The Useless 8th Prince

The Ancient Moon Shadowichi

“M-You mean, Mister?”

Verrona looked at Ciel with a surprised expression. Not only him, the Dark Elves, not least Lyfalia who was cold, looked shocked at his words. Didn't expect that he would actually allow them to come out.

“You will be out soon. Of course not exempt to play or have fun.”

“Task it?”

“I intend to buy and renovate the inn. I want to buy one inn in every city within my territory. Other than the ones in Blackrock City, I want you guys to be divided into eight and take care of each inn.”

“...”

The Dark Elves looked at each other silently. Didn't say anything, but looked agitated. At that moment Verrona approached Ciel.

“Pardon the rudeness of this slave, Sir. But ... What do you mean by the inn is a brothel? Should we entertain the nobles?” verrona asked with a bitter smile on her face.

“Of course not. It was just an ordinary inn for merchants or mercenaries to stay.”

“So like that ..”

Hearing Ciel's words, the Dark Elves looked greatly relieved. It seems that they still have trauma or psychological shadows about what happened in the past. Ciel was kindly entertaining.

“Take it easy, almost all Dark Elves are at level 3 or above. I will attach great importance to training and supporting materials for you guys. Once everything is at level 3 or above, you will just leave.

I guess, even strong mercenaries rarely have 10 members who are level 3 demons. You guys should be safe.”

“Thank you very much, Mister!” exclaim the women in unison.

“Is there a question?” ciel asked doubtfully.

“Excuse the rudeness of this slave, Mr.” As the leader of the Dark Elves group, Verrona immediately approached Ciel. “Can we know, what tasks should we do? Also ... Although level 3 demons are rare, the troops of a noble numbering in the tens of level 2 can still suppress us. Is there a solution for that, Mister?”

“Your task is of course to supervise an area. In addition, you should also look for some important news. Maybe I'll get you to find or kill someone.

For those Barons who can barely even be considered nobles, you have nothing to fear. If they mess around, I will remove them and tell the Viscount to choose a new one.

Of course, I will tell the five Viscounts about the inn I opened. That will prevent them from doing stupid things.”

“Thank you very much, Mister!” The Dark Elves exclaimed simultaneously.

They looked at Ciel with hot eyes. It looks so grateful and excited. It made Ciel feel a bit uncomfortable.

“From now on, your group will be referred to as Shadow Moon. As for work, you will be called kunoichi.”

“Kunoichi??” ask Verrona.

“Kunoichi can be called a female ninja. An assassin from the far east. They disguised themselves and did the task as their master ordered.” Ciel came forward and stroked Verrona's beautiful face. “So, your job is to fulfill my every word ... understand?”

Unlike the shy girl, Verrona who used to be a slave of Marquis Lawyer clearly had experience. Not looking scared or hateful at all, the woman held Ciel's hand that stroked her cheek with both hands.

Verrona looked at Ciel with a grateful and loving expression, leaving the young man stunned. Although often teasing Ariana, Camellia, or even Elena ... Ciel himself does not have ‘actual experience’. Facing such a situation all of a sudden, he was a bit confused as to what to say.

“You have worked too hard, Sir. You are always busy traveling. Stay here tonight. Let this slave massage and release your fatigue,” Verrona said in a soft tone.

Looking at the pretty face with a red hue that made her look even more charming a few centimeters from her face, Ciel wanted to go straight ahead and feel those soft lips. But at that moment, logic prevailed over his lust.

“Thank you Verrona. You always try to make me feel comfortable. I appreciate that. But .. I have to go back now. I'll be in touch with you soon.”

After saying that, Ciel let go of his embrace. He then turned around leaving the dungeon in front of the astonished gazes of the Dark Elves.

Looking at the figure of Ciel who had disappeared, Verrona smiled gently with a red face.

“It seems that I am really in love with you, Mr.” Verrona muttered with a drunken expression.

“Kakak!”

The voice of Lyfalia awakens Verrona from her reverie. The woman looked at her sister as she said, “I understand that I will not be able to become one of Mr.”'s concubines

“Then why-”

“I don't deserve to go with him. But I still want it. Although not in an official relationship, being able to warm the bed and share love with Mr. .. is enough for me.”

“Sister! As Dark Elves, we must maintain our dignity! You don't have to-”

“We are Dark Elves castaway. It was not even considered to exist by the Dark Elf tribes. I'm afraid, dirty people like me .. if in another kingdom, it might just be a slave or a woman in a brothel.”

“Stay only! It ...”

“Can warm the bed of the person you like, isn't that enough? Dirty creatures like me-”

“DIAM!” exciting Lyfalia.

Lyfalia approached her sister. He hugged the woman tightly. The hugged Verrona suddenly lowered her head. Two lines of tears flowed through his cheeks. He clearly lied openly.

Who is the woman who wants to be kidnapped and made a slave?

Who is the woman who wants to be tainted and considered dirty?

Who is the woman who wants to live a dark life if there are other options?

The answer is clear, as long as it is still sane, no woman wants such a thing.

Verrona hates her own fate. He was disappointed not to meet Ciel early. However, the woman knows that the past cannot be changed. He looked directly into his sister's eyes.

“Different from me, you are one of the few Dark Elves that are still clean in our group. Pursue the love you want, Lyfalia. Our master clearly did not impose his will.

Even if we are slaves, for Master, we still have rights. So ... do not regret and get real love.”

Hearing her brother's words, Lyfalia felt overwhelmed. Only, he shook his head lightly.

“Look at my face, Brother. I lost one eye and part of my face had scars. No one wants a woman like me. Also, we are rebels and most of us are former slaves.

Who would believe that I'm still clean?”

Seeing her sister's expression, Verrona smiled gently. He stroked Lyfalia's head lovingly.

“Then ... leave it the time to answer it.”

>> Connect.