The Useless 8th Prince

Hero and Peace Plan

In Duke Harry's study.

Sitting in a chair while reading the parchment in his hand, Duke Harry let out a long sigh. Closing his eyes, the person seemed to be thinking about something seriously. Opening his eyes, he looked even more determined.

“You don't need to be so serious, Duke Harry.”

Hearing his name being called, the middle-aged man was instantly shocked. He immediately got up from his chair while turning around with a serious expression.

“What are you doing in this place, Mr Gin? Insinuate actions like this-”

Bruk!

A surprised look appeared on Duke Harry's face. A pile of documents landed on the floor. Seeing all that, the man instantly became nervous.

“I'm looking for something. But I didn't expect that you would do such a stupid thing, Duke Harry.”

What Ciel wanted was actually data and information about the nobles within the Silver Fang Kingdom. However, Camellia accidentally found another document that was quite important. So the girl also took it and gave it to her master. Yes ... reason why Camellia disappeared for doing a separate mission.

With Jenny's help, Ciel managed to concoct a potion that could disguise the smell before leaving the Black Sun Empire. It turned out to be more useful than he had imagined. Of course, not only did Ciel use the herb, but Camellia also used it.

The application itself by mixing water with herbs and then soak in it for some time.

Ciel stared at Duke Harry and then shook his head lightly. He really thinks he's too stupid.

“...” Duke Harry closed his eyes, not answering at all.

“Do you not deny it, Duke Harry?”

“Nothing to deny.” The man shook his head lightly.

“Are you trying to be a hero by doing that?” ciel asked with sarcasm.

“No.” Opening his eyes, Duke Harry looked at Ciel with a serious expression. “That's all I have to do, Mr. Gin.”

“Stupid.” Ciel snorted coldly.

“If not me ... who should do it?” Duke Harry showed a bitter smile on his face.

“For the sake of this Kingdom? You want to die for a kingdom like this? Leaving your children and making them orphans?”

According to the information Ciel received, Duke's wife Harry had a bad physique and died after giving birth to their youngest child.

Hearing his children being mentioned, Duke Harry's expression turned grim. He looked at Ciel with an angry expression. Full of hate!

“Then say! What can I do, MR GIN! Do you want me to betray the Silver Fang Kingdom for my own sake!” yelled Duke Harry.

Since the study room itself was soundproofed, he was not at all worried about being heard by others.

“Create a deal with me.”

“What?” Duke Harry's pupils shrunk, staring at Ciel with a shocked expression. “Actually ... Who are you?”

“If you agree, I will introduce myself.”

“...”

Duke Harry seemed to think about it carefully. A moment later, he looked at Ciel with a serious expression.

“What ... What advantage do I get if I make a deal with you?”

Seeing how Duke Harry was getting interested, Ciel raised the corner of his lips.

“You don't have to drink that potion, you don't have to force yourself to be level 6, and you don't have to blow yourself up with Andrew and the villains just to be. HERO.”

Hearing that, Duke Harry's body trembled. Although he looked foolish and reckless, he was actually one of the most intelligent people in the Silver Fang Kingdom.

What Ciel said was clearly his plan. He wanted to drink a potion, force himself to become level 6 before reaching the capital, then die along with Andrew and the two generals from the Curses of Shadow.

Duke Harry has his reasons. If you don't do it, sooner or later King Charles will fall. That guy's too good. If Charles falls, his family as supporters of Charles will certainly not let Andrew off.

Rather than expecting his brother-in-law and bringing despair to his family, Duke Harry has plans of his own. At the expense of one person, he wished for the survival of his family as well as the Silver Fang Kingdom.

Therefore ... Ciel mocked him for looking and acting like a hero.

“A-What do you want in return? A level 5 (early) demon like you .. can it really do that?”

“Of course I'm confident.” Ciel replied indifferently. “I won't say it before we make a confidentiality oath.”

“Then, let's do!”

The two then make a magic contract to keep the secret. The contract was actually somewhat similar to a curse seal. If one of the parties breaks, the curse will attack and kill that person.

After the contract was finalized, Ciel took off his mask. Looking at the handsome young man's face, Duke Harry was startled and exclaimed inwardly.

Too young!

Ignoring Duke Harry's expression, Ciel picked up a potion and drank it. It was the antidote for the previous color replacement potion.

The jet black hair was like ink, two slices of different colors .. purple and gold, handsome face with a cold expression imprinted on it.

The back of the clothes and robes were torn apart, six pairs of jet-black wings like the crow wings of the messenger of death were visible.

Seeing that scene, Harry's body trembled violently. He even felt his legs become softer and then fell sitting on the floor.

With an indifferent expression on his face, Ciel looked towards Harry.

“8th Prince of the Black Sun Empire .. Luciel Dawnbringer.”

“A-You ..”

“Yes. Like rumors, I can hide my level. Now ... I'm at level 6 (early). The rumor about me taking out one of the Generals of the Curses of Shadow is also true. So …

Are you interested in making a deal with me, Duke Harry?”

“Is ... Does Charles know your identity, Prince Luciel?” ask Harry nervously.

Seeing Ciel nodding with an indifferent expression, Harry's brain instantly put together all the puzzles. Upon realizing everything, a shocked expression was seen on the person's face.

Princess Jenneva .. Her son, Theodore .. So it is!

Harry unconsciously became even more afraid. Other than being extremely strong and talented, the young man before him actually had a plan that was extremely difficult to predict. It made him feel a terrible threat.

“Saving the Silver Fang Kingdom from Andrew and Curses of Shadow ... what do you want instead, Prince Luciel?” ask Harry nervously.

Seeing Harry's expression, Ciel raised the corner of his lips.

“There are two conditions. First, collect all the orphans at the age of 12 to 15 in the Duchy you manage. Of course, they must be of the Lycan race.

Every spring, I would send someone to come and pick 50 children to take away. It was a long-term deal.”

“A-What do you want from those kids?” ask Harry doubtfully.

“Quiet. I'm not going to do any experiments or anything. I want to train them as a private army secretly.”

Hearing that, Harry looked relieved. Such a thing is not an obstacle at all, but rather a help. Usually, there will be many orphans whose future is bleak and difficult to live. You could say, Ciel gave them a chance.

It also made Harry reduce the psychological burden of not being able to care for abandoned children. Although the number 50 looks a lot, it simply cannot compare to the number of orphans in Duchy. Not to mention, it was only 50 children.

With a nervous expression, Harry could not help but ask.

“Lalu ... what is your second request, Prince Luciel?”

The study room became quiet. Looking at Ciel who was looking at him coldly, Harry shuddered. Then ... The young man opened his mouth.

“Peace.”

Hearing that word, Harry's pupils shrank. He looked at Ciel with an expression of disbelief.

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