Uranium: The Jinxed Prince
The Jinxed Prince 13's

Not even a week passed since the first snow fell on Lionheart.7 days is common for most people, or maybe 7 days that are very memorable for some others, he said, but for a young man 7 days is a period of time enough to overturn his life.

Since 5 years ago, he was just a child who lived and grew up alone in the forest, accompanied by a white tiger who intertwined nitrogium with him. He also doesn't have to worry about food.

If you want to eat meat, just hunt with the help of magic power.

If you want to eat fruits, you can take as you like wild fruits that grow throughout the forest.

But now, for the sake of just a few dishes of food, the young man must be willing to let both his hands shrivel under the flow of ice-cold water in this season.

"Mr Shawn, can you wash the dishes even faster? In order to get your work done faster too," says Hilda, the bespectacled woman called "Beautiful Lady" by Rein. The woman made it back to her glasses when she saw how slow Shawn's hands were working. It's been about 30 minutes since he left Shawn, but until now he's back all the laundry is not done.

Shawn sneered.

Actually it's not that Shawn can't wash, even this kind of work has become his daily food first. But the thing is, Shawn doesn't recognize the things that are here at all.

Square metal tools that can spray soap evenly onto the surface of the plate?

Also... netting objects that can move on their own what is this?

In the forest, Shawn did use plates, glasses, and other cutlery that this inn also used. But the washing equipment is completely different! For years Shawn had only washed with a sponge or wash coir and soap that Shawn had to move by hand. Washing Shawn's clothes just soaked them in the stream, banging them with logs, then basking them in the hot sun. When the sun goes down and the clothes dry, that's a sign the clothes can be lifted and put into the house.

Oh, for information, Shawn gets the clothes every 2 years from the Marquess who put it near the forest border.

You could say, Shawn lived like an age before magic tools were developed as advanced as they are now.

Though only 5 years I live in the forest, but very fast technological development here.

It's all because the kid doesn't know that manners! shawn grumbled in his heart. The young man only learned of the 'covenant' that Rein made when the food on the plates was up and Hilda came to their table saying, "Mr Shawn, please, can you help me clean up the tables here?"

At first only Shawn's right eyebrow was raised and with a little weight the young man was willing to help. But without Shawn knowing, as long as he helped Hilda, Rein had already run away from nowhere, leaving Shawn alone who pecked when asked to wash dirty dishes in the kitchen.

"Master, that's not the way," finally the anxiety that Hilda had been trying to hold in her unstoppable heart, unceremoniously seizing dirty dishes and a square metal tool filled with soap from Shawn's hands, "don't keep moving irregularly so, the soap splashes everywhere!"

Shawn until reflex closed one eye when the woman next to him so piercing hearing.

"I'm sorry,." said Shawn softly, "I suck...."

"Eh?" spontaneously Hilda stopped and looked towards Shawn who was now looking down with a gloomy expression. Guilt also gnawed at the bespectacled woman. "No, I'm the one who should be sorry for yelling at Mr. Shawn. Though obviously the Master who is a man must not be accustomed to this kind of work..."

Silence accompanied a pair of young people who were both down in the kitchen.

"I'm not very good at washing dishes" said Shawn suddenly, "but if taught, I certainly can." he continued, so small the young man's voice was almost inaudible at the end.

Hearing such a remark coming out from the lips of a young man, Hilda raised her gaze. The corner of his lips lifted when he saw the pair of red beads moving to and fro behind Shawn's lowered face.

"Alright, I'll be happy to teach it" Hilda said, extending a hand, making Shawn look at her. "I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Hilda, owner of the Moon's Bright Inn. Mr. Shawn can just call me 'Hilda."

Ah.... It turned out that the bespectacled woman who had been accompanying him was not just an ordinary worker, but the owner of this inn. No wonder he was willing to give free food, the money must be a lot.

Shawn received the hand. To be honest, he's not sure. He said he would learn it just for the sake of their free food while here to keep going, but learn a job he had never done before...

...the prince does not know.

***

The bell above the entrance rang. A woman with three daughters walked in with a smile. But their smiles had to fade away as soon as they saw the 'lifeless' face of the innkeeper they were staying at lying at the reception desk.

"Hilda's? What the hell happened to you?"

The woman called Madame Raisa laughed at Hilda's reply. "Ruler, Hilda. New workers are used to making mistakes. Just guide him for the next few months, after that he will definitely be proficient by himself," said Mrs Raisa as if she had experience in this matter.

Hilda who was advised thus could only smile and nod, "Alright, thank you for the advice, Madam."

"No problem. The most important thing is that you have to prepare a steel-thick patience for the first 3 months!" raisa said one last time before going up the stairs next to the reception desk.

