The Useless 8th Prince

The Mutated Minotaur

“Didn't you guys invite me to enter the settlement?”

Hearing Ciel's words, the Minotaurs looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

“Why are you all daydreaming? Is something wrong?”

“T-No, Sir. We slaves are afraid you are not strong and feel disgusted if you have to go into our ‘kandang’.” The Minotaur chieftain hurriedly explained.

“Hmmm??” Ciel tilted his head. “Is that people's response to your settlement?”

“Be .. so be it, Mr.” The Minotaur chieftain lowered his head.

Ciel started to sniff the air. Slightly furrowing his brows, he nodded lightly.

“Honestly, you guys do smell. Most people will feel uncomfortable. But I don't care about that. As it passes, I know you keep your living environment clean. It's just …

You guys rarely take a shower. That's why the settlement stinks.”

“So like that ..”

The Minotaurs looked at Ciel intently. Usually people don't care and don't want to remind them. Yet their new Master, the young man who was considered useless in the Imperial Palace really cared about them. It makes the Minotaurs happy.

“Then ... Then can Tuan give us direction so that the Minotaurs can be better.” The chieftain said politely, but his tone clearly carried full of hope.

“Hmmm. You guys just start the habit of bathing. Take a shower at least once a day every morning. If it's late afternoon or evening, I'm afraid your fur isn't dry. In addition to making a musty odor that is not pleasant, hair that is not dry may cause fungus and carry disease.

Since the river is not far from the settlement, I think it can be done. Besides, you must know a plant called Greenthorn. This type of vines without leaves, its entire body was full of soft thorns. It's not dangerous at all. It usually grows in the forest.

Find the plant and mash the stems. Once it is soft, you can use it while taking a shower. When met with water, a soft porridge made from Greenthorn collisions will cause foam. It can make it easier for you when washing your fur. The plant gives a refreshing aroma mixed with a hint of bitter aroma.

The scent ... is not bad at all.”

Realizing that he talks a lot, Ciel pretends to cough. Looking around, the young man was shocked as he looked around. Not only the Minotaurs ..Camellia, Elena, and the hundred knights also looked at her with astonished expressions. Despite putting on a poker face, he really felt embarrassed.

Uhuk! Uhuk!

“It looks like I'm talking too much,” said Ciel in an indifferent tone.

“S-Absolutely not, My Lord. We slaves are very happy because you want to teach us many things. Not only that, you treated us very well. You really are the figure of the Master who is best for us.” The chief of the Minotaur tribe hurriedly said.

Seeing the Minotaurs staring at him with a starry look in their eyes, Ciel was rather goosebumps. Just imagine, thousands of bull heads staring with ‘panas’ gaze. That extreme adoration really made the young man fretful.

They ... They won't try to make my statue and worship it every day, right?

Imagining it made Ciel confused to have to cry or laugh. He could only say, “So how? Can we talk inside? After all, this is the official issue of the owner of the territory with the tribes in his territory.”

“Of course, Sir! Sure was! We slaves really welcome your arrival.”

“Good!” Ciel nodded before looking towards the knights. “I know you're not used to it. Set up a tent outside the residential area. You can rest and enjoy this free time. Tonight we stay.”

“Good, Master!” the knights.

They look so relieved. Those people were clearly unfamiliar with the scent around the Minotaur settlement. They also understood, the reason Ciel brought knights was just a mere formality.

“Do you want to come or stay?” ciel asked Camellia and Elena.

Seeing Camellia who agreed to come along, Ciel nodded. The girl once lived in a dirty alley before being made into a slave. So the young man was not too surprised. But when he saw Elena nod, Ciel felt astonished.

“Are you not forcing yourself? It's okay to stay. You-“

“I will continue to follow Mr.” Elena said coldly and firmly.

Despite living in a wooden hut for five years, Elena obviously kept her hygiene well. Ciel knew, Dark Elves had better five senses than most other demons. Seeing the woman choose to follow him, Ciel smiled gently.

“Good!” Ciel nodded. Looking towards the chief, he continued, “Show me the way!”

“According to your order, Milord!” The Minotaur chieftain replied respectfully.

...***...

In the residence of the chief of the tribe.Ciel, Camellia, and Elena seemed to be sitting on a mat of wild animals. In front of them was a table filled with various kinds of fruit, bacon, and sheep milk.

I just found out that the Minotaur is not a vegetarian!

Ciel cried in his heart. Imagining Minotaurs hunting or herding sheep, it was truly a strange but incredible sight. Ciel was surprised that they had learned to breed. The Minotaur was clearly superior to most Heteromorphic Races such as the Goblin, the Gnoll, and so on. It looks only a little worse than an Orc.

Yes ... they are more developed. But imagining them herding sheep is really quite strange.

Ignoring his wild thoughts, Ciel immediately said to the chieftain sitting across the table.

“Actually ... I intend to create a special area for the Heteromorphic Race like you guys. The place would only be filled with cities full of the Heteromorphic Race from the regional leader all the way to his farm.

Of course, I haven't been able to give you the title of nobleman. But make a special place where you are not oppressed. Isn't that good enough?”

“Is ... Do you really want to build such a shrine for us, My Lord?” The old minotaur suddenly rubbed his eyes. Really crying on the spot.

“Ya .. that's not wrong. However I plan on uniting the entire Heteromorphic Race in my territory into my own subordinates. It was a bit difficult .. but if you guys agree, the plan might be able to run immediately.”

“Only a fool rejects your kindness, My Lord!” exclaimed the Minotaur chieftain with an exaggerated expression.

“Actually I plan-“

“HEAD TRIBE!!!”

A loud shout sounded from outside the chief's residence. Seeing the old Minotaur nervous, Ciel let out a long sigh.

“Let's check it out.”

“Good, Milord!”

Out of the chief's tent, Ciel was shocked when he saw the Minotaur roaring furiously not far from there. The creature carried a large axe while walking towards the tent of the chief with an angry expression.

Instead of being surprised by the Minotaur's screams or anger, Ciel was surprised by her appearance. The creature was taller than the average Minotaur. He also has thicker fur than his peers. Which is quite unique .. The feather is jet black.

Looking towards the black Minotaur with her golden eyes, Ciel suddenly smiled cheerfully.

“Interesting ... very interesting! Truly a mutated Minotaur!”

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