The Prince Is Dead, So Let’s Start Over Everything Again! - Chapter 1.6
“I, I’m not a strange person, I’m an apostle of the main god Ra! Of course, I’m still lacking in many ways, so it might be hard to believe…”
The boy pleaded his innocence with a tearful face.
Of course, I couldn’t quite understand what he was saying.
Still, his desperate face was cute.
Even knowing the boy’s ulterior motives, my heart melted instantly. It was natural for humans to like cute things.
“…Sniff, those blessed by the main god Ra have a special aura flowing through them. You must have already experienced a miracle, Miss Lulupel. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, I suppose so.”
My face is this country’s miracle. And over there, the 3rd Prince’s face must be this world’s miracle.
I nodded halfheartedly, accepting the information my eyes were delivering rather than my ears.
“…Um, are you listening properly?”
The boy, with teardrops clinging to his eyelashes, tilted his head suspiciously.
“Of course, cute Rabbit.”
“It’s Levin.”
“Yes, Levin.”
The boy seemed somewhat tired.
Right. Because of Anna, I’m sparkling threateningly, so it’s natural for his eyes to be tired.
“Anyway, as fellow experiencers of the main god Ra’s miracle, I’d like to have a deep conversation with Miss Lulupel…”
The boy, holding my hand tightly like a lifeline, tried to lead me towards the terrace.
Oh, is he now going to start his real scam by saying, ‘You’re truly blessed in the face. If you make an offering to the spirit, great fortune will come your way’?
That’s a bit annoying…
I was torn between listening to more of the cute boy’s nonsense to kill time or leaving the spot.
At that moment, an unexpected figure approached us.
“Hey, priest.”
“Huh? Me? Ah! Your Highness!”
It was the 3rd Prince!
The 3rd Prince, who had been chatting with nobles just moments ago, was suddenly by my side.
Striding over, the 3rd Prince immediately removed my hand from the boy’s grasp.
“It’s not polite to carelessly hold a lady’s hand.”
And with those tiny, adorable lips, he smoothly uttered such a cheesy line.
Oh my! This is exactly like a sub-male lead from a third-rate romance novel!
Despite his small size, he was already brimming with the qualities of a character from a third-rate romance novel.
He was so cute and so slimy that I almost got goosebumps.
“Ah! I apologize! Miss Lulupel!”
The boy, startled, immediately apologized to me.
“Having grown up only in the temple, I’m a bit clumsy with etiquette. Please understand… No! Your Highness, the aura of the main god Ra flows through you too.”
The boy, who was apologizing to me, switched targets as easily as flipping his palm.
Unlike his innocent face resembling a snow rabbit, the boy’s mind seemed full of thoughts of scamming.
It seemed the boy had realized that the 3rd Prince probably had more money than I did.
Clever guy.
Now that the scam scene wasn’t directed at me, it became an intriguing spectacle.
I decided to watch and see how these awkward boys would act.
“Of course. The members of the royal family regularly receive blessings from the High Priest.”
“Ah! But this is the aura of the main god Ra, not the High Priest!”
“Yes, I understand what you’re saying. But you should be careful with your words. What you just said could be interpreted as denying the High Priest’s faith.”
Gasp!
The boy who resembled a snow rabbit opened his eyes wide like a real rabbit. He hurriedly raised both hands to cover his mouth.
“Then I’ll take my leave now. I have something to discuss with Miss Lulupel in private.”
“But, Your Highness, I really didn’t mean to…”
“Well. If you disappear from my sight, perhaps your slip of the tongue will be forgotten as well.”
“Th-then I’ll excuse myself first!”
The seemingly naive 3rd Prince was unexpectedly formidable.
The aspiring scammer boy, frightened by just a few words from the 3rd Prince, scurried away in a panic.
Perhaps due to his failed scam attempt, his face was completely crestfallen.
The boy ran to an old priest who seemed to have come with him, and burrowed into his arms.
Hmm, cute till the very end.
“…Y-you look like you’ve just seen something a-adorable.”
“Yes. He’s cute. Pretty too.”
“Is, is that your type?”
Surely not.
If there was someone at this age who preferred kids that small, they should be locked away in some remote, gloomy place for life.
However, I couldn’t answer like that.
Instead of answering the 3rd Prince’s question, I deflected by asking a new question.
“By the way, why are you speaking so formally to me, Your Highness?”
You were handling yourself well earlier, but suddenly you’re stammering.
It was unlike the child who, until just now, had been speaking with excessive maturity for an eight-year-old.
I stared at the 3rd Prince with genuine curiosity.
Then my eyes felt a bit dry. So I blinked exactly twice.
I swear to the heavens, I didn’t make any threatening gestures at all.
But then…
“Um… are you alright?”
Why is he falling over again?
I thought even a newborn fawn would stand better than the 3rd Prince.
I extended my hand to him, hoping my kindness wouldn’t hurt the fragile 3rd Prince’s pride.
But the 3rd Prince, with his chubby cheeks flushed as if about to burst, didn’t know what to do, neither accepting nor rejecting my hand.
The back of my head felt hot. When I turned around, I saw all eyes in the vicinity were on us.
The nobles were standing a step away, stealing glances at what the 3rd Prince and I were doing.
At this rate, I was likely to be labeled as the brazen young lady who knocked over the 3rd Prince.
Frustrated by the 3rd Prince’s hesitation, I took the initiative and grabbed his hand.
Then I led him out of the banquet hall.
I knew the layout of the Rudbeckia court inside out. I moved without hesitation.
My destination was the lake garden near the banquet hall.
I only let go of the 3rd Prince’s hand after we reached the edge of the lake.
Perhaps because he had been dragged to a dark place by a scary person, the 3rd Prince was frozen stiff.
“Um, Miss Lulupel. Why did you bring me to such a place…?”
“You said you had something to tell me. Just the two of us. Ah! Was that a lie to get out of that situation?”
“N-no, it wasn’t. But this place is too secluded and…”
It seemed the 3rd Prince thought I was trying to assassinate him or something.
Needless to say, I had absolutely no interest in the 3rd Prince’s life.
…No, maybe a tiny bit. It’s possible that I might regress every time he dies!
Translator
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lurelia
Known for turning pages faster than I move in real life. Warning: May suddenly vanish into fictional realms, leaving behind only a vaguely potato-shaped indent on the sofa.