The corner of the lips that were forced to rise was instantly limp as soon as Raisa was nowhere to be seen again. "the first 3 months," muttered Hilda as she again placed the head that displayed a 'lifeless' expression on the table. He did not even know how long the young man and the child would stay here.

But if you can choose, I hope they don't stay here for 3 months.

"By the way," suddenly Raisa stopped once she remembered something, making Hilda who was already busy with her lament come to a realization and turned her head, "had Hilda heard anything about the Spleen City?"

"Newspaper? About what?" With just a few words that Raisa said, as if giving 'new life' to Hilda's expression, made the woman focus all her attention on the lips of the newly entered guest.

Just opening his mouth, he immediately paused his intention to speak when he realized the presence of his three daughters. "Renata, can you take your sisters to the room first? There's something I want to talk to Brother Hilda."

Spontaneous Hilda gulps her saliva. If Raisa told her children to go first because they thought they should not hear, then it is likely that the news that Raisa was trying to convey was bad news or maybe even terrible.

Either because he was a child, without denying the daughter who looked the highest among the three immediately agreed with the mother's orders with pleasure, then led her two sisters steps up the stairs.

"So, how do you mean by Madam?" hilda asked after making sure the backs of the three girls were nowhere to be seen again. For a moment Raisa was seen sighing, approaching the reception desk, then said softly, "The whole town of Spleen was eaten by a white tiger."

Hilda's hair immediately bristled with only one sentence sliding near her ear. "You're serious, Miss Hilda? None of them survived?" ask the woman not to believe. "Is Madam sure this is credible news?"

"Really, Hilda," said Raisa trying to convince. "I heard it myself from a merchant who had just returned from there this morning. He said he originally planned to stay there for 3 days as usual to trade. But when he arrived in the city, he found only blood and human corpses scattered all over the spleen. He said he also saw a white tiger there with a feather full of blood."

"Gosh, that's terrible, '" Hilda commented concernedly. Then, he remembered the faces of a pair of 'sister' who claimed to be victims of the attack of a tiger.

Are Mr Shawn and Rein also residents of the Spleen City?

"Right, it looks like 'The Blessing of the Roldwix Forest' is furious with them, '" Raisa continued along with a slash that slid from the lips.

"'The Roldwix Forest Blesser'?" In Lionheart there are several myths that only circulate in certain regions, one of which is the myth of the white tiger in the Roldwix Forest. The people who knew the myth were mostly residents there, so it was only natural that Hilda did not know.

Raisa nodded. "For the people of the Spleen, the white tiger is the animal that protects and blesses them from the Roldwix Forest, hence the nickname 'Blesser of the Roldwix Forest'..."

"It is ironic that the animals they worship are the reason for their death."

"Hilda!" raisa's reflexes slapped Hilda's face which she thought uttered a presumptuous sentence regarding one of the myths in this kingdom. While young women who got treatment that he never imagined could only look at with wide eyes.

Silence ruled where the two stood, until then Raisa's awkward laughter sounded. "Jeez, please forgive me Raisa, for what you said I was..."

"No, I should be the one apologizing," Hilda took a few steps back as Raisa tried to touch the cheek she slapped, "though I already know how important the myth is for this country but still can not control the way I talk. Please forgive me, Madame Raisa," still holding her hot cheek, Hilda bowed deeply.

"A-ah, no, I'm overreacting. My mind is too messed up because of the bad news that has been circulating lately. Then if you'll excuse me, I just remembered there was something I should have bought earlier." Raisa quickly turned around without waiting for Hilda's answer. The 3-bed woman stepped out of the inn, then turned into a narrow alley right next to the building.

It was as if coldness was trying to scrape off Raisa's skin as soon as she fused with the dark shadows there. A cold sweat ran through his body, and it became more and more pronounced just as he stopped in front of the tall figure hiding behind a dark robe. "S-I have conveyed as you ordered to the innkeeper, you also heard it earlier.", said Raisa trembling with her head down.

Trangs.

Without a single shred of time, a shabby brown pouch landed on the snow, with the distinctive sound of coins rubbing against each other inside. "Please promise me you'll keep spreading the word throughout the city despite receiving your reward."

"Of course, of course. I promise I will." Like a rat trying to stand firmly in front of a wolf, as soon as possible Raisa took the pouch and turned around, quickly away from the sight of the figure.

In the silence behind the shadows of the alley, the cloaked figure was still standing there, dissolving in various thoughts that were raging into one in his mind. A few moments later there was a slash that slid along with his hand that closed one eye. "Hopefully this news spreads faster than the 'news' they've created, let alone there are a few other ordinary folk whom I paid to spread."

"Shawn frost Uranium. For my promise as your brother."