The Useless 8th Prince

Jean and Raniel

“Clark? Hey ... Clark?”

Ciel stood in front of Clark while waving his hand in front of his face. But that person did not respond at all and just stared blankly while smiling sillyly. Like a person who has met the end of his life.

“Clark-”

Before Ciel continued his words, Clark suddenly fell to his knees. That guy looks so sorry. Confused to have to cry or laugh.

“Isn't there another slave, Clark? How about trying something new?”

Ciel really felt like a teacher who was coaxing a sulking Kindergarten and did not want to go home.

Hearing Ciel's words, the stiff expression on Clark's face changed. He suddenly stood up then patted both sides of Ciel's shoulders with his hands.

“You know, My Lord. I do admire you and want to make a harem like you. Only, my love is only for the beautiful Centaurs. You must be how beautiful-”

PLAQUE!!!

Your Wild Happy Life building shook as if it had been hit by an earthquake. Clark's tall and burly body instantly collapsed on the ground unconscious. Looking at the silly lizard, Ciel let out a long breath. The young man then held Clark's back collar and dragged him away. Before passing through the door, Ciel turned his head back to look at Norwen.

“Thank you for bothering, Norwen. Since there are no Centaurs, this person is troublesome for you instead. Then ... we meet next time.”

“S-An honor could serve you, Tuanku.”

Seeing the figure of Ciel who dragged Clark away, Norwen was like he was looking at a husky who was dragged home by his owner because of too much playing outside. He could only smile bitterly while praying inwardly.

May your Master spare your life, Winged Lizardmen.

...***...

A few days later.

At lunchtime, Ciel approached Clark who was sitting on the edge of the field daydreaming.

“Why? Still thinking about the incident a while ago?”

Hearing Ciel's voice, Clark's body immediately felt stiff. His bones were creaking and screaming. His soul shouted to immediately escape. Yet the entire muscles in his body were stiff, completely giving up.

Staring at Ciel with a sad expression, Clark let out a long sigh.

“Jonestly, Sir. I'm still a little disappointed. It is you that I always imagine. A body with short fur as well as a smooth tail, four slender legs, strong black horse hooves. How good it is!”

I'm not a horse fan, okay? How could I know such things?

Ciel complained in his heart. He couldn't help but shake his head. The young man was completely confused as to how the environment could change one's attitude. A lizard is born and lives with a herd of horses. The lizard actually thought of him as a horse. Such a thing was truly unique in Ciel's eyes.

“I've already given Norwen a message. It took quite a while, but he would find many beautiful Centaurs. So you can calm down,” said Ciel while shrugging with an indifferent expression.

“Really? Is that true, Mister?”

Clark stood up and approached Ciel. He was about to pat Ciel on the shoulder with an excited expression. But looking at Ciel's raised right hand, Clark took a few steps back and did not dare to go forward.

“Of course it's true. So you should train more seriously from now on.” Ciel said with a cold expression.

“Yosh! I need to be physical and stamina well. So in time, I won't look so bad. Three ... no! My target is five!”

Clark took his spear with an excited expression. After bowing politely to Ciel, the person headed straight for the training ground with a burning spirit.

Looking at Clark's stupid figure, Ciel didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He could only smile bitterly while complaining inwardly.

This guy …

In the afternoon, in Ciel's study.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Ciel who was sitting leisurely on the sofa while reading a book said with an indifferent expression. The door opened, Jean who was followed by a cloaked figure behind her entered the room and then closed the door again.

“I've read a letter from you. I'm not saying I can do it, but I can try. It's just .. is he sure to do it? After all, this is dangerous and has a risk of death.”

Jean was silent, but both of her hands were clenched. The young man seemed to disagree. Just shut up and say nothing. Just stand steadily there while accompanying the cloaked figure behind him.

“If it's not wrong, your name is Raniel?” Ciel said relax. “Open your cape.”

“Good, Mr.”

A gentle female voice sounded. The robes were opened directly without delay. Really showing a beautiful figure at once terrible.

The woman was one of Jean's subordinates. She had an appearance that was supposed to be pretty, but was damaged by body parts turning into insects. One hand turned into a brace, a tail with a sting on the back, half an insect-like face and several body parts covered in green scales. Yes ...he was a failed Entomancer and half of his body turned into a scorpion.

“You sure you want to try to get back to normal? Not only is it difficult. Again I say, you may die.”

“I'm sure, Sir. Who is the woman who does not want to look beautiful in front of her lover? If the pain and sacrifice is in line with the future I hope for. I don't mind even if the risk is death.”

“Love?” Ciel looked directly at Jean.

Jean didn't cover it up at all. He looked anxious instead and immediately persuaded Raniel.

“You know, Ran? I don't mind if you look like that. Not just me, even my family-”

“I know that, Jean. I know you treat me well even if I look terrible like this. Your parents and brothers are also very good. Not just looking at me physically. I'm really grateful, but …

But I also want to be a good wife. Beautiful women that can make you comfortable. I also want to be a good daughter-in-law and sister-in-law. We haven't done it yet, I'm also sure you don't mind my physique being like this.

It's just, I really became a beautiful woman as well as a good wife for you. If I die, it means I don't deserve you and there will be better for you in the future. So let me do it, okay?”

Looking towards Raniel, Jean sighed helplessly. He smiled gently as he said, “Make sure you stick around, okay? Don't leave me alone.”

“Sayang.” Raniel looked at Jean with a grateful expression.

Jean then walked over to Ciel who was sitting down while reading a book. Although it was somewhat heartwarming, the young man completely ignored the soap opera drama between the two. From his expression, even Ciel seemed to not assume the two were in the room.

Dugm!

Along with that voice, Jean's forehead was on the floor. The young man kowtowed in front of Ciel then pleaded.

“No matter the price, please help Ran, My Lord! Even if you tell me to go to war, hunt down criminals, or even manage many things at once. So please!

Please help Ran!”

Looking at Jean prostrating in front of Ciel, Raniel felt the corners of her eyes wet. Meanwhile, Ciel closed the book then turned his gaze away with an indifferent expression.

The strong young man. Looks handsome, intelligent, devoted to parents, quiet but always helpful to his juniors, and sincerely loves his lover.

Seeing such a figure as a subordinate, Ciel felt proud. He shook his head lightly and then said softly.

“Build. I don't like someone prostrating in front of me. Besides, I'm not a God or anything.”

“...”

Jean changed her position from prostrating to kneeling. Looking up, he saw the figure of Ciel looking at him with a gentle smile. Only a short sentence was spoken from the young man's lips, but it made Jean feel very grateful.

With a gentle expression on her face, Ciel stood in front of Jean and then slightly bowed while patting her shoulder.

“Send it to me.”

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