The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

At my words, the Protector of the Nation Adgale looked at me in surprise.

He seemed to think I had crossed the line, as if he was momentarily angry.

From his perspective, calling each other self-proclaimed second great-uncle and second great-grand-nephew was a joke that started with him revealing himself as the Protector of the Nation without evidence.

But blatantly using the prince’s name to try to bring the dwarf under my command could only be seen as a clear impersonation of royalty.

“Young man…!”

“Precia Jamileion.”

I cut him off before Adgale could say anything.

At my call, Precia bowed her head.

“Give your orders, Your Highness.”

“My second great-uncle seems bored, so go outside with him and receive ‘teachings’ to your satisfaction.”

The teachings I spoke of meant to go out and fight to their heart’s content.

A spar with a transcendent might give Precia a clue to the parts where she was stuck.

“Don’t be rude, as even your mentor Horazon pays his respects to the Protector of the Nation.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Precia smiled with sparkling eyes.

From the looks of it, Precia would have asked first even if I hadn’t brought it up.

Adgale was flustered by my conversation with Precia.

“Second great-uncle. Although the first request isn’t over yet, since it seems like it will take some time, I’ll make the second request. Please teach my escort a thing or two. Jamileion is the most cherished disciple of the Sword Protector, so I entrust her to you.”

I had already shown all the selling points for Adgale, so there was no need for me to stay here.

No, if I stayed here, I would only be a hindrance.

If I stayed, it was obvious that he would interfere with my attempt to sell him properly.

“Wait a moment. That ras-, ahem! You said she’s Horazon’s disciple? And if she’s Jamileion… Is this child the daughter of the ‘White Horn’ that Horazon took as his disciple?!”

As expected of the old man, he remembered.

White Horn was the nickname of Precia’s father.

These days, people only remembered the Red Fang and Blue Claw, but up until about 10 years ago, he was famous as one of the Three Knights, including White Horn.

Precia’s father had sacrificed his life to save the Red Fang and Blue Claw, who had not yet become transcendents at the time.

If he had survived, he would have been a promising knight that couldn’t be forgotten.

Horazon had reminisced that in the novel, he would have been called one of the Six transcendents, not just the Five transcendents.

“Come to think of it, didn’t you owe a debt to the previous head of the Jamileion family, second great-uncle? Teaching this friend is the price of the alcohol you drank, so that debt still remains.”

At my words, Adgale looked back and forth between me and Precia as if his mind wasn’t working properly.

“Is it true? Are you saying this child is Horazon’s disciple, and you’re really a prince? Truly a prince?”

He was so surprised that he couldn’t accept the fact, like a broken machine.

I took out my identity tag that proved my status as a prince and said,

The identity tag with magical treatment was a familiar one to Adgale as well.

He was also a royal grandson in his childhood, so before branching out, he must have used the same identity tag as me.

“Didn’t I tell you? If you, second great-uncle, are the Protector of the Nation, then I am a prince of this country.”

“You little…! Who would take that kind of talk seriously!”

I laughed at the old man’s yelling.

“I took it seriously. When you revealed yourself as the Protector of the Nation, I truly knew you were the Protector of the Nation, second great-uncle.”

“Wait, so you knew and still insisted on not giving me the alcohol?”

“Oh, someone like the Protector of the Nation wouldn’t be so consumed by greed that he would use his status and power to oppress an innocent person without any compensation. So I wittily accepted your joke, second great-uncle.”

At my slyness, Adgale gritted his teeth and laughed.

“T-That’s right. Compensation is, grr, of course necessary!”

If he denied my words, he would become someone who oppressed others with status and power, so he had no choice but to agree.

My goodness, the old man had quite sturdy gums for his age.

“I’m glad you think the same way, second great-uncle. What are you doing? As you said, you should go out quickly and grant my second request. Ah, and take care of this friend as well while you’re at it.”

I pushed Gilbert as if I was selling him.

“This friend doesn’t have the skills to receive teachings from you yet, second great-uncle, but he will learn something by watching the two of you spar.”

And then I assigned Eunha and Rami to Precia.

With Eunha’s power, no one would see them even if they fought hard.

By the way, I sent Rami to protect Gilbert.

Don’t die, Gilbert!

Adgale looked like he still wanted to say something to me, but I waved my hand and drove them out as if chasing them away.

“Let’s talk later.”

“Hmm… Talking to you, young man, no, prince, somehow makes me feel like I’m being dragged in.”

As Adgale left the cave with Precia and Gilbert, I smiled at Belt again.

“Where were we?”

At my question, Belt stroked his beard and answered,

“You said if I become your person, you would help me solve the three problems I’m facing. But do you know what problems I’m facing and are saying that?”

“Of course I know, that’s why I’m saying it. And to be precise, I’m not solving it for you. I’m helping you.”

A is different from O, what I could do was, at most, finding ways to help.

After all, no matter how much I hammered iron, there was no way I could create a sword that surpassed the Sword Master, one of the top ten swordsmen in the world and one of the Six Masters of Exquisite Arts.

Belt thought for a moment and then nodded.

“I see. But how did you know I was facing problems?”

At his question, I asked back,

“Is that more important than solving the problems?”

“No, it’s not important.”

“Then let’s move on.”

“Alright.”

Belt just brushed it off as if it was nothing.

