There was an open space on the other side of the brush. Â Blood and metal shavings were flying into the surrounding. Â In a blink of an eye, a personâs life was lost.
There was group trying to protect someone, and the other group was trying to erase someone. Â All kinds of ambitions were overflowing from them, and the humans were being consumed by it.
âKill the crown prince! Â We have to kill that bastard to end all of this!â
âProtect him! Â We have to protect him!â
Their words made it very easy to identify them! Â If the world was full of people like them, there would be no need for mind reading magic!
âUht!?â
âAht!â
When Artpe and Maetel arrived at the clearing, every participant of the battle noticed their arrival.
One group looked back at them with hope, and the other group looked on with annoyance. Â However, when they confirmed the identity of the new arrivals, the expressions on both sides crumpled.
âThey are childrenâŠ.!â
âTsk. Â The number of people we have to take care of increased.â
At this point, Artpe had finished dividing them into enemies and allies. He turned to look at Maetel. Â His expression was like that of a tutor expecting a child to give the right answer.
Her face was full of questions.
âArtpe.â
He knew it was going to be like this. Â Artpe let out a sigh as he gave her an explanation.
âWhat did I tell you? Â You kill those who wants to kill you.â
âYes!â
âHere.â
Artpe raised his hand, and he pointed towards one group.  This particular group was wearing  black clothes over their body.  It was as if they had shopped from the same cloth store.  The crown prince was probably amongst the group fighting a defensive battle.   The ones in black had said, âThe number of people we have to take care of increased.â
âThey said they want to take care of us, right?â
âAh. Â I see!â
âThen let me pose you a problem. Â When they said they wanted to take care of us, what were they referring to?â
âMmmmm. They are going to send us away after giving us an explanation?â
âWrong. Â The answer is they will send us to hell without giving us an explanation.â
âHow dare theyâŠ..â
The two brats had appeared out of nowhere, and they were having a conversation as if they were doing a gag routine. Â The two groups had been in the midst of fighting for their lives, so the sight in front of them looked ridiculous. Â Everyone was looking at Artpeâs party in disbelief.
âShouldnât you be feeling fear? Â Or maybe you should start running away? Â Kids these days are too dumb.â
âFayâŠnumber 3.  You take care of them.â
âYes.â
The black clad group continued attacking the defenders, and only a single one of them ran towards Maetel and Artpe. Â He used the most popular line within the book called â150 Lines Most Used by Villains.â
âBlame your bad luck!â
Artpe took a peek at Maetel. Â As expected, she was frozen like a statue.
âMaetel.â
âAh. Â Ah-ooh.â
She wasnât afraid of her enemyâs abilities. Â She was frightened of the truth that she was no longer fighting monsters. Â She had to face off against a human.
âAh, Artpe.â
âHoo.â
He didnât blame her for acting foolishly in front of an enemy. Â She was a child, who possessed a tender heart, so this result was to be expected. Â This reaction was actually preferable. Â If Maetel had unhesitatingly charged forward to kill the man, Artpe would have been frightened.
Of course, Artpe assessed the situation, and he decided on what he would do.
âGet out of the way, Maetel.â
âKyahk.â
He had pushed Maetel to the side as he stepped in front of her.
âYou are a little brat, but it seems you think of yourself as a man? Â You plan on protecting the female!â
âArtpe!?â
Artpe made himself the target by stepping forward unarmed. Â This move incited the enemy, and it put Maetel on alert. Â He was killing two birds with one stone.
The generic Villain 1 fell for his provocation. Â He headed towards Artpe with his sword raised. Â Maetel had been pushed to the side, and her eyes were wide open as she watched the sight in front of her.
The sharp blade of the enemy was heading towards Artpe, and it was getting bigger in her vision. There was a clear blue tint of Mana surrounding the blade! Â It was a powerful skill that couldnât be stopped with Artpeâs unprotected body.
âIâll give you a clean death! Power StriâŠ.khhhhk!â
Villian 1 had swung his sword towards Artpe. Â When Maetel saw this, her eyes flipped over as she unsheathed her bastard sword from her waist. Â She did it with one hand. Â She wasnât thinking about anything. Â Her body reacted on instinct.
The Villain 1 was yet to pass level 100, so Maetel split him from the groin to the top of the head.
âFayâŠlanâŠ.?â
âWhat theâŠâŠâ
Two weighty sound was heard when the body fell to the floor. Â At that moment, all sounds within the clearing ceased.
