The Useless 8th Prince

Helena Roschild

“I will remember all your advice, Prince Luciel.”

Seeing Savian's serious expression, Ciel nodded lightly. He doesn't care too much about that kind of thing. Even if the entire South Duchy nobility attacked him, the young man still had a way to deal with all of them.

“By the way ... are waiters prohibited from following the party?” ask Ciel.

“You must be kidding me, right? Whether in the upper or lower circles of nobles, it remained the same. The waiters are forbidden to join the party.” Ferel said relax.

“Yes. But Arla is a special case,” Savian said.

“You mean?” ask Ciel astonished.

“It ... Arla is my concubine,” Savian said rather shyly.

Arla who usually looked tough behind Savian also looked down with a red hue on her cheek. Ciel directly directed the skill ‘Eye of The Lord’ towards Arla. The young man was a little surprised when he saw Arla had risen to level 4 (medium).it completely caught up with Shana whom he had healed and trained.

Its alright. Elena, Isabella, Asterious, Jean, and Clark.

According to Ciel, leveling up was not as difficult as people said. There are two main conditions. First, have good talent. Lastly, have enough money to continue supplying nutrients, herbs, and valuable ingredients to increase strength. Yes, for a Prince of a great empire as well as the owner of the Eye of The Lord skill.

It was just that, if others knew what Ciel was thinking, they would curse loudly at the young man. After all, not everyone has such a great deal of overpowering and mindfulness skills.

I should be grateful for being born in such a comfortable place and position.

Ciel nodded lightly with a satisfied expression. Looking at the embarrassed Savian, he raised the corner of his lips.

“Congratulations, Savian. Didn't expect you to be that firm.” Ciel chuckled as he lifted the cup filled with wine in honor.

“Thank you, Prince Luciel.” Savian also raised his cup and drank wine with Ciel in return.

“Stay only, it's weird.” Ferel who looked quite drunk started babbling. “Isn't that weird? A slave becomes a concubine? Why should you do it?”

Hearing Ferel's words, Arla looked a little bitter. His gaze was somewhat sad, but did not lift because what Ferel said was true.

“FERREL!” Savian exclaimed, angry that his own best friend had insulted his concubine.

“What? Isn't what I said true?” Ferel was not angry at all. Reply with ease. The young man was stronger than Savian, so he was not afraid.

“Ya .. what Ferel said is true.” Ciel added.

“Prince Ciel, you ..”

“In the eyes of many nobles, marrying a slave is wrong. That's absolutely true. Only, my two concubines (Camellia and Elena) ... will probably be three (Isabella)?” Ciel stroked his chin. “Yes. They are all my own children. Maybe I will marry five slaves and make them as concubines? Who knows.”

Ferel who was as drunk as he instantly woke up, staring at Ciel with an incredible expression. Not just him, every single person in the private room was staring at Ciel as if he was staring at a rare, endangered beast from the world. Really feel unique, a bit strange, at the same time amazed.

“Thank you for trying to cheer me up, Prince Ciel. However-”

“Who amuses you? It's reality. Just ask Shana. Isn't that right, Shana?”

Hearing Ciel's words, Shana nodded lightly. That made Ferel and Savian quiet. As Ciel's new friend, other than Ciel's lazy, cruel, and indifferent attitude.

“K-Why did you marry a slave, Prince Ciel?”

“...”

No one can speak. Ciel's thinking might not be wrong. It's just, it's too much.

As a reincarnator as well as a Prince, Ciel had seen many dangers surrounding him since childhood. It made him pretend to be useless. In addition to pretending, the young man developed a strange attitude. He was a bit too cautious and suspicious of everything. It's a bit exaggerated even like paranoid.

“Heard what you said, I remember someone instead.” Savian shook his head lightly.

“Who?” Ciel glanced at him suspiciously.

“Helena Roschild's. She was the daughter of Marquis Roschild. One of the three most beautiful girls in South Duchy in the same generation.”

“What's wrong?” Ciel tilted his head.

“You know why the attack on the Bathory Family can begin?”

“Jasa Marquis Roschild, right?” Ciel replied with an indifferent expression.

“Iya. Marquis Roschild to search for evidence and information. You know how he did it?” Savian looked into Ciel's eyes. “Marquis Roschild uses his daughter's beauty to lure Marcus Bathory's son. After being tempted, forcing the young man to say all the secrets.”

“The nobleman under himself lurks to take a seat.” Ciel was not satisfied. “From that incident, you know what to do, Savian?”

“Of course, Prince Ciel. I won't let dad get caught up by those people's wiles.”

“Good.” Ciel nodded lightly.

“Isn't that undeniable? After all, Miss Helena is very beautiful. If it's me .. I can't resist the temptation either.” Ferel who drank a lot and was getting drunk said. “Mound like enchanting mountain, slender waist, snow-white skin, cherry-like pink lips, melodious voice. Imagine how when conquering him .. isn't that exciting?”

“...”

Everyone is silent. If Ciel is paranoid, Ferel is a figure who always prioritizes food and women. Yes ... attitude is no less bad than Ciel's attitude.

While the others were silent, Ciel suddenly said.

“Are you not too reckless? What if he tells you like a cow, starts to dissect your stomach while you're alive and forces you to know all the secrets? You didn't think of that?”

“You're overreacting, Prince Ciel. Miss Helena is not at all strong and fragile. With my strength, I easily-”

“What if he puts poison in your wine? Make you dying first before doing that.”

“...”

Ferel fell silent. Because he was drunk, he could not think clearly. Just staring in a daze and confused whether to agree with Ciel or not.

As for Savian, he clearly disagreed with Ciel. What the prince was thinking was really a bit excessive. Not very basic concerns. Because, in the circle of nobility there are still rules. If killing indiscriminately while a murdered person is innocent ..it is the same as digging his own grave.

Looking at Ciel who was so serious, the corner of Savian's lips twitched. There was a question in his head but it could not be said.

Prince Luciel, what experience did you have that could be so paranoid? It really makes me curious!

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