Not Your Perfect Prince
Wrong Guess

At night, in the inn.

"What did you say? Xylon ... defeated?"

Reinhart who was enjoying the tea was suddenly dumbfounded. He stared at Flint with an unexpected expression. After all, in the prediction that the young man made, the top four should be filled by four princes who each of them were targets in the game.

"true." Flint nodded with a heavy estimation on his face. "He is now being treated together with Aiden and Zale."

"Is the condition so bad?"

"Worse than Aiden or Zale who are just exhausted by mana. The physical injuries he received were worse than those two."

"..."

This time Reinhart was completely silent. He really did not expect that there was a dark horse that suddenly appeared and messed up his prediction. At that moment, a strange conjecture appeared within his head.

'Wings of Chaos? Is this them?'

Thinking about what he had experienced recently made Reinhart very grim. The young man had not expected everything to suddenly get worse.

'What exactly are they planning? It's not even canon yet, is it?'

Thinking about it made Reinhart complain because what she was experiencing was not only a little off the mark, but had gone too far from the storyline!

Realizing something, Reinhart stared at Flint with an astonished expression.

"That means ... are you going to fight that guy tomorrow?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Flint nodded heavily. His expression became solemn as the young man clenched his hands.

"What are you talking about?"

At that moment, a somewhat cold voice but unable to hide the feeling of happiness sounded.

Reinhart and Flint looked over. There, they both see the figure of Leander.

"Are you okay, Leander?"

Reinhart's question took Leander by surprise.

"Are you worried about me, Rein? Just chill! Your sister-in-law this is fine."

"Yes .. It seems that your brain is not okay. You need to rest well."

Looking at Leander who entered in "brother-in-law" mode, Reinhart instantly moved away from the man in disgust.

"By the way, has the person who poisoned you been found?"

"Eh? That's ..." Leander's expression looked grim. "Yet. That guy is so cunning! I don't even know when I was poisoned!"

"You should be more careful. I really work without being paid because of you.

This feeling is very unpleasant."

"Eh???"

"Isn't that good, Rein? You fight for honor and—"

"What empty egg. Such things cannot be eaten. After all, isn't it just a marketing strategy to make a profit.

I mean, I know every empire must be spending a lot of money in every race between academies. They also spend money on champions, but only for champions. But that doesn't mean they don't have an advantage.

Many tourists come from different kingdoms. They will make the lodging business in demand. Not only lodging, but buying and selling basic necessities such as food will also improve. In addition, additional business needs such as souvenirs and other things will also develop.

This will make the economy of the kingdom better.

It's not just the businessmen who are improving. The kingdom has a lot of them too. They sell tickets to the audience. In addition, there are also many stalls selling various snacks as an added advantage.

Become a money-making tool? Tskkk! What's so good about that kind of thing?"

"..."

Hearing Reinhart's words, the two princes fell silent. They really don't think that everything is going to be something "deep" like that.

"I even bet, if allowed, one kingdom would be willing to bear the honor of hosting this elite inter-academia race event.

Not just accepting, they would even scramble! That's why the race and the tournament took turns between one kingdom to another kingdom.

Especially, big kingdom."

Reinhart made a coin mark with her hand as she said.

"It's a matter of profit, you know? The advantage!"

Seeing that his two friends were processing what he said, Reinhart shook his head. He got up from his seat and said.

"I'm going for a walk."

Perhaps due to the sudden happenings, Reinhart's mood became somewhat gloomy. Everything was a little off the mark, so he needed some time to calm down and try to prepare for the various things that might happen.

***

Two hours later.

After wandering around the city indistinctly while thinking everything through, Reinhart suddenly walked towards a silent alley. At that moment, he stopped. The young man's expression became even colder.

"Aren't you tired of following me for two hours? Why not just go out?"

Is correct. The reason why Reinhart chose a place on the outskirts of the quiet city was because she had felt stalked since coming out of the inn.

Hearing Reinhart's words, several cloaked figures appeared and surrounded Reinhart.

Reinhart, who had been looking down, raised her face. The young man then pulled the sword from his waist. Right then, lightning magic coated his blade.

Staring at the besieging people with a ferocious smile on his face, the young man said.

"You came on time! What a coincidence ...

My mood is really bad!"

>> Connect.