The Useless 8th Prince

More Dangerous Than Stupid

Outside the carriage of the horse carriage, there appeared a stocky man in noble clothes who was so conspicuous. Many gold frills and precious stones in his clothes. Judging from his face, he looked so ordinary. The man is Ciel's older brother Fenton's fiancee.

Seeing the appearance of her brother's former fiancee, Ciel was stunned. It was not that the young man was picky in appearance. Only, from the story, the former fiancee of his sister is a playboy, even a bad boy. Someone who likes to play with women and leave them.

On the left and right Fenton are two beautiful women who appear to be special servants for Fenton. From the open clothes and the deliberate form, it was clear the two of them were not good women.

Ciel stood up while looking at the three of them. On his right side, there was Ryo who had improved. While on the left side, there was an old man in tattered clothes. Even his clothes were worse than a beggar. The opposite of his expression. The old man stared excitedly.

After all ... Ciel had healed his wounds and made himself his slave.

“Do we not catch the wrong person, Gordon?”

Gordon was the old man's name. If noticed, his appearance was actually similar to that of the headmaster of the magic school where there was a teary-eyed boy with a lightning mark on his forehead as the main character. Just appearance, while the attitude .. don't ask, new followers Ciel arguably less mentally healthy.

“Of course, My Lord. He is Prince Fenton, the one who told Corny to hurt your best friend.”

“Dia ..” Ciel then gazed towards Fenton. His appearance was very different from the one in his mind.

Shouldn't he look cool? Have a bit of a nasty, mischievous touch to attract the ladies or something?

A handsome? No. gabe. Strong? Errr .. no. Have a special charm? That's . yeah, not really.

Doesn't that mean this person only relied on their parents' background and wealth? The type that is so unreliable?

Ciel once again looked at Gordon with a cold expression. Although the slave should not lie, somehow he still did not want to believe.

“Don't lie to me, Gordon! Say ... where the real prince is.”

Instead of being scared or agitated, when yelled at, Gordon seemed happy instead. He smiled bitterly before explaining.

“I know what you're thinking, My Lord. But what is in front of your eyes is the reality. What this person was wearing was a typical royal outfit. Besides, he should have some things that only the princes have.”

“...”

After all, that's the reality?

Thinking that, Ciel looked back at Fenton and the two women nearby. He initially had a bad intention to torture, carving the prince's face with a knife and killing him slowly. The young man wanted to torture Fenton before killing him.

Only, after seeing the appearance of Fenton who was like a piggy bank ready to be slaughtered, Ciel lost interest. The young man started to complain.

“Do you dare not threaten? Don't you have any rescue magic items or anything like that! Don't you have a magic item to summon reinforcements or something! Shouldn't you have a trump card to blow yourself up with a powerful enemy!

Come on ... Just show me! Don't just shiver with an irresistible stupid expression!”

Everyone looked at Ciel who was complaining impatiently. Ryo and Gordon blinked. They felt that the first two items could be considered. As for the item to blow themselves up or something like that. Yes, they don't think that such a thing is natural.

“Be-How dare you insult a Prince! Y-You too, Gordon. How dare you betray the Kingdom of Blood Diamond ..”

“Threaten more firmly! Argha! I don't know why you're making me so upset. I really lost interest in serving you.”

“...” Fenton.

Ciel felt when he was a senior who was doing ospek to his junior. He then took a long breath.

“Are you in a daze? We're doing a mission.” Ciel immediately interrupted Ryo who asked strangely.

“Lalu-”

“You kill it directly. Really disturbing scenery.”

Ciel immediately turned around leaving the four people behind. From his indifferent expression, he became angry and depressed. The reason is .. snowstorm. Yes, the snowstorms continue to bother.

Not only that, Ciel also lost two very valuable potions given by his teacher. Types of potions not available in the market. The young man felt a loss for giving that to Ryo. Also, he regrets having recruited a fanatical devotee with a loose head screw like Gordon.

The result of the money left after deducting the two potions was very little. Maybe even minus. Not only that, Ciel also wasted so much time. Last ...he should also avoid the fanatical woman who suddenly loves him just like that.

Loss ... This is a big loss.

Ciel felt a bit depressed. For some reason, he also imagined Zack who had recovered. It was not that he was not happy that his best friend had healed, but he was sure .. that person would definitely show off for working hard every night.

Maybe ... Vexia is pregnant?

Thinking that, Ciel's expression became even more grim.

I promise, Zack's next visit to Blackfield County .. I'll drain that guy's pocket!

Ciel felt somewhat relieved and satisfied after thinking that. Only then did he realize. The young man could usually control his emotions and become indifferent. But when he met Fenton, he felt strange.

Ciel checked Fenton's skills, both women, and Gordon's. But did not find a skill that could affect him. He himself also did not feel that it was not because he was deep in the role.

More precisely, his ‘Devour’ skill affected his emotions. Ciel felt that he was a bit uneasy around Fenton.

“AARRGHH!!!”

Scream after scream was heard, then the atmosphere became silent. Looking up at the carriage, Ryo and Gordon completely finished off Fenton and the two women.

With a fanatical expression, Gordon approached Ciel while carrying a dimensional ring, a dimensional pouch, a sword, and a pendant.

Gordon who stopped in front of Ciel immediately knelt down and handed the thing over with an exaggerated expression. Seeing that made the corner of Ciel's lips twitch.

“Can't you do it normally? Why do you do it like an idolatrous ritual? That's annoying!”

“Oh, My Great Lord! I know I'm not wrong! You are too humble when you have helped me with magic potions. I feel stronger than ever.

This slave believes you have peerless talent, my lord! With your talent, the southern continent .. no! This whole world will be within your grasp.”

Looking at Gordon who was still prostrating gratefully, Ciel subconsciously took a step back. He felt that the old man was really his follower who deviated from the path.

Don't say rule the world? Conquer everything and be worshipped like a God? I don't want it! I just want to live a quiet and comfortable life in a remote southern corner!

Seeing Gordon acting like a dangerous cultist, Ciel swallows the salivary.

I just realized, a madman is more dangerous than a fool.

>> Connect.