It didnât matter if someone was on the offensive end or the defensive end of the fight. Â All of them focused their gazes on the girl holding the bastard sword.
â······.â
âCrazy⊠ Right now⊠ What did youâŠ.?â
Of course, the nearby people were surprised. Â However, Artpe didnât care about the background characters. Â Artpe only looked at Maetel.
The girl had killed someone for the first time. Â She hadnât done it for herself. Â She had done it for someone else.
âHe tried to kill Artpe.â
Maetel had seen what she had done, yet she mumbled to herself as if she couldnât believe it. Â She was gripping the the sword so hard that her knuckles were white.
âWe just came here⊠  We came here for a look, yet you guys tried to kill Artpe.â
âThat girl is dangerous.  EveryoneâŠ..â
However, she didnât allow her enemies to talk amongst themselves. Â Maetel pointed the bastard sword towards the âenemiesâ as she asked a question.
She didnât ask it towards her enemies. Â It was for Artpe.
âArtpe, you said I can do whatever I want to do?â
âI did.â
ââŠ..all right.â
No more words were necessary.
In a flash, Maetelâs hesitancy had disappeared.
âDodge it.  BlockâŠ..â
âHoo-ahhhhhhhhp!â
Maetel pushed off the ground as she ran forward. Â She swung her bastard sword laterally. Â Each of her opponents tried emitting Mana into their weapons or body parts. Â They were attempting to use a defensive or a counter skill. Â However, they were all dispatched with a single blow.
There were several high rank Class that were over level 100 present within the group. Â However, all the defensive technique were canceled by Maetelâs basic active attack skill!
âI wonât forgive you! Â I wonât! Â You guys are all bad! Â That is what I decided!â
She wasnât using Berserk right now. Â In fact, she hadnât even activated her gauntletâs option yet either. Â It was quite simple. Â There was an amazing amount of talent gap between Maetel and the men.
âKoo-ahk!â
âKah!â
âThis is a nightmare.  How can such a young child do this against elite knightsâŠ.!â
The elite knights of the humans were in such a poor state. Â He now understood why the Demon King had moved at a leisurely pace. Â Artpe smirked when he realized that the strongest amongst them was barely level 120.
âRun away.  There is no wayâŠ..â
âI wonât let you run away!â
The number of black clad villains went from 20 to 17, 14, 10âŠ..  The number became five, and now there were only two of them.
âWâŠwho sent you!  Reveal yourselves!â
âWe have to retreat.  If we arenât able to notify the second party about the location of the crown princeâŠkoo-ahk!â
Then there was one.
âI donât know who you guys are, but you will regret doing this someday.â
Then there were zero.
âHooâŠ..â
âRight now⊠ What the hell just happened?â
âAll our pursuers are dead.  I donât believe itâŠ..â
After killing everyone, Maetel lightly flicked her bastard sword once to get rid of the blood. Â After she sheathed her sword, she turned to look at Artpe.
âArtpehhhhh~â
She had been beyond brave. Â She have been frighteningly decisive in her actions, but unlike before, her eyes were full of unshed tears now.
âYes, yes. Â You did very well.â
He knew her heart would be in tumult right now. Â Artpe let out a bitter laugh as he hugged her. She was crying, because she was afraid of her own self more so than anyone. Â It felt as if he could feel her feelings vividly through the hands holding her.
Once, he had been like her. Â His personality was unbecoming of a Demon. Â He had despaired, as he had hated himself more so than anyone over the years.
âShould I really be doing things like this? Â It feels like I did something very wrong.â
âNo, you did well. Â Even if you were in the wrong, there will never come a day when you will realize that fact. Â That is why you donât have to worry too much about it.â
âArtpeâŠâŠâ
Artpe used a messed up oxymoron to console her as he stroked her head. Â The people, who had been watching the fight, was taken aback. Â Their round eyes were full of shock. Â They looked like they wanted to ask what kind of third rate skit this was.
There was an armored woman holding a steel sword amongst the group. Â She spoke to Artpe as she expressed a bit of wariness towards him.
âThank you very much for helping us.  However, it would be best if you donât get involved with usâŠ.â
âYes. Â All right.â
âWhat!?â
She hadnât even started giving him a proper explanation! Â The woman was taken aback. Â As expected of the owner of the Read All Creation ability, he was the best in the world at reading a situation. Â Artpe continued to stroke the head of the sniffling Maetel as he spoke to the woman.
