The Useless 8th Prince

Visiting the Minotaur Tribe

“Possibly we will arrive at the location in three hours, Mr.”

Without feeling the time had passed, Ciel and his entourage had almost reached the place the Prince wanted to visit. Elena and Camellia felt strange because what their Master wanted to visit was the Minotaur tribe. Heteromorphic races like them are usually treated badly even just as slaves.

Heteromorphic Race .. in other words, a race that can be said to have a strange body form or can be said to be a monster. Within the demon continent, demons themselves were also divided into three categories namely Demon, Demi-Demon, and Heteromorphic.

Actually Ciel himself was a bit confused. The more similar they are to ‘human’ forms and have a pure bloodline or nobility, they fall into the Demon category. If it is mixed blood that is still similar to ‘human’ they are called Demi-Demon. The latter were Heteromorphic, arguably they were similar to monsters but possessed sanity and intelligence like humans.

Waitaminute! Increasingly human-like .. is considered a Demon. By the way, I myself do not know if the Human Race exists in this world.

Ciel pondered with a complicated expression. In the book he had read in the Imperial Library, the young man had only found 3 types of intelligent races. After a good recall, almost all races could be said to be one from the dark side.

Could this be hell? Isn't it strange that hell has such a beautiful landscape? Damnit damnit! I thought of useless things.

Ciel cursed in his heart. Now he has been reborn and become a part of this world. No matter what it was called, the young man had to accept his place.

Taking a deep breath, Ciel closed his eyes. The priority this time is not the world's problem. He was too small and weak to take care of the world's problems. Now all he had to do was immediately build up strength and live comfortably. At the very least, Ciel wanted to avoid the threat of death.

Ciel felt a lot of threats around him. Not only from nobles or other kingdoms, even he felt that his family was also dangerous. Thinking about how the children of his father's three wives were smiling when they met, but in reality trying to kill each other gave Ciel goosebumps.

I miss the earth and modern society!

“Are you okay, Mister?” camellia asked with a worried expression.

“I'm fine,” replied Ciel while shaking lightly.

“I have guessed. We should rest in Greenroot City first. Let the Nelson Family show its sincerity.”

“Not so, Camellia. Indeed I planned to stop in Greenroot City for a while, but on the way home. What I have to do is quite urgent, so I have to finish it immediately before relaxing.”

“What do you need from Minotaurs, Mister?” This time it wasn't Camellia, but Elena asked.

“I don't care which category it is from. Demon race, Demi-Demon, or even Heteromorphic .. I need a lot of loyal troops!” ciel said without hesitation.

“So so ..” Elena nodded, no longer saying anything.

Three hours passed by, they finally reached the Minotaur settlement. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ciel felt somewhat surprised by the architecture of the Minotaur settlement. Unlike the demons who built houses like medieval, their residence was similar to the Indian tent in Ciel's previous life.

The Minotaurs occupied a vast prairie area near the Blackwood Forest. Their numbers are also quite large. Despite not being able to calculate it for sure, Ciel knew the number was clearly over two thousand heads.

Minotaurs have humanoid bodies with heads, legs, and tails like bulls. His entire body was also covered with fur. Of course, they also wore simple clothes because they also had intelligence. Based on the fur, men usually have gray fur while women have beige fur. There are also those who are considered as Minotaur with high blood purity. They have maroon-red fur. His birth ratio is 100:1.

Seeing the arrival of the knights and the luxurious carriages that Ciel occupied, the Minotaurs observed them with nervous expressions. The sound of footsteps could be heard. From the center of the settlement, a group of Minotaurs were led by an old man with maroon-red fur. It seems that person is the leader of this tribe.

“We the slaves of the Minotaur tribe welcome your arrival, Prince Luciel.” The chieftain immediately prostrated followed by the other Minotaurs. It made Ciel feel uncomfortable.

Hearing Ciel's words, the new Minotaurs dared to wake up. They seemed to have a feeling of fear with the nobles. Even if it's just a baron, they're still scared. The Minotaur is more like ‘ternak’ which can be used at any time by the nobles. In the event of a war, they were instantly summoned and sent to the front row to die. That's the truth, pretty cruel.

It's not that they don't want to fight, but they can't. For normal Minotaurs, they could usually only reach level 2 and if lucky could rise to level 3. For those with high purity, if lucky they could reach the peak of level 4. Their strength could be considered better than ordinary grade Devils, but they were treated differently.

If they tried to resist, they would be slaughtered easily by nobles with the title of Marquis to the top. The reason was simple, the high-level nobles appointed by the Emperor himself had a strong bloodline. Despite having different speeds, they had more possibilities to become high-level Devils or more.

“You need how many people, My lord?” ask the chief of the Minotaur.

“Try guessing,” said Ciel with a mysterious smile.

“What is 500?” ask the chief. Seeing that Ciel was still smiling, he began to hesitate. “This boy heard that the Lord might attack Count Nixon's territory. Is a thousand enough? We ... we can't possibly send more, my lord. Of the 2700 heads, 40% were men who could fight, 35% were women, and the rest were a mixture of children and the elderly. If it exceeds 1000 men, perhaps the Minotaur tribe cannot survive, Mr.”

“Although you guys have a high fertility rate?” ask Ciel.

“In the previous war, our Minotaur tribe was hit hard along with the downfall of Marquis Lawyer. Please ... Please save these slaves, Mister!” chieftain of the Minotaur.

“Please save these slaves, Mister!”

Seeing the chieftain and the Minotaurs prostrate again, Ciel let out a long sigh. She coldly yells, “Wake up!”

“T-But Mr. ..”

“Quiet! I didn't come here to send you to death.”

Hearing that, the chieftain got up with a doubtful expression. The person looked at Ciel and asked uncertainly.

“Is ... is that true, Mister?”

“Of course ..” Ciel smiles mysteriously. “I came here to talk about your freedom. More precisely, release the title ‘budak’ from your race.”

“It ... it ..” Chieftain Minotaur and the others looked at each other. The chieftain of the Minotaur again said, “We dare not, Sir. Can die under you is already an honor for us.”

“Cih! Hypocritical!”

Ciel snorted with a dissatisfied expression. Seeing the frightened Minotaurs, the young man raised the corner of his lips. A cruel grin flashed across his face.

“I really want to go to war for me. But not as a slave, but as a knight. So …

Do you want it?”

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