took a lot of casualties to catch it.

“I get information about Marquis Bathory from him.”

Hearing that, Ciel looked at the contents of the cell with an astonished expression. He looked at Baxter.

“Devil level 4, right? Your own family has less than five demons of that level. You must have your own reasons, right? Just mention the terms.”

“You know, Prince Luciel? For us, a level 4 slave is almost priceless. Not to mention, it's a clean lady of a rare race.” Seeing that Ciel did not change his expression, Baxter continued. “You know seasonal taxes right? It should be split in two with the Duke. So, that's 50:50. We will give you 10% per season to you.”

“What do you want from me? Giving rare wine, women, level 4 demons, and even a 10% tax ... there must be something you want.”

“Protection.” Baxter answered briefly.

“Protection?”

You don't have to pay taxes to the Duke, not even the Emperor. It is like a great gift given by the Emperor to you for free.

We nobles don't know the reason, but we can't resist or fight back. So ... you can really say ‘bebas’ from the shackles of the territorial ruling system.

Forgetit. In essence, the Jadewine Family was extremely weak compared to the other six nobles under the Southern Duke. We would like to ask for your protection. Of course it's not free.”

“...”

Ciel just shut up. The charges are right, Baxter asked for his protection. Although a 10% tax was meaningful, but the thing he did was quite troublesome. Not to mention, it might make Duke Raevern uncomfortable because he interfered in the government of his territory.

“Not protect. But instead, I will send you a power aid and plunge in person as long as your territory is attacked.”

Hearing the answer, it was, Baxter became excited.

“Thank you, Prince Luciel! Thank you!”

“That's only if your territory is threatened. Small bandit trouble or something, I didn't interfere. Also .. It's not forever. I'm just helping until the end of winter this year.”

“You mean-”

“Iya. You don't have to send me 10% tax next year. I've only been protecting your territory for this year. So within a year, try to increase the strength of the Jadewine Family and the security of the.” region

“P-At the very least, if it's fast, we need 3 years. Can't you help us, Prince Luciel?”

“You yourself must know, I am also taking care of the development of my territory. I myself am very busy. If it wasn't for giving you face, I would have chosen to leave those five girls behind. Then, I will take the woman of the Abyssal Barbarian race by force.

You know, right? I kill the enemy without batting an eye. If you try to get in the way, I don't mind killing you. After all, Count Jadewine will definitely not say anything even after I do.”

“...”

Hearing Ciel talk about killing him casually, Baxter felt his back drenched in cold sweat. He was actually aware, asking the Prince for help directly like that was quite presumptuous. Killed on the spot, not even his father could say anything.

At the very least, we have some time to stabilize the territory.

Baxter thought when he saw Ciel who looked bored. He felt, although the young man was indifferent and quite arrogant, the young man was truly strong. His premonition also said that the prince was the one guarding his words. He is not afraid of being betrayed.

“Good. We agree with you, Prince Luciel.”

“Good.”

Ciel nodded lightly. After that, he went inside the cell and saw the woman who was chained to almost every part of her body. Although almost his entire body was covered by chains, Ciel knew that the woman had a good figure.

Seeing him enter the cell, the woman looked at him with a cold expression. Ciel ignored that and approached him. After being noticed, the woman was truly beautiful even though her face was so dirty. Even prettier than Arla, the Savian slave.

“My name is Luciel Dawnbringer, 8th Prince of this empire. You should have heard it. Something I want to ask you.”

Ciel said kindly as he opened the woman's mouthpiece. But it was not an answer that he received, but one that the young man never expected.

“Cuih!”

With a cold look, the woman actually spat on Ciel's face which opened the mouthpiece in front of her.

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