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 23

For me―Rofemia Mu Austria, the intense battle unfolding before my eyes was literally of another dimension.

The legendary creature, the Blood Death Dragon.

And my dear Prince, Esmeralda Dia Vefeld.

I was utterly unable to recognize the super-fast movements of both parties, and I was forced to acknowledge my own lack of strength once again.

I really wanted to assist, but I knew I would only be in the way.

So from a distance, all I could do was cheer,

“Please do your best, Esmeralda-sama!”

Being so far away, it was difficult to even offer support through magic spells.

I understood it logically.

The Blood Death Dragon was too strong.

It would be absolutely safer to hide myself than to remain here.

But…

―”Don’t worry. I’ll take down the Blood Death Dragon myself. For you elves.”

Prince Esmeralda was fighting for our sake, putting his life on the line.

There should be no benefit for him to fight the Blood Death Dragon.

Rather, this situation only puts him at great risk.

Yet, the compassionate Esmeralda-sama is fighting with a resolve to die for our sake. So, how could I possibly flee to safety?

“It’s… it’s incredible…”

Not only that.

Prince Esmeralda is engaging in an equal or perhaps even superior battle with two Blood Death Dragons, considered to be legendary monsters.

It’s as if he knows perfectly what the next move of the Blood Death Dragons will be.

And as if he knows what attacks are their weaknesses.

Esmeralda-sama is dodging the enemy’s attacks with minimal movements and striking back accurately at the dragons.

Truly incredible.

Even if all of us elves band together, we would surely struggle against two Blood Death Dragons.

No―it’s not even an equal match; rather, Esmeralda-sama seems to have the upper hand.

It seems like the movements of the Blood Death Dragons are gradually slowing down, possibly due to running out of stamina. In contrast, Esmeralda-sama still seems to have plenty of energy left, so victory for Esmeralda-sama seems likely…?

“Take thisssss!”

“GYAAAAAAA!!”

Esmeralda-sama’s powerful strike made the first Blood Death Dragon collapse onto the ground. How could someone with a human body exert such force? It was a sword strike truly beyond human comprehension.

The other one remains.

Just when I thought with this momentum, he surely could win, the next moment happened.

“Amazing onii-chan, you really defeated it!”

From the doors of the party venue, an elf child burst onto the scene.

If I recall correctly, he was a mischievous child named Lerben…

“Ah…!”

Unintentionally, I let out an absurdly loud voice.

This is bad.

The position where Lerben appeared was closer to the Blood Death Dragon than to Esmeralda-sama. At this rate…!

“Guo…?”

And the intelligent Blood Death Dragon wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.

“Eh, ah…!”

“GUOOOOOOO…!”

The Blood Death Dragon began to open its large mouth towards Lerben, who had just sat down on his buttocks. It aimed to unsettle Esmeralda-sama by exploiting his kindheartedness.

“…”

For a moment, Esmeralda-sama cast his eyes towards the Demon Sword.

But perhaps deciding it wouldn’t be in time, incredibly, he charged directly towards the Blood Death Dragon’s mouth.

Diving into the flames he had always managed to avoid until now.

“Esmeralda-sama―!”

Before I knew it, I was screaming at the top of my lungs.

I can’t believe the world’s strongest Esmeralda-sama would die.

I can’t imagine Esmeralda-sama, who always leads us, losing to anyone.

But―even so, I couldn’t shake off a bad feeling.

Esmeralda-sama is… prepared to die…!!

Several seconds later.

“Hah… Resorting to petty tricks now, you damn monster…”

Esmeralda-sama, holding Lerben tightly, revealed his usual defiant smile amidst the black smoke.

But his body was far from unscathed.

His whole body was trembling, and various parts of his body were covered in wounds. Even his usual defiant smile seemed somewhat strained.

“Hey, are you alright, kid…?”

“Yeah, yeah…!”

Looking at the child sobbing in his chest, Esmeralda-sama let out a faint smile.

“Then that’s good. At least you can live and return home safely.”

With trembling hands, Esmeralda-sama cast a light magic spell towards the Blood Death Dragon that had revealed an opening.

It was the high-level magic spell, “Holy Sword Dance (Seiken Ranbu).”

A powerful spell that mercilessly pierces the target with countless holy swords of light.

No matter how formidable the Blood Death Dragon was, now weakened by the prolonged battle, it couldn’t escape suffering a fatal wound.

“GYUAAAAAAAAAA…”

With a scream, the second Blood Death Dragon also fell to the ground.

But―I couldn’t feel any joy from this victory.

“Esmeralda-sama! Esmeralda-samaaaa―!”

I rushed towards Esmeralda-sama, who had lost consciousness, with all my might.