The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

Boom~!

The ship’s bell rings as the boat departs from the port.

My companions and I boarded a passenger ship heading from the fishing village to the resort city of Ziliville after returning from the Whirlpool Archipelago and resting for a day.

We had to sail for five days to go around the reef areas and the territories of sea monsters.

This place was administratively the northern part of the kingdom, and Ziliville was in the south, so the distance itself was quite far.

“Young master, look over there.”

Looking where Precia pointed, I saw Agni and Aili come out on a small fishing boat to see us off.

Embracing each other and waving their hands vigorously, they looked like they would be happy for a long time.

“They look nice. Almost like protagonists from a fairy tale, don’t you think?”

At Jade’s words, Gilbert and Silua, with teary eyes, waved their hands energetically.

“It’s a happy ending!”

“They must be happy forever!”

At that, I chuckled and waved along.

“They say marriage is the grave of life.”

Well, so what if it’s a grave. As long as they’re happy, that’s all that matters.

My companions and I waved goodbye to the couple.

Leaning against the deck railing, facing the sea breeze and watching the waves, Precia stuck close to me and hesitated.

“Young master.”

“What?”

“Your physical strength has improved quite a bit now, hasn’t it?”

The introduction to her words, spoken with flushed cheeks, sounded very ominous.

“No matter how much I say it, you seem to neglect your own safety, so I’ll say this.”

No! Who’s neglecting safety? My life’s first priority is safety, and second is also safety!

“How about properly learning self-defense techniques?”

Precia recommended to me with sparkling eyes. As expected, it was an ominous suggestion.

I slightly avoided her gaze.

“When did I ever neglect safety?”

At my counter-question, Precia looked at me as if asking if I was unaware.

“Putting aside the kraken’s tentacles as that was sudden, just yesterday, you said you would fight ten underworld people alone.”

“Ah, right. I forgot since it wasn’t dangerous at all.”

Those mooks, even if there were twice as many, they were nothing compared to the single thug boss Gilbert faced.

“Young master! It’s fortunate things went well, but you were really in danger!”

But I took that action with the certainty that those trash would definitely divide.

It wasn’t dangerous, but her words that I should protect my body myself did have a point.

Looking back, it wasn’t just once or twice that I fainted because of this frail body.

“Hmm, even if I learn self-defense, wouldn’t it be better to further what I’m already doing rather than learning something half-baked without a cultivation method?”

Of course, I plan to continue physical training. I need the stamina to at least block flying arrows with a shield and run away.

“And I’m already developing mana circuits, so a cultivation method would likely interfere.”

At my words, Precia smiled brightly as if she had been waiting for those words and created a barrier with mana to block the surrounding noise.

“I expected that, so I asked my teacher by letter for the cultivation method sword mages learn!”

As cultivation methods are treasures among treasures that aren’t easily learned, it was natural to be cautious when mentioning them.

But a cultivation method, did Horazon really send one?

No matter how much she asked to send one, a cultivation method isn’t something to be given out so easily.

As Precia took out the letter envelope, I examined the cultivation method with the intention of checking it first.

It certainly avoids the mana circuit spots where mana passes through…

“Is it really okay for me to learn this?”

If that stupid master knew I would learn it, wouldn’t he have done something weird?

Surely that stupid master would dislike Precia following me around.

“Of course! I checked it all. Compared to orthodox cultivation methods, it lacks long-term power, but it’s definitely a verified cultivation method. Teacher said it was the cultivation method of Entemier.”

Entemier? Since it sounds familiar, it must be someone who appeared in the novel or existed in the setting.

Unlike me who couldn’t recall immediately, Jade and Gilbert simultaneously showed interest at the name Entemier.

“Are you referring to Entemier, the Sage of a Thousand Swords, one of the Eight Sages of Magic 200 years ago?!”

“Do you mean Entemier, the Sword Sage, one of the Ten Heavenly Swords 200 years ago?!”

A sage who reached the level of a transcendent?

“Ah! Justice!”

“Huh? Justice?”

Everyone looked at me when I suddenly blurted that out. I lightly waved my hand.

“No, just talking to myself.”

‘Arcana 11, Justice’ was a descendant of Entemier Aiomaier, the ‘Mage of a Thousand Swords,’ as a sword mage.

Unlike his ancestor, he didn’t achieve greatness in either field, but even the protagonist Jade and Precia couldn’t ignore the synergy of his swordsmanship and magic.

“How does Lady Horazon know Entemier’s cultivation method?”

As I showed interest, Precia smiled.

“Entemier is from a branch family of my teacher’s Count Grain family.”

At those words, I let out a disbelieving chuckle.

Aiomaier is from a branch of the Count family?

A sage popped out of that family renowned for generations as a military clan.

It would be more believable if he was from a branch of the Wiesel family.

Ah, that family’s history is less than 120 years, right?

Actually, Entemier didn’t hold the position of sage for long.

It was too disadvantageous for him to maintain the position of sage, which required competing with magic alone.

Of course, that didn’t mean Entemier’s magical achievements could be ignored. Even if it lasted only three days, the title of sage was absolute in the magic world.

“Hmm, the cultivation method of that famous sword mage… It’s half-baked, no, not even that much.”

A sword mage’s true power is displayed when magic and the sword become one.

Without Entemier’s magic and swordsmanship, the cultivation method alone loses its value endlessly.

Contrary to my harsh evaluation, Jade and Gilbert were flustered.

