The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 39: THE MORE INSANE PERSON (2)

At that very moment, when he smiled I could tell. Ah, she is the pinnacle of the word ‘Beauty’.

Crown Prince Claude La Zariel.

As a result of being too pat on the level of beauty and good looks make me forget and immediately look down respectfully, “Hail the glorious crown prince, thank you for inviting me.” I look up and look again.

Though this was the second time we met but I did not expect that Claude had such a graceful charisma. It could be said that he was born like a true Lion King.

“No need to be too stiff like that, you can relax Saint. Please sit.”

Well, how could I not be nervous if I was in front of a future king candidate.

As he said I sat on the sofa and we faced each other. Without further ado, I opened my mouth.

“There's a lot I want to say. The first is why did you invite me? It's not just a little party where you and I have tea together and have a little chat, right?”

Claude giggles “You're really impatient. Ah, by the way can I have a casual talk with you. You can also do it so there is no need for formalities here, I am a little less comfortable.”

Is that a proper thing to say and do to a future king? I don't know about ethics but I'm not one to lose respect for people older than me.

But, since this was an order from him I followed as he wished, after all I also thought so.

“Alright if that's what and— I mean you want prince.”

Claude grinned and blinked his golden eyes. “Ya, thank you for understanding.”

For a moment I thought that I was being hit by a strange feeling, when she was being sweet strangely I felt moved for a moment. This must be the charm power of a witch, damn it.

“So, you want to say what?”

With a mild cough I returned in consciousness and spoke. “True... Why did you invite me prince? Is this some kind of plan for revenge?”

“Hmm... A vendetta? Why do you think so?”

“Because I did something like ordering and ruling a royal family time inside a dungeon.”

At least so far, that's all that can be used as a real reason. If this isn't something wrong either.

Claude silently looked at me like I was the object of a sculptural work. He was watching me.

“You are not wrong. It is true that it can be used as an excuse, but I am not that cold to think about the mistakes of the actions you did at that time. It was the right decision.”

“If that's true, why didn't you do it in the first place?”

“Mh... Why?” he raised his gaze upwards while thinking about what the reason was, then he declared it in a gloomy tone with his sly little grin. “Why should I do it.”

Directly a bitter grin appeared on the corner of my lips hearing his answer. Haha, why not. He turned out to be purely someone who had lost his mind.

You crazy psychopath!

“Maybe for a Saint there are 1000 reasons and ways to perform heroic acts. But, for me it's not. Why should I commit heroic acts against someone of no value to me.”

He does not look at man as a man, everything before him is just a tool. If it is useless then he can throw it away at any time.

“I have no grudges or anger against your actions time in the dungeon. I think it looks like it will be interesting because that's why I'm doing my role. And true, I saw something interesting while following your plan.”

Needless to look closely, Jean Jacques who had been standing right by the door guarding our banquet wore a gloomy expression. Even though he was a commander, if in front of Claude, he was nothing.

I was silent and my eyes were down. While Claude continued with his absolutely horrible speech.

“It is true that this world will be destroyed we assume that way. Why do humans save people? Sometimes that makes me confused, and again all humans are equal whether our social status is what, but if it is on the battlefield. Humans are just trash that eventually rot when it becomes a corpse.”

There was laughter and giggles on her tone and she still continued.

“You yourself also saw it time in the dungeon how humans were frightened just for being in the dungeon. Well, I don't blame. However, are you not upset when they talk that you are useless and again about bad rumors about you.”

Honestly, he's right. Anyone if already faced in the decision and awareness of each according to their beliefs must be the right one. Bad rumors about me being fake are a little offending to me. Later then...

“Are you really someone this world needs?”

Did he ask? Or is that some kind of insult?

In silence for a long time and Claude no longer spoke. I laughed, I laughed so hard that I could hold my aching stomach.

“Hahahaha!!”

Jean Jacques glanced at me with a strange look. And as expected of a person who has gone mad, even when I laugh he just smiles in response.

Isn't this interesting, how it didn't turn out from the first time I was in this world no one could understand what I was feeling. It was as if I was looking at a reflection of myself.

“Interesting! Should we proceed with tea and some snacks, your majesty.”

The crazier madmen are facing each other.

....

The conversation starts to get more interesting when someone is just trying to get more familiar. Who knows, being able to get along with people who share the same personality, is no mere coincidence.

“Is there anything that makes you so happy that Saint laughs?”

“No...” I wipe my happy tears, “This is not the thing that makes me happy noble. For a moment I was thinking how serious you are that I can't help myself, forgive my stupidity.”

“No, no problem while you are happy Saint.”

“Ah, that's. Then thank you for your attention.”

We laughed together and talked about everything inside us as if it were all commonplace. Then the two of us stared at each other for a few seconds in this room becoming silent and silent. Then the first one spoke that changed this gloomy atmosphere.

“If you may know, do you really intend to invite me with pleasantries like this?”

“Hm, you are right. There's a major reason why I invited you.” he raised his hand as if inviting me and stated seriously, “Saint, why don't we cooperate.”

“Cooperate? What like?”

As Claude became a little serious in the conversation I could only be curious about this. Then he spoke like this was a form of cooperation.

“There's something I want from you.”

Hm? Wait, what?

“M-means?” I suddenly became nervous when I read her face.

“I want you Saint.”

What's?! What this man said with a guiltless face and casually said as if it was a habit.

Look at! Even Jean Jacques himself gaped his mouth wide open and his eyes were like they were about to get out of place.

First I tried to calm down. Maybe me and Jean Jacques here misunderstood a little bit about what he meant.

“Y-Your majesty, I honestly don't understand. What can I give you?”

“Hm? What I mean is I want you in terms of strength.”

Ah...

Then it was Claude who finally caught what I had been thinking and Jean Jacques thinking wrong, he then laughed.

“Haha... What do you think I want.”

I honestly feel ashamed of myself. Because it's your fault! Don't use that fucking face when you say something that can make people misunderstand assholes!

All right now that's it. Going back to the main topic I opened my mouth seriously when knowing the element of its meaning.

“Why do you want my power? Aren't you as a ‘Wizard’ step thing on this continent and you are said to be a gifted genius child. What exactly is your intention?”

“Don't be too serious like that, Saint. I really have no other meaning. Only we use this as forming a contractual cooperation. I want your power and in exchange you can use me. Not that it's a very attractive offer.”

Did he have absolutely no self-respect when he said I could take advantage of him.

Yeah, actually it's not too bad for a contract agreement. The problem is why he wants my strength, what exactly is he planning? Though he himself was already strong as a Wizard at a young age.

But, seen as anything if I asked him he wouldn't answer, I'm sure of that.

I sighed and spoke with a frown, “What can be an advantage for both sides?”

“His luck. I can reach my goal. As for you, anything that could be a possibility you use me.”

“Is that really all? You didn't tell me to waste my life after seeing the incident in the dungeon right?”

“Haha, certainly not. Do I look that cruel?”

Yeah, that's you.

Set aside what goals he wants to achieve. Whereas if I make a contract with him and take advantage of his name is not the profit I get far more than his personal profit. Claude La Zariel, was not an ordinary prince, but a future ruler of this land.

I grinned to see this great opportunity come like the source of the jackpot.