The Useless 8th Prince

Centaur Tribe

“I'm surprised, it turns out you guys recognize me.”

Ciel smiled kindly. Even so, he became a little wary. After all, the information he got was pretty minimal. The young man only knew that a few Centaur tribes lived in the middle circle area of the Blackwood Forest.

“Of course we know you, Prince Luciel. After all ... Most of the Blackwood Forest still entered the Black Sun Empire. It is natural for us, intelligent beings living in the forest recognize you.”

“So?” Ciel smiled somewhat doubtfully.

After activating the Eye of The Lord skill, he let out a long sigh. The six Centaurs in front of him were only level 3 demons. Even the leader is also only at level 3 (end).

“Then ... I will ask. In your tribe, how strong are you that you who came to invite me?” Ciel was a little scoffing.

“Except the chieftain, Mr. Zod is the third strongest warrior in the tribe. It's already considered giving you face, Prince Luciel.” One of the soldiers behind said in a dissatisfied tone.

“Hahaha. Giving face.” Ciel chuckles. “So my face is that low?”

“Prince Luciel-”

Before Zod finished saying his words, his body felt heavy. Not only him, his five subordinates also felt the same way. The six of them instantly fell to their knees on the ground.

“Other times don't bring dirty-mouthed people to negotiate.” Ciel said in an indifferent tone. “Maybe next time not just kneel, but lose a leg or even a head.”

The six surprised Centaurs looked up, looking towards Ciel who was staring at them with a condescending expression. The two irises of different colors exuded a cold and mysterious-looking luster. It really made the six Centaurs feel the threat of death.

Ciel turned away, but Zod's voice made his steps stop.

“I beg you, Prince Luciel. Not because we don't respect you. Merely, the strong tribe warriors had to be vigilant in the tribe. They must be prepared to face the threat of the creatures from the inner circle of the forest.”

“Creatures from from the inner circle?” Ciel looked over with a curious expression.

“Therefore, the chieftain who heard the news of your arrival wants to meet. Please go with us,” Zod said with a sincere expression.

“It ...” Ciel had a doubt. Although he was somewhat displeased with the words from Zod's subordinates, the young man was also curious about what was happening within the Blackwood Forest.

“Good.”

Seeing Ciel who agreed, all five Centaurs except those who denied Ciel earlier looked relieved. They did not know what happened if they broke the order of the chieftain.

Ciel finally followed the six Centaurs into the Blackwood Forest. After a few hours of walking, the morning sun began to appear. At that very instant, they finally arrived at the Centaur tribe.

Looking at the houses made of wood, looking rather old-fashioned but artistic, Ciel nodded. He loved visiting such unique places. Cultural differences and such, Ciel felt those things were the beauty of each tribe and race.

“Attracting.” Ciel nodded in satisfaction.

“Please follow us, Prince Luciel.”

Ciel then followed the six Centaurs towards the chief's residence. When entering the settlement, the Centaur children looked at it with astonished expressions. Their round beads said what in plain children's minds was.

‘Wow! Look at that, he walks on two legs.’

‘Although walking on two legs, he is completely balanced.’

From their view, Ciel was aware that most of the Centaur children who had not seen the world considered themselves strange. Yes, after all, they walked on four legs while Ciel only had two legs.

Arriving in front of the chieftain's house, Zod suddenly said.

“Pardon the rudeness of children, Prince Luciel. They are just curious and have no mocking intentions or anything like that.”

Hearing Zod's words, Ciel fell silent. He did not expect that the person would consider him to be vindictive.

Zod is not wrong either. From what he heard, Prince Luciel was a figure who massacred an entire city by himself. Not only that, Prince Luciel was a figure who carried out a massive cleaning plan the previous winter.

“You don't really think they're sweet right, Prince Luciel? Do ... do you really like to eat small children?”

Hearing Zod's question, Ciel wanted to beat up the Centaur. Turning it from a horse to a donkey.

“Of course not.” Ciel replied with a grim expression. “Bring me to meet the chief.”

“Good.” Zod agreed.

Zod then took Ciel into the chief's house. By the way, the Centaur did not sleep on a straw mat, but a soft and warm base like any other demon. Only, they did not sleep on the bed, but they put a soft mat on the floor and slept there.

The only ones entering the house of the chieftain were Zod and Ciel. When they entered, the other five people waited outside quietly.

“I'm back, Dad.”

Entering the room of the chieftain, Ciel saw a middle-aged Centaur who was ‘sud’ with a pale expression. On his humanoid body, especially the abdomen, there was a black wide wound that had rotten. Totally corroded by poison.

The reason Ciel could see that was because at that moment the middle-aged woman Centaur was changing the bandage of the middle-aged man. Looking at Zod, the two of them looked a little excited.

“Uhuk! Uhuk! You're back, My son.”

The chieftain who turned out to be Zod's father immediately smiled. Seeing the figure of Ciel beside Zod which made him realize that it was a Prince he had invited, the chieftain tried to stand up to greet him.

“No need to stand. You are seriously injured, you better stay there.”

“...”

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man smiled amiably.

“Thank you for your kindness, Prince Luciel. Then forgive this old man for being disrespectful. Honey, please prepare a drink for the prince. He must be thirsty after walking here.”

“Good.”

Upon seeing the middle-aged woman leave, Ciel without any manners directly approached the chieftain. He slightly and observed the huge wound on the stomach of the chieftain.

“The intestine is severely injured, some internal organs are also injured ... It has even hit the lungs. Not to mention ... this is a powerful poison.” Ciel muttered with a flat expression.

“Prince Luciel! Do you know how to cure my father?”

Hearing the excited Zod, the corner of Ciel's lips lifted slightly.

“Of course there are many ways to cure poison. It was just that, every way was expensive and the materials required were difficult.

By the way ... I also have the antidote.”

“Then please my father, Prince Luciel!” exclaim Zod with a pleading tone.

“I said, Zod. It was very expensive.”

Hearing and seeing Ciel's reluctant expression, Zod gritted his teeth. He knelt in front of Ciel while pleading.

“I will pay whatever the price. So please, Prince Luciel!”

Seeing Centaur kneeling before him, Ciel smiled brightly.

Yes ... The smile of a profiteer is seen on the handsome face of the young man.

>> Connect.