âWe saw nothing here. Â I donât care about what happened here. Â We were passing by, and we just killed couple monsters. Â That should be fine, right?â
âWhat?â
The woman was surprised when he gave her the exact answer she had wanted to hear. Â Artpe snorted when he saw this, then he turned around.
âLetâs go, Maetel.â
âIs it really alright to just leave like this, Artpe? Â We can just go? â
âWe did as you wished by helping them, and this is the result. Â They donât want us to get involved with them. Â Then our business with them is at an end. Â We can go do what we want to do.â
ââŠ..sniff.  All right.â
Maetel had accepted his answer, so he was about to head back to the warm fire. Â He was consoling Maetel as he walked away when it occurred.
Someone yelled towards them from the other party.
âStop!â
It was the voice of a young man. Â Artpe didnât stop.
âI told you to stop! Â This is the order of the crown prince!â
âYou hid like a mouse during the fight, so I thought you were some poor mute. Â I see now that you are quite loud.â
âKookâŠ.!â
The crown prince shut his mouth at Artpeâs sharp retort.
At times, truth was more cruel than anything else. Â Moreover, he had just seen a girl that was the same age as him fight, and he couldnât hold a candle against her. Â This was why his pride was deeply hurt.
âYâŠyou are being rude!  As he had revealed, he is the next in line to ascend to the throne of the Diaz KingdomâŠ..â
âDidnât I say I saw nothing? Â Are you guys idiots?â
âOohkâŠ.â
He could tolerate foolish behaviors only up to a certain point. Â He had been trying to part ways with them as he pretended he didnât know what was going on, yet they revealed themselves anyways. Â They even tried to use an authority they no longer possessed in an attempt to stop Artpe and Maetel!
Artpe let out a sigh as he started walking once againâŠ.
âHelp me!â
âYour highness!â
âThe kingdom is in turmoil, because of the rebels! Â I must go back to to the place someday, and I must get my revenge for my father the king. Â I have to regain my throne. Â If I want to do so, I need strong people like you!â
The boy was pretty straightforward, and he showed some promise!? Â Still, this didnât mean Artpe had stopped walking.
âYou should go look for help somewhere else. Â Letâs go, Maetel.â
âYes. Â I hate the palace!â
She firmly believed that the palace had tasteless food. Â This was why the palace was a place where she would never get close to! Â Maetel grabbed the sleeve of Artpeâs robe, and she obediently followed behind him.
âWâŠwait a moment!â
The boy finally made his appearance as he pushed past his protectors! Â He looked to be of similar age as Artpe and Maetel. Â He was a strikingly good-looking boy.
He yelled loudly towards Artpe and Maetel. Â He stared at Maetel, who had displayed overwhelming martial prowess.
âIf you guys are the subjects of this land, you should help the one that would become the ruler of this land in the futureâŠ.!  I do not lie.  I will give both of you a big reward in the future!  I swear it!â
He wanted to escape this pattern of events. Â Artpe let out a sigh. Â He turned around as he gave an answer.
âThen give me half of the world.â
âMmm!?  TâŠthat isâŠ.â
At Artpeâs out of the blue request, the crown princeâs eyes narrowed. Â He was only a crown prince of a kingdom, and he was on the run. Â How could he offer half of the world!
Artpe clicked his tongue..
âAt a minimum, the Demon King offers this deal to the hero. Â You should come back after reading a book called, âHow to Propose an Offer that Canât be Turned Down.ââ
This was a very sweet opportunity. Â However, Maetel just assumed Artpe didnât want to get involved in something annoying. Â She was somewhat correct, but it wasnât the whole truth. Â Artpe didnât have that bad of a personality.
ExceptâŠ.
âHow could I forget about him?  That bastard was originally the crown prince of the Diaz KingdomâŠ..â
In his past life, he had been the enemy of the hero. Â The heroâs heart was too soft, so she had been unable to kill Artpe. Â This was why the thief ruthlessly plunged his dagger into Artpeâs heart to deal the killing blow.
âWhy are you refusing to even hear me out! Â If you succeed in this task, I said I would give you a very generous reward! Â Moreover, the one with the ability is the girl, so why do you keep answering for her!â
The crown prince was shouting at Artpe with all his might. Â Artpe saw the face of the thief superimpose over the face of this boy.
âAh, I just donât want to do it. Â I donât like you! Â Iâm not doing it!â
âWhy not!â
[Silpennon Le Diaz]
[Crown Prince]
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