Is it strange that a child, barely four years old, wants to go to the library?
Still, I canât help it. I have to figure out how to awaken as a Demon King!
âI know the library well. Itâs not far from here, so letâs go together.â
Anyway, Lakius obediently led me to the library.
âŚâŚBy the way, isnât it odd to think that an eight-year-old boy knows the library so well? I mean, at that age, youâre supposed to be playing rather than studying.
I thought back to the original story.
At this point in time, Lakius was still young and weak, so he was being held back by the queen in various ways.
The queenâs control was very insidious.
âWasnât it said that she doesnât give him the chance to study?â
She couldnât just bully Lakius openly.
There was the matter of the old Carolingian backlash, and Lakius was technically the only legitimate prince of the empire.
In order to avoid getting caught, she did not physically abuse him.
Instead, the queenâs chosen method wasâŚâŚ.
âTo teach him nothing.â
Princes are usually thoroughly educated from an early age.
In fact, it was only natural.
They are potential future emperors, arenât they?
But Lakius was not allowed to see a single wooden practice sword, let alone a teacher.
The queenâs plan had worked quite well, for there was no way an uneducated prince could become emperor.
âSoâŚâŚ you read as many books as you could in the library?â
At least he was able to go to the library occasionally, but only because the queen thought he was being stupid, and those visits were as rare as beans in a drought.
Of course, in the original story, he was perfectly adequate as a prince and leader. Thatâs just because heâs such a genius as the male lead.
âMy male lead, heâs amazing!â
I glanced up at him as I walked alongside Lakius, feeling a little bad for him.
And then.
âOops, we made eye contact.â
Meanwhile, Lakius was trying to work out how to interpret the look of regret in my eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, then smiled once more.
âUgh.â
I inhaled sharply.
âHeâs cute! Heâs so adorable!â
I squealed inwardly.
âHold on.â
I paused.
âCome to think of it, arenât there people right next to me who would make excellent teachers for Lakius?â
The three heroes who defeated the Five Demons lords and defended humanity!
Besides, Lakius is also in a position to become a hero in the future and defeat me when I become a Demon KingâŚâŚ.
I shivered as I thought about it.
âWell, letâs not think about being overpowered and slaughtered.â
After all, this was an opportunity.
If the three heroes were to teach Lakius, they would see each other often. Wouldnât I have more interaction with Lakius as well?
Itâs a chance to establish a bond between me and the hero!
âŚâŚWell, it could also help me with my chances of not getting killed if Lakius gets too strong.
After all, in the original story, Lakius becomes the strongest man in the world without anyoneâs help.
If thatâs the case, I might as well do him a favor by giving him a chance to train from the start.
âAlright.â
I clenched my fists.
Then Lakius turned to me and asked a question.
âWhy do you keep looking at me like that? Is there something on my faceâŚâŚ.?â
âYes indeed.â
âWhat?â
Startled, Lakius hastily rubbed his face with his sleeve.
I finished the sentence bluntly.
âHandsomeness.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Lakius looked dazed as if heâd been hit over the head.
âNow youâre acting like an eight-year-old.â
I giggled and tugged on his hand.
âLetâs go to the library!â
* * *
âDamn it, that little wench!â Rudolph hissed, unable to control his anger. âDo you think I apologized because I wanted to apologize to a f*cking wench?!â
On the day of the victory party, after Tatiana collapsed and had to be carried away.
The queen summoned Rudolph and lost her temper, which was a rare occurrence.
âAlthough she may be a lowly orphan who doesnât even know her origins, she is now under the protection of the Three Heroes.â
The queenâs eyes narrowed as she drove the nail deep into his head.
âThat aside, you shouldnât ever mess with the Three Heroes. Do you understand?â
Rudolph looked up at the queen in frustration.
âOh my gosh, do you mean to tell me to apologize to that girl?â
âOf course, thatâs better than being completely hated by the three warriors.â
âTh- then!â
Rudolph protested in a fit of rage.
âMust I go all the way to the townhouse of the Duke of Orleans for that lowly wench?â
âWhat do you mean?â
The prince was outraged.
âI donât think you need to go all the way to the Duke of Orleansâ townhouse because of a lowly wench who doesnât know where she came from.â
âWell, still. Shouldnât you go there to apologize?â
At those words, after a momentâs hesitation, the queen narrowed her brows and spoke.
âFor now, letâs send Lakius as your cover.â
âLakius?â
âYes. Heâs an unsightly little fellow, but heâs an imperial prince, after all.â
The queen muttered in annoyance.
âAnd heâs the perfect candidate to serve you and apologize on your behalf.â
Then she softened somewhat and patted her son on the shoulder.
âDonât worry about it too much, son. Weâll send Lakius out right now, and weâll arrange for your apology later.â
âUmmmâŚâŚâŚ..â
âYouâll apologize properly in that meeting. Do you understand?â
Rudolph gritted his teeth as he recalled the queenâs words.
âSo I gave the best apology I could, and what?â
Tatianaâs frown of displeasure was visible.
âIâm not going to play with the second prince.â
âIâm going to play with the first prince alone, and you, the second prince, stay out of it.â
As if that werenât enough, she left Rudolph alone and then disappeared with Lakius!
Suddenly, Rudolphâs eyes lit up.
âLakius, that bastardâŚâŚ!â
Lakius, his half-brother, only a year older than him.
Lakius had always been like that.
A subject who wore a nonchalant expression on his face through everything and was overwhelmingly more talented than Rudolph in any field.
This time, he picked up a four-year-old girl in a big hug and disappeared.
With Rudolphâs strength and physical abilities, he could never do that.
Besides.
âBeing such an arrogant bastard just because youâre an imperial prince!â
The core of Rudolphâs inferiority complex.
Rudolfâs most fundamental inferiority complex was the fact that Lakius was the legitimate son of the Emperor and Empress.
No matter how prestigious the Queenâs family, the Marquises of Philomel, were, Rudolph could never become an imperial heir unless he died and was reborn.
âBut you will be emperor.â
The queen had whispered that in a voice as sweet as honey, and Rudolph had not doubted it.
That was why he hated Lakius all the more. It was like an insurmountable wall.
Like an obstacle that stood in the way of a bright future for himâŚâŚ.
Rudolph strode up to the door.
âYour Highness, the Second Prince.â
At that moment, a maid, who was approaching from the opposite direction, inclined her head politely towards Rudolph.
Rudolph glanced up at her.
âHave you seen Lakius and Tatiana by any chance?â
Lakius and Tatiana. One was an imperial prince, the other the favorite child of the three warriors.
Rudolph hissed the words out without hesitation.
âDoes it work like that?â
The maid was a little skeptical, but she couldnât bring herself to say anything to the prince.
âWhen I saw them earlier, they seemed to be heading towards the Imperial Library.â
âWhat, the library?â
Rudolphâs expression twisted into a frown.
He was going to the library to study again. Rudolph hated studying and usually avoided the library.
âStill, I canât let those lowlifes have their fun.â
Rudolph turned on his heel and walked away.
It was time to go to the library.
* * *
A sunny window seat in the imperial library.
The sound of her regular breathing rang out.
Tatiana was sprawled across the desk, sound asleep.
âMiss Tatiana?â
Lakius called out to her gently.
But Tatiana only breathed rapidly and showed no sign of opening her eyes.
âI donât think sheâs going to wake up anytime soon.â
With that judgment, Lakius removed his outer garment first.
Carefully, he draped it over Tatianaâs shoulders.
Tatiana, being so petite, was squeezed into the robe.