The Useless 8th Prince

Forcing to Come

“Welcome to our small fortress, Sir.”

Hearing the words of an old man whose hair and beard were dyed white as he grew older, the new Ciel heaved a sigh of relief. He thought the people in the city were too stubborn for being in a city that was easy to defend, but it turned out not to be what he had expected.

“See ... The Doom Knight.”

“Wow! Cooler and more horrible than I imagined.”

“Sttt! No yelling! You want that figure called the manifestation of evil to hear and kill you?” whispered one of the knights.

“I almost forgot.”

“Isn't he good? He helps in fighting those traitors.”

“I heard he appeared on the battlefield just for wanting to kill.”

“...”

Hearing the knights above the city walls, Ciel's expression became somewhat ugly. He did not know who started calling him The Doom Knight. What is clear, the nickname is starting to echo in Rowley’s Duchy lately.

It made Ciel feel somewhat helpless. He did not expect just to think that it was only because he was riding the Dark Unicorn, not a good knight, but he got such an evil nickname.

If the Dark Unicorn knew what its master was thinking, he would have already complained.

‘Who came to the battlefield and blew up a lot of knights as if partying? Who is! You can blame everything on this woman!’

Ciel took a long breath. Looking at the entrance to the city, the young man spurred his horse inside.

...***

...

In the evening, in the banquet hall of Count Griswold's residence.

Ciel who sat down while sipping wine looked at Count Griswold with a look of astonishment. Unlike the other two nobles he had helped before, the old man was calmer and did not panic too much when he learned of his true identity.

“Does anything make you feel uncomfortable, Prince Luciel?”

Hearing the question from Count Griswold, Ciel said honestly.

“I'm just a little surprised, your reaction is different with the other two nobles when you know that I am the Prince of the Black Sun Empire.”

“Maybe because I guessed it. Aside from the Black Sun Empire, I don't think there is a knight so powerful that he faces thousands of troops alone unharmed.

What was unexpected was, it turned out that person was a Prince who was so young.”

Count Griswold smiled casually. At least that's what it looks like on the surface. In fact, the old man did not expect that it was a guest from the Black Sun Empire at all. Not to mention, it was still such a young Prince!

The first time Ciel introduced himself, Count Griswold almost fainted from shock. He had no idea that the figure dubbed the manifestation of evil was the notorious and insane Marquis of Blackfield.

Seeing a friendly-looking young man turned out to be a level 6 (early) demon, Count Griswold felt cold sweat drenching his back. His level was even the same as the ruthless King who ruled over the Black Star Kingdom!

It made Count Griswold feel cold and afraid. Clearly it was a talented figure who would most likely win the Crown Prince's seat! He felt both envy as well as pity for the people in the Black Sun Empire.

Count Griswold was envious that with Ciel as the next Emperor, the Black Sun Empire was definitely stronger and safer than it is now. It might be at its peak!

Yet the old man also felt sorry for the people of the Black Sun Empire. If it is as strong and good as the current Emperor, it is fine. According to Count Griswold, it would be too terrifying to have such a cruel and evil Emperor like Ciel.

Wasn't that figure even thinking of conquering the southern part of the continent or something?

If you knew the fantasy in Count Griswold, Ciel would have laughed. He had no intention of becoming Emperor. Living comfortably in seclusion was the goal of his life! It's just that ..the world doesn't allow itself to do that.

After dinner, Ciel sat down with Count Griswold and some of his men to discuss war.

“So, do you want to propose something, Prince Luciel?”

Hearing Count Griswold's words, Ciel nodded lightly.

“In addition to the two territories where Duke Rowley and Marquis Cathloy, all other territories in Rowley’s Duchy have returned. I'd like to ask for help from your region to march to conquer Rowley’s Duchy completely.”

“Indeed, we won in numbers, Prince Luciel. It's just, you know. In front of absolute power .. sometimes the amount is meaningless.

Duke Rowley was a level 5 (medium) demon, besides, by his side was one of the Generals of the Curses of Shadow. I am afraid .. we cannot face them.”

Ciel understood what Count Griswold meant and nodded.

“I've heard that. You can rest easy, I'll take care of them both.”

“Are you serious, Prince Luciel?” ask Count Griswold.

“I'm serious. What you need to do is make a siege. After they lose the leader, I want you to suppress the enemy and help to take over the territory.”

“You mean?”

“I told you before, I came not as reinforcements from the Black Sun Empire, but as a pedestrian figure who accidentally passed through this place.

I will help you to take care of the leaders of the other side. As for the rest, it depends on your own strength. I've been postponing the trip for a month.

If my actions do not make the rebel forces in the Capital retreat just in case, I actually choose to rush straight to the Capital. Just count you guys lucky.”

Hearing Ciel's words, Count Griswold and the others looked at each other and sighed. Indeed, what Ciel was doing now also disrupted the war in the Capital.

Duke Rowley and one General from Curses of Shadow retreated to Rowley’s Duchy to address the situation there. In addition to one Duchy still on the King's side, two other Duchy intent on rebelling also decided to temporarily retreat.

Not completely backward, but keeping your distance. Nevertheless, it had already made the Black Star Kingdom army able to breathe for a moment. So what Ciel said was not wrong.

“Even if you do not join, Marquis Bostel and Count Browning have gathered an entire army. They were now marching towards the Rowley Family Castle.

I am not here to force you, but to tell you. Follow or not .. it's up to you.”

“...”

Hearing Ciel's words, Count Griswold let out a long sigh. He knew there was no longer a way back. If he were just silent, there would only be a bad ending for himself and his territory.

If the rebel side prevailed in the war, Count Griswold could not escape. Whereas if the side of the Black Star Kingdom won, after the war, he might be considered a traitor and made a scapegoat for not wanting to follow the war.

“After gathering all the troops and supplies of travel, we will soon be heading to Rowley Castle.”

Hearing that, Ciel smiled casually. He knew exactly what the old man was thinking. But there is no choice to refuse. In other words …

What Ciel did was force them to join the war!

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