If it were me, I would have pressed him to the end. As expected, dwarves are strangely out of their minds.

“Then how can you help me?”

At his question, I grinned.

Bargaining with a dwarf whose thought process was different from humans was just a waste of time.

When dealing with dwarves who never look back no matter how many times you propose again once they make a decision, the best strategy was to give everything you could give and take everything you could take.

“First, as you wish, I can lend you the time of a transcendent, or more precisely, my second great-uncle.”

I originally intended to ask Precia, but I was fortunate to meet Adgale.

Precia seemed to be pondering something important right now, so I didn’t want to take away her time unnecessarily.

Because of that, my precious alcohol disappeared into Adgale’s stomach.

Ah, the more I think about it, the more regretful it is. My alcohol.

“How long can you lend me?”

“Five days. Unfortunately, more than that is impossible.”

I wanted to ask him to help for months if I could, but there was no way he would agree.

Even five days was a quite tight timeframe.

By the way, Adgale still didn’t know that I had sold him out.

When he comes back, I should casually inform him in passing.

“Hmm, five days.”

“If necessary, I can arrange a meeting with the Sword Protector or Sword Demon later through my connections. Of course, in that case, we’ll have to negotiate separately.”

He seemed tempted when I said I would arrange a meeting with the top ten swordsmen in the world.

“This is the extent of the help I can provide for the first problem you’re facing.”

The Bifleod clan was facing two more problems.

“Next, the problem your clan originally wanted to ask Sword Master Areha for help with. I will help you retrieve your clan’s sacred treasure that your brother Carter Bifleod took and ran away with.”

When Carter’s name was mentioned, Belt’s force suddenly turned fierce.

That was understandable since Carter had rendered several masters incapable of recovering in the process of stealing the sacred treasure.

For dwarves who revered masters, being unable to hold a hammer anymore was like death.

“By help, do you mean the transcendent you call your second great-uncle will also help?”

At Belt’s question, I shook my head.

“No, for now, it’s just me and my companions. He’s a very busy old man.”

At my answer, Belt seemed disappointed.

“You don’t have to be too disappointed. My second great-uncle is just a transcendent, but I’m the one who knows your and your clan’s problems and found you before you even started your activities in earnest.”

“That’s right! You mean information power is more necessary than military power in retrieving the sacred treasure! Indeed, if we just find out the location, the warriors of the clan, including myself, can subdue him.”

In fact, Carter’s individual combat power wasn’t that strong for an Arcana named.

The reason for his high position in Arcana was purely due to his ability as a master.

Of course, that’s why he was never assigned missions, and even if he was, unless it was an extremely secret mission, he was usually surrounded by strong escorts, making him difficult to catch.

Come to think of it, I heard from Yekatrice that there was a dwarf among those who came to shake the seal, but I don’t know why he came.

Did someone promise to give him a beard growth tonic if he participated in the mission?

But while I heard there was a jester among the attackers, I didn’t hear anything about Javan being there.

As a side note, for dwarves, a lush beard was a symbol of beauty.

If a dwarf had no beard, they were treated worse than being bald.

Carter Bifleod was a dwarf who naturally couldn’t grow a beard.

“It’s impossible to find him right away, but I’ll do my best.”

Since dwarves were long-lived, they were rather relaxed, so it would be fine as long as I found him before I died of old age.

Anyway, as we become enemies with Arcana, we’ll end up meeting him as an enemy.

“Ah, and if necessary, I can also lend you something to replace the sacred treasure.”

I took out a huge hammer from my subspace.

Bang!

As I put down the heavy hammer, the floor cracked and caved in greatly.

“Oh my, my arm. It’s still ridiculously heavy. This hammer is the sacred treasure of the now-extinct Bebrodron clan.”

This hammer was an item hidden in the palace forge.

It was one of the items I picked up during my night walk with Precia.

The original owner of this hammer was a dwarf who adventured with the founder and was the last of the Bebrodron clan.

“Bebrodron, the Bebrodron clan that was famous for their stonemasons?”

“They were not only skilled in stonemasonry but also woodworking and blacksmithing. What do you think? It should be useful until you retrieve your sacred treasure, right?”

When I asked with a playful smile, Belt swallowed his saliva.

“U-Useful?! If it’s the hammer of the Bebrodron clan, it might be possible to forge a sword that surpasses Areha Han!”

I smiled and put the hammer back into my subspace.

“Ah!”

“This is something I will entrust only to my person. If you become my person, you will be the only one among your clan to wield the sacred treasure of the Bebrodron.”

His eyes began to tremble. He might not care about anything else, but this hammer was surely tempting.

“And the last problem the Bifleod clan is facing is that the mineral veins in the land where you settled have completely dried up.”

And it wasn’t just iron or copper mines. Even the mithril veins had been exhausted.

For dwarves, mineral veins containing magical metals were like their livelihood and lifeline.

Dwarves grew by refining magical metals and communing with them.

Dwarves who lost their mines couldn’t raise young dwarves and eventually declined and disappeared.

Like the Bebrodron clan long ago.

“Bifleod clan, become the people of my land. In my land, mithril veins that will last a thousand years lie dormant, so I will provide you with a place to settle.”

Becoming the people of my land meant becoming my people.

Now I had thrown out all the bait.

I didn’t come all the way here just to gain a single dwarf.