The Useless 8th Prince

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“Then what we wait, we should report, right?”

Seeing that Ferel was quite panicked, Ciel shook his head lightly.

“Do I have to contact father, Prince Ciel?”

Savian looked quite panicked, but Ciel was still silent.

“Not enough proof. Even if there is evidence, it will impact too big.”

“You mean?”

“Not so long ago Duke Raevern lost a Count. Previously, he had even lost Marquis and territory. What happens if he loses the Marquis again?”

“...”

Savian and Ferel were silent, but they were reminded Ciel, they knew what the prince meant. If it does happen, a great war will be fought in South Duchy. Chaos will hit this land.

“Then what should we do, Prince Ciel?” ask Savian.

“Live kill Marquis Bathory.”

“...”

The two people in front of Ciel instantly fell silent. It makes him feel funny.

“I'm kidding. Despite having enough strength then sneaking into the castle and killing the Marquis of Bathory, it was not very useful.

Even though I'm a prince. Occupy and destabilize a territory that is not in my power, I will still be punished.”

“...”

“If I think personal, you better forget about it. Let's just say you've never heard of this.”

Hearing Ciel's reply which was so indifferent as if unconcerned with South Duchy, Savian and Ferel frowned. Meanwhile, Arla and Shana were silent. Their hands clenched tightly. As victims, of course they were not satisfied with Ciel's decision.

“You mean, we should pretend not to know that? This is very important and concerns-”

THE PLAAKK!!!

The unfinished Savian uttered his entire speech slapped by Ciel. The others looked at them with shocked expressions.

“Not us, but you guys.” Ciel said indifferently.

“...”

“I'll do it my own way. You don't need to help.”

“Do you think we will be a burden, Prince Ciel?” Ferel looked dissatisfied.

“Yes. You guys are a burden. Besides the load, you guys will only mess up what I have prepared.”

“...” Ferel was silent.

“It's too dangerous, Prince Ciel.” Despite the pain, Savian spoke. “At the very least, let us help.”

“Marquis Bathory has business with me. We have a lot of scores to count. You don't need to interfere.”

“But-”

“Good. Actually I was investigating about the Marquis of Bathory and the nobles under him. Actually, there has been a lot of development. But not quite complete.”

“We should help find information?”

“Ya.” Ciel nodded while looking at Savian. “In particular you, Savian. No need to jump directly to the location. You just need to investigate the data about the tax that Marquis Bathory gives every year. Make sure that there are no rats hiding under Duke Raevern.”

“Good.” Savian nodded with a stern expression.

“How about me, Prince Ciel?” ferel asked firmly.

“You ... sit at home quietly. Don't run around looking for women and make trouble.”

“...”

“Good. We've already finished today. I'll call you by mail.”

...***...

Ten days later, Black Lily Castle.

“Do you like such a thing, Darling?”

Hearing Ariana's voice, Ciel could only smile bitterly. Ever since he came back yesterday and the girls from the semi-heteromorph race came, the women were looking at him with strange expressions.

“Of course I have my own plans for their use.”

Sitting on the sofa, Ciel gently stroked the head of Ariana who was leaning against him.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Log.”

The door of the workspace opened, looking the figure of Camellia who looked exhausted. The girl closed the door and sat on the other side of Ciel.

Looking at the girl leaning against him, Ciel stroked her head gently. He knew that both of them missed him. It was because he missed them too.

“Good work, Camellia.”

“Every day is getting busier, Sir. Couldn't you find a more useful slave to help rule the region?” ask Camellia.

“I'm thinking about it.”

Ciel took a long breath. It was not that he intended to collect beautiful women or look for special slave fighters. However, finding slaves who had such a good education was really difficult.

Even if he had to spend a lot of money, Ciel actually wanted to buy it. That was one of the reasons Ciel wanted to establish an academy.

Although in the view of everyone free education is detrimental. It actually has many advantages that cannot be simply spoken with words. Unlike the previous life where education was considered trivial, in this place education is so appreciated.

Being the leader of the region was exhausting.

Ciel smiled bitterly. After spending the afternoon with Ariana and Camellia, she spent the afternoon together with Elena. Since it had been separated for quite some time, yearning for each other was common.

After dinner, Ciel headed to the basement to visit the beautiful Dark Elves. Of course, not to do strange things, but to look at their development.

Upon arriving, Ciel is greeted by Verrona and Lyfalia. In addition, there were also three other commanders. They are named Elora, Amara, and Meira.

After being in Ciel's care long enough and training hard. The five women were already at level 4. Verrona and Lyfalia are at level 4 (late). While the other three women are at level 4 (early).

Moreover, the development of those Dark Elves women was also not inferior to the three shadow divisions. It was because Ciel raised them the same way. Merely, since they already had experience, he did not tell them to go out during the cleaning event in the winter.

“You are very busy, My Lord. This slave thinks you have forgotten us,” Verrona said with a wink.

The soft voice, seductive gaze, body and fragrance of the woman who had fully matured .. sensing it all made Ciel's heart beat fast. He was still normal, so sometimes in his mind was also embedded wild fantasies. Despite feeling tempted, Ciel's face looked so indifferent.

“As the leader of the group, you should keep the appearance in front of your subordinates, Kak.” Lyfalia snorted with a dissatisfied expression.

“I don't care, little sister. After all .. we all belong to the prince. If he wants to, it's our job to satisfy him. Do you think we are treated like this for free?”

Hearing Verrona's statement, the other Dark Elves were silent. They remembered how bleak their previous lives were. When they became slaves of the cruel little nobles.

Not only were they treated as puppets, they were even tortured and not treated well. They were starving, exhausted, but the nobles did not care.

After all ... they are only considered as puppets. When it breaks, just throw it away and buy a new one.

That kind of thing was what most nobles thought. But there are also some exceptions like Ciel and Savian. While Ferel .... his father will beat him if he tries to mess with slaves. For some reason, his family did not approve of the slave ownership of women in the Guldebell Family.

“Diam.”

Ciel told them all to shut up. He then looked at them with an indifferent expression. When all the Dark Elves gathered and saw him, the young man nodded before speaking.

“You can get out soon.”

>> Connect.