The Useless 8th Prince

The Fire of War

Four days later, the border area with the Royal Capital of Silver Fang.

“Huh ..”

Leading tens of thousands of knights, King Charles let out a long sigh. He always hoped that this was all a dream. However, the man was now standing in front of many knights.

This is all ... is it inevitable?

The man's hands were tightly clenched. Staring at the vast prairie, after which there will be a city. The city will be the center of the battle. Thinking of the many lives that would be lost, Charles could only close his eyes with a sigh.

At that moment, someone patted his shoulder. Opening his eyes and turning his head, he looked at Duke Harry who was looking at him with a warm smile.

“Are you nervous, My King?”

“Of course I'm nervous. Arguably ... I haven't even experienced an actual war,” said King Charles with a smile on his face.

What Charles said is true. The Silver Fang Kingdom has always been peaceful. More precisely, it looks peaceful. There was no conflict with the neighboring kingdoms or the Black Sun Empire.

Instead, many nobles tried to play tricks. Drop each other in dirty ways. Still ... There is no war. At most it only sends assassins to fight behind the shadows. Outsiders can only see peace.

After thinking about it, Charles felt that the Silver Fang Kingdom had already retreated too much. Originally, their ancestor .. The first King of Silver Fang Kingdom was a true warrior. He built his own kingdom with blood and tears.

Not too much of a sly and dirty thought. Always face everything as it is. It's kind of stupid, but it also makes things easier. There is nothing the enemy needs to reveal. If you want to gain power, challenge it directly.

“You are quite a shame, My King. Lose with your own nephew.”

“...”

King Charles was silent. The two of them then looked in a certain direction.

There, Theodore was sitting on the grass while continuing to sharpen a sword. The teenager looked very serious. Make sure that the gun is really sharp. He always remembers the advice of his Master …

On the battlefield, carelessness means death.

That made Theodore not dare to mess around. Ciel also told himself that a lion had to hunt rabbits with all his energy. No matter how weak the enemy may be, they must not underestimate them at all.

In addition to keeping his own weapons and physique, Theodore also made sure mentally in the best possible state. Not nervous, not too tired, and not depressed. Thinking of the figure that gave him the task, he looked solemn.

Calm ... quieter .. yes, I can do it.

“Are you okay, Theodore?”

The voice made Theodore stop his movements. Looking at the source of the voice, he saw King Charles and Duke Harry coming towards him. The teenager then nodded politely before calmly answering.

“I'm fine, King Charles.”

Wiping the water present on the body of the sword with a towel, Theodore nodded in satisfaction when he saw the sharp sword eyes. He then re-shed his sword.

“Are you not nervous? Maybe you'll kill someone in war?” ask King Charles.

“Killing someone?” Theodore tilted his head. “I've done just that before.”

Seeing Theodore's unchanging expression, Charles and Harry were somewhat surprised. They even felt a bit embarrassed. At the same age as Theodore, the two had not killed a single person. They were busy studying, practicing, and learning some sneaky tactics between the nobles.

“Did Prince Luciel force you to go to the battlefield or kill people?” king Charles asked in surprise.

“Forced ..” murmured Theodore. “I think, of all the knights who fought with me, none of them looked forced.”

“...”

“In your opinion ... how did Prince Luciel look in the war?”

“Lord's appearance in war ..” Theodore murmured. The expression of the teenager turned brighter. Staring at the two men in front of him with a sincere smile.

“That master .. like the dawn light. He destroyed all the darkness in our hearts.

When everyone was scared and nervous, he was in front of us to show that there was nothing to fear.

When everyone hesitated to advance, he would be the one at the forefront.

When everyone was depressed after the battle, he would point out that all of that was not wrong. We all did the right thing. Fighting ... what we should strive for.”

Upon hearing Theodore's remark, Charles and Harry somehow began to imagine. In their minds, there appeared the back of a young man. When everyone stopped in line, the figure walked forward without hesitation. Despite seeing countless enemies, the young man was undaunted and advanced calmly.

What an incredible sight!

If Ciel knew what Charles and Harry were imagining right now, the young man would definitely feel ashamed. The reason he was advancing straight ahead was not because he wanted to lead or anything like that. Ciel just wanted to sort things out and go home quietly.

In addition, Ciel also wanted to avoid the casualties of the young knights under him. He wanted them all to grow up strong. After all ... those who will guard their territory later. The young man simply did not want the seedlings to die before growing up and fruiting!

“Do you know the reason why Prince Luciel loves war, Theodore?” king Charles asked with a very curious expression.

“Like?” Theo tilted his head. “From war, Master prefers to keep his own territory in peace.”

“Lalu ... what's the reason he went to the battlefield?”

“Isn't that clear. My lord said, we have the same reason ... to protect what we have to protect.”

Protecting what should be protected?

Thinking of that sentence, a solemn expression appeared on Charles and Harry's faces. Both of them clenched their hands tightly. Charles could not help but think of the Silver Fang Kingdom. As a King, he felt like a failure and needed to fix everything and start over.

Meanwhile, Harry thought about his family. He became even more grateful for having chosen the choice he thought was the most correct.

Without Theo noticing, he had made the two men enlightened. Those who were initially confused finally understood the direction and purpose.

Three days later.

Leading tens of thousands of knights through the meadow, the figure of King Charles who had finally fully recovered seemed resolute. Looking towards the city wall that was already not too far away and the line of knights waiting outside the city, his expression became even more serious.

In the enemy stronghold, the number of knights who were lined up and prepared to fight was even more than the knights he had brought.

Sitting on his horse, King Charles drew a sword and pointed towards an enemy he could not count in number before shouting out loudly.

“FOR THE GLORY OF SILVER FANG KINGDOM!!!”

Hearing that, the knights roared before rushing towards their enemies fearlessly. The trumpets were blown, the knights drew their swords, and …

The flames of war began to burn.

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