The Useless 8th Prince

Disappointment of Clark

Next day.

Standing on top of the city walls, Ciel who wore a robe to cover his entire body saw the distance. There are many carriages of horse carriages that are getting away and disappear in the distance. The young man smiled gently.

“May you guys be happier out there,” muttered Ciel.

Ciel then turned around to go back to the castle on foot. He was not looking to fly or use Deschia as a mount. The reason why he did that was to look around at the increasingly prosperous Black Lily City.

Wandering around the city, Ciel was satisfied with the prosperity of the city. Other than prospering, there were no looks of beggars or such people. Most of them all worked with passion and cheer. Even a pelvic coolie in the market was not underestimated at all. Truly live harmoniously and respect each other.

Ciel has given his people a concept of life. The poor may not be able to live without money from the rich. However, without the working poor, the rich would also struggle to take care of much of their work without helpers.

It is fine to distinguish the rich or poor, it has become a habit. However, Ciel taught them to respect each other. Whether rich or poor, young or old, whether male or female. Yes ...it has a positive effect and makes people live harmoniously.

Of course, it was new in Black Lily City, Greenscale, and Black Orchid. Because the three cities under Ciel were closely watched in person. Whereas in small towns in various regions, there are still many who cannot apply such a thing. After all, selfishness was still deeply ingrained in merchants or nobles.

By the time Ciel walked, he suddenly stopped near an alley. A tall figure passed in front of him and almost hit him. The man saw her and bowed politely.

“I'm sorry for being in a hurry and almost bumped into you.” The figure then turned around and walked over with an anxious expression.

“What are you doing here, Clark?”

Ciel suddenly asked because the tall figure that almost hit him was his own subordinate. Since it was a day off and there were no exercises, each knight could rest at home or do any activity as they pleased. What makes Ciel curious is Clark's hasty figure and looks suspicious.

Clark stopped walking. Hearing a familiar voice, he turned around stiffly. Staring at the cloaked figure, Clark looked doubtful.

“Is that you ... Sir?”

Slightly opening the hood, Ciel revealed a purple and gold iris. He then closed the hood again. Clark who saw the iris is beautiful and unique color was immediately petrified. The winged humanoid lizard looked nervous and panicked.

“What are you doing here, Clark?”

“Anu ... it ..” Clark started sweating profusely.

“Say.” Ciel said in a cold and firm tone.

“S-I went shopping, Mr.”

If you want to lie, at least don't panic! It makes you even more suspicious!

Ciel exclaimed inwardly. He complained about Clark's attitude. Sighing deeply, the young man then said, “Then I will follow you.”

Hearing Ciel's words, Clark was immediately stunned on the spot. From his face it was clear that all the plans prepared directly ended in failure.

Looking at the depressed Clark, Ciel shook his head lightly.

“It's okay. I just accompany you shopping. Right, you have collected quite a lot of money-”

Not finishing his sentence yet, Ciel stopped talking. Noticing something, the corner of his lips twitched. The young man asked with deep meaning.

“You intend to buy slaves, right?”

Seeing his plan exposed, Clark immediately knelt down in front of Ciel. His body trembled a little. Looking up at the two cold irises behind the hood, he said, “M-I'm sorry, Mr.”

“Why are you sorry? Do you think I'm angry about it?”

Ciel's relaxed and calm voice left Clark stunned on the spot like a fool. Returning to his feet, he scratched his head with a doubtful expression.

“I am indeed angry, but not because you want to buy a slave.” Ciel looked at Clark with a cold expression. “You were one of the warrior leaders on the battlefield. If you want to buy, buy it! Why should I act suspicious? It tarnishes the good name of the knight line.”

“But ... isn't that embarrassing, Mr?” Clark looked embarrassed.

“Why should I be ashamed? Follow me.” Ciel said coldly.

The two walked for a while and finally saw the huge building, Wild and Happy Life. At that moment, there just so happened to be a middle-aged merchant coming out from that place. Behind him, there was a beautiful demon following. Yes ... The man bought the slave.

“See that? Maybe he looks stupid for raising his head high with pride. At the very least, the person is confident.” Ciel said relax. “How should I say? There is no shame in buying a child. Besides, it's a natural thing. Just plain.”

Just ordinary?

Clark's lips twitched. In general, someone who buys slaves will be embarrassed or proud. Someone who does it in an ordinary tone is very rare. According to Clark himself, his master was quite strange. Doing everything, even killing many people with casual gazes, Clark was convinced that his Master had an acute mental illness.

“Why are you daydreaming with a silly expression? Follow me.”

“Good, Mr.” Clark hurriedly replied.

Entering the place, Clark and Ciel were greeted kindly. Ciel looked at the figure of a round middle-aged man who was no stranger.

“Norwen.” Ciel said relax.

Hearing Ciel's words, the figure of Norwen, the owner of Wild and Happy Life came closer. Seeming somewhat doubtful, he asked, “There can I help you, Mister?”

“Our antar to the place of the slaves.”

“You ...” Aware and familiar with Ciel's voice, Norwen who realized his identity was shocked. But as a professional, he immediately bowed politely. “Please follow me, Gentlemen.”

Following Norwen, Ciel and Clark finally arrive at the basement where the slaves are trafficked.

Seeing the slaves with beautiful looks, Clark became even more excited. Although Ciel himself did not particularly like it if his subordinates were addicted to women, he preferred it over a subordinate who had no motivation to develop. The young man blackmailed Clark's talent, albeit in a less than good way.

“Don't get too excited, Clark.”

Ciel said helplessly. But Clark looks like someone who first came to town. Looking left and right with a nervous and excited expression. I didn't hear Ciel's words at all.

“By the way ... This time you are looking for what, Prince Luciel?”

Norwen said with a respectful expression.After all, Ciel is a big customer for him. Satisfying such customers is a liability if it wants more profit in the future.

“I'm dropping off this guy.” Ciel pointed towards Clark. “Please show slave parts of Centaur race. Yes ... for Centaur women.”

Hearing that, Norwen looked towards Clark with a strange expression but instantly changed him with a professional smile. After recalling something, he suddenly apologized.

“Sorry, Milord. Slave Centaur woman has sold out, not ready stock. How about the others?”

Looking at Norwen who was speaking in the seller's tone in Ciel's world earlier, the corner of the young man's lips twitched. He wanted to curse, but could restrain himself well. But when he saw the figure of Clark, once again the corner of his lips twitched.

Clark stood there with a silly smile on his face. A happy smile was still evident on his lips, but …

A look that shows that all hope is gone.

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