“It’s the secret of a sage! No matter how non-magical it is, it doesn’t deserve such an evaluation!”

“It’s the secret of a transcendent! The transcendent, the dream of all knights! You must learn this!”

It might not be bad to learn it if it’s for sword mages, although other cultivation methods would likely interfere with learning magic.

Who knows, it might help make this ruined body useful?

Still, the reason for my hesitation was Precia’s intense gaze.

If I learn this, it seems I’ll have no choice but to learn the sword from Precia.

“Ahem~ If you insist that much, I might learn it.”

As soon as I finished speaking, Precia held my hands.

“You made a wise decision! I will take responsibility and teach you from beginning to end!”

The sky is blue, and the sea is clear.

And I, caught between them, thought for a moment.

…Will I survive?

*****

Horazon, famous for his epithet ‘Scarlet Fangs,’ visited the estate of the Jamileion family, a knight family on the outskirts of the kingdom’s capital.

“Uncle! Long time no see. I heard you were busy, is it okay for you to make time like this?”

Bind di Jamileion, a young knight with red hair and the head of the knight family, greeted Horazon with a smile.

“What do I have to be busy with? My job is just to guard His Majesty at the palace.”

He joked like that, but the current political situation was a precarious tightrope walk.

Assazhad Marchioness of the Empire, who had been subtly supporting the nobility faction, returned to the Empire as if she had finished her business as soon as the vote to impeach the queen ended.

However, the tension between the royalists and the nobility faction was still sharp.

The king paid attention to even the water he drank, as the first prince had warned before.

Therefore, Horazon also had no choice but to be on high alert, sharpening his senses.

“But you said another letter came from Precia?”

When Horazon revealed the purpose of his visit, Bind smiled.

“Yes, it seems my missing younger sister is doing well. This is a letter for you, uncle. I didn’t open it.”

As he handed over the envelope, Horazon took it as if he had been waiting.

“Hmm… Oho! I see.”

The letter’s content was about following Prince Yuan, subjugating monsters that disturbed the world.

Most of the letter was an impression of a duel with some monster that reached the level of transcendent despite being a monster, which was somewhat unbelievable.

But Horazon’s intuition told him this letter was true.

“If it’s monsters, it must be the North, right?”

At Horazon’s question, Bind nodded.

“Yes, a secret messenger from Marquis Blantzbarg came some time ago to deliver a thank-you letter and left.”

“Blantzbarg? That punk?”

At Horazon’s expression, Bind coughed as if he had something caught in his throat. Only he would call the Sword Demon a punk.

“What did he say in gratitude?”

“Cough! Cough! Ahem! Yes, the letter said thanks to our family’s help, he achieved his long-cherished wish of subjugating the grand demon Red Eyes.”

At those words, Horazon furrowed his brow. He recalled Demiway requesting his dispatch a few months ago.

“Indeed, so that punk supported the royalists because of that. Whether it’s true or not, this means that punk wants to secretly contact me.”

There was no knight in this country who didn’t know Horazon and the Jamileion family were close.

Otherwise, there would be no reason to send a secret letter of gratitude when he could just reward the people who actually contributed.

But come to think of it, a question remained.

Did ‘Red Eyes’ have horns and use sword energy on those horns?

He wanted to hear the details from Demiway, but he couldn’t leave the king’s side for long right now.

Then he could just summon him directly to the capital under the pretext of rewarding him for subjugating ‘Red Eyes.’

Perhaps the letter was sent with that in mind.

“Well, His Majesty will handle that. Should I send this reply to the prince’s attendant again?”

At Horazon’s question, Bind nodded.

“Yes, since you will have external eyes on you, give it to me, uncle. I will send it.”

The king’s closest guard meeting the prince’s attendant could be interpreted politically.

“Alright, I’ll leave it to you. But I’m worried.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your younger sisster asked me for a cultivation method for sword mages before. She’s probably not trying to switch to being a sword mage now, but it seems she wants to teach it to that prince kid. I’m worried she might neglect his own training, unnecessarily paying attention to useless things.”

At his worry, Bind chuckled.

“My sister is an oddball like no other. If she doesn’t have time to teach the prince, she’ll give up sleep instead, so don’t worry.”

“Ugh! That’s why I’m worried. Rather than wasting effort on a half-baked cultivation method that won’t work, I’d rather she sleeps properly.”

Horazon didn’t like the ambiguous existence of sword mages.

As such, he disliked Yuan even more for bothering his disciple with such a request.

“Tsk tsk. If it’s the sword, stick to the sword; if it’s magic, stick to magic.”

In reality, it was the exact opposite, but Horazon didn’t know.

“By the way, your younger brother is turning ten soon, right? That Blue Claw fellow said he’ll visit.”

At Horazon’s words, Bind smiled brightly.

“Will he take him as a disciple like you, uncle?”

“That’s up to your brother. Well, that guy and I both wanted to take you as a disciple, but…”

As he subtly glanced, Bind slightly bowed his head.

“I am the head of the Jamileion family. Just having you occasionally correct my posture like now is enough.”

Unlike his younger siblings, he learned and inherited many things from his father.

Knowing that, Horazon didn’t say anything more and drew his sword.

“Stubborn kid. Then shall we have a spar for old times’ sake?”

Even if he couldn’t give direct teachings, he could sufficiently help him realize things on his own.

The young knight also nodded and grabbed his sword, heading to the training ground.