The Useless 8th Prince

Consent and Rejection

After dinner together, seven people sat around a round table. In front of them was a glass cup and a bottle of wine. After making small talk about introductions, asking for news, sharing news about the condition of the region, and so on.

“How about we start the actual event, Prince Luciel?” hector asked with a smile on his face.

Sipping the wine in a glass slowly, Ciel observed the six former nobles. Putting the glass on the table, he then said, “Good.”

“So ... What does Prince Luciel want from the six of us? There's no way you'd invite us over for dinner, would you?” ask Hector.

“Cih! You always act like the highest among us, Hector!” david exclaimed with a dissatisfied expression. The rude man gulped down the wine with an arrogant expression. “You want to ask for our help right, Prince? Just say!”

“Hehehe .. It looks like there is a misunderstanding here.”

Ciel chuckled while looking around. The young man then raised his right hand while showing three fingers.

“First, I didn't ask for your help because you guys are nobody.

Second, if you think that you are a ‘noble’, that is a big mistake. Ever since the previous Marquis was beheaded, you guys have already returned to being commoners.

Third, I invite you to come because I want to offer you a.” deal

“Bogged!” david exclaimed with an angry expression.

Not only David, the other five former nobles also looked gloomy. But clearly, Armand looked the calmest as his family was very loyal to the Empire and accepted all the decisions from above. Hector also became calmer after a while.

Seeing David about to go berserk, Hector hurriedly said, “Calm yourself, David. Let the Prince explain everything.”

“Cih! You coward! Really scared of the snot boy.”

“DAVID! Your words can be considered as blasphemy against the Imperial Family!” shouted Hector with a grim expression.

Realizing something, David clucked with a dissatisfied expression. Looking away, he looked indifferent. Eventually, the man chose silence.

“If in the Royal Capital, maybe you will be beheaded soon. But here I won't care what you say. I just want to offer something.” Ciel smiled casually and did not consider David's remarks excessive.

“Anu ... Prince Luciel, exactly what do you want to offer us?” Rocco Carter spoke up silently.

“Of course the title of nobility, However .. with some conditions.” Ciel smiled mysteriously.

“Cih! Want to ask for another tax increase? In the end you showed your true attitude!” David snorted coldly.

“David ..” furious Hector.

“Good ... good! I'll shut up.”

“No.” Ciel shook his head lightly. “I don't want a tax increase, but a system of government. After you return to being nobles, you will organize your territory at my request. If I say you need an army, you send an army. When I say taxes go up or down, you guys also have to adjust.”

“Omong empty!” David stood up while pounding the table. “What a difference we make from being your man! That's impossible!”

“I don't think that's a problem, do I? Previously ... you guys were also a ‘suruh’. Just change Sir, what's the difference?” Ciel shrugged with a contemptuous expression.

“Tuan Lawyer gave us the freedom to govern the region and only care about taxes!” exclaim David with a stern expression.

“Hehehe .. isn't it because he tried to make a gap so he could rebel? After all, rather than you, Marquis Lawyer chose two other families. Yes ... although finally the three families were even finished off.”

“Are you not going to regret this decision, Mr. Nixon?” ask Ciel.

“Want full power over my land? No way! I disagree!” david before he left. “After all, I can't believe the Emperor will support an outcast Prince like you.”

Seeing David Nixon leave, the five other former nobles looked at each other with complicated expressions. Ciel also realized that but did not care. The young man instead added, “There are those who have thoughts like Mr. Nixon's? There's no need to hesitate. If you want to go, I do not ban.”

Willy Palmer suddenly stood up. The man bowed before saying, “I also object, Prince. Although not very conspicuous, the area I lead has produced a lot of food that makes this region survive the winter. We also contribute a lot of funds from grain exports. So-“

“No need convoluted. You feel that the residents prefer you over me, right? Tell me to take the area personally? I've understood, please go.”

“Hmph!” Willy Palmer left with a cold expression. Pride was clearly visible on his face.

Seeing that Willy had also left, Ciel looked towards the remaining four people. The young man smiled, “Someone wants to go ... again?”

Realizing that the others remained in place, Ciel smiled.

“Can you give me a reason why you chose to stay, Mr. Foster?” ask Ciel.

“The Foster family exists from the Empire and for the Empire. All orders, we will do it.”

Hearing such a remark straight out of Armand's mouth made Ciel feel astonished. He then looked towards Rocco. “How about you, Mr. Carter?”

“Ya .. I don't have a heroic soul like Armand. It's just, I find this path more profitable. As a trader, besides calculations, I believe in instinct.” Rocco Carter replied with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

“How about you, Mr. Oxley?” ask Ciel.

“To be honest, I feel a sense of fear for you, Prince Luciel. Unlike the stupid Palmer, we Oxley realized that our ancestors were just farmers. Despite our achievements in good agriculture, we do not have many military achievements. Not to mention .. People like us are the easiest type to replace.” Matteo Oxley replied with a nervous expression.

“That's not wrong. I like your analysis. But what I prefer is that you are aware of your own roots, Mr. Oxley.” Ciel smiled as he nodded. He then looked at the somewhat suspicious blonde middle-aged man. The young man thought the man was going to leave. But he was wrong.

With a curious expression, Ciel continued, “How about you, Mr. Lawrence?”

“Hehehe ..” The middle-aged man chuckled. “Actually this is gambling. From the information I got, in 1 month you came to Black Lily City, many changes you made. For that, I don't know if it's good or bad. But something interested me. According to the story of a farmer, the Prince had developed two types of potions. I suspect, both of them must have played a big role in changing your region.”

Hmh! Sly fox! Not ... base cunning antelope! Really find out what happened in the area that I manage.

Ciel let out a long sigh before saying, “And I prepared him for the bargaining chip. You have such good hearing, Mr. Lawrence.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Prince.”

Realizing that the three other former nobles were observing him, Ciel smiled bitterly. After shaking his head lightly, the young man said, “Bring the item in.”

After Ciel finished speaking, four servants including Isabella entered the room. Other than Isabella, the three other servants carried something in their hands. One man carried a glass box containing locusts, one man carried a glass box containing rats, and the last carried a tray. On top of the tray, there were two bottles of violet-colored and dark green potions.

With a gentle smile on his face, Ciel spoke again.

“Because you look impatient. Let Isabella explain it.”

>> Connect.