Reincarnated as the Hated Villainous Prince, I Thought I Could Live Freely in This Life, but Unconsciously Acted Like a Saint ~Trying to Create an Evil Kingdom, but for Some Reason I'm Highly Respected by Everyone~ - Chapter 12

“Queen Clophe. First of all, I sympathize with the hardships you’ve faced. Though it’s not for me to say, I am deeply grateful that you have welcomed me here, despite your distrust of humans.

I begin by expressing my solidarity with the Queen.

Of course, I have many things to say, but I cannot be caught up in them alone. Even if it means suppressing my own opinions, I must first respect the feelings of the other party…

That’s the best way to get through the situation.

The experience of being relentlessly harassed by terrible bosses comes in handy in the most unexpected ways.

Kukuku… In this life I will make sure that my views prevail.

“If I may speak frankly, I too am disgusted with the current King of Vefeld. He wouldn’t hesitate to trample on others for his own gain… It didn’t take long for me to be labeled incompetent when I grew tired of such days.”

“…………”

“That is why I want to make a change. I want to change the current King of Vefeld, who has become tainted with filthy desires.”

Clap clap clap.

Despite my serious life story, Sword Emperor Mirua applauds in tears.

Hey, stop it, it’s embarrassing.

Rofemia is also touched and says: “As expected from Esmeralda-sama…!” But let’s leave them alone for now.

“Let me make one thing clear. The one who is orchestrating the kidnapping of the elves is Princess Yurisia Li Vefeld. I have nothing to do with it, and our relationship is extremely bad.”

“Yes, I am aware. That Yurisia is the leading candidate to be the next ruler. That the humans glorify such a person.”

“That’s why we have to stop her, isn’t it? What will become of the elves if Yurisia really becomes the next ruler?”

“…………”

Heh heh heh, she seems to be wavering nicely.

As much as I hate to be grateful for my former life, the hardships of being a corporate slave weren’t in vain.

The company I worked for was incredibly black-hearted, trying to sell ordinary snacks in bulk that nobody wanted.

Of course, they didn’t sell.

Because if you looked hard enough, you could buy them cheaper from other suppliers.

So what do you do? You resort to a shouting strategy that plays on the other party’s emotions.

“So you’re saying you want to stop Princess Yurisia? You want to rebel against the kingdom?”

“Yes… That’s what I’m saying.”

It’s obvious when you think about it.

Even with a disguise, it makes no sense to send Princess Rofemia, the heir to the throne, on a mission. If she were to be captured, it would be an irrevocable disaster.

In other words, the Elf Kingdom must have been desperate…

But Rofemia, who should have reached the royal castle safely, was attacked by soldiers along the way. It’s a confidential matter for a royal to venture into a dangerous area; the only explanation is an internal leak.

Which means that here, in the Elf Kingdom…

“Come out, you scum.”

I cast a fireball spell, a low level fire attribute magic, on a specific room.

It’s a spell of negligible power, but if my prediction is correct…

“Whoa…!!”

Sure enough, a man suddenly emerges from the seemingly empty room, awkwardly dodging the fireball.

He’s not an elf, of course.

Dressed in the uniform of the Royal Army, he’s unmistakably a man from the Third Division.

Just as I thought, bingo.

Men from the Third Division, led by Yurisia, have infiltrated to kidnap elves.

Just like in a power struggle, they’re worthless, lurking in the shadows.

“Eh…!?”

“When did he…!?”

Queen Clophe and the elves present look surprised.

“That’s the way Princess Yurisia works. She concocts vile schemes in secret, never getting her own hands dirty… It’s disgusting.”

“…………”

“Queen Clophe. If you find it difficult to trust me, I won’t insist. But I personally dislike Princess Yurisia… so let us handle this, please.”

“Esmeralda-sama…”

That settles it.

I deliberately used the Third Division to boost my own reputation, and now even Queen Clophe seems to be thoroughly moved.

“Damn… Prince Esmeralda, what are you…! We have orders from Princess Yurisia!”

The soldier draws his sword in surprise.

“So what? You dare to draw your swords against me, a prince?”

“Guh…!!”

“Well, it’s too late to beg for your life. Be prepared.”

“How insolent! Who would beg for their life…!”

Apparently he has decided to stand his ground, which means there are probably many more of them hiding.

“Mirua and Rofemia. I need your help. Are you ready?”

“Of course! I swear in the name of Sword Emperor Mirua that I will see us through this ordeal!”

“Please let me support you as well!!”

At my call, Mirua draws her sword and Rofemia retrieves her staff.

They both seem ready.

“Prince Esmeralda… I am so proud of you.”

Even as she prepares her sword, Mirua looks at me with a rapturous expression.

“I will follow you for the rest of my life. You do not simply accept your position as a prince, but you seek to right wrongs and manifest justice… You, Prince Esmeralda, are without a doubt what this world needs.”

TL note: Sorry for the slow update, I’ve been busy this past few days.