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 3

Sword Emperor Mirua Laines.

At the age of 20, having achieved numerous feats and being (apparently) loved by many, I happen to have no noble blood.

If anything, my father was a well-known adventurer.

I was born with exceptional talent, and through my own efforts I have continued to save many people-and in the process, I have heard an incredible story from a reliable source.

-The Vefeld royal family is leading an invasion of other lands.

-To achieve their goals, they first kidnap and murder nobles from neighboring countries.

At first I doubted my ears, but it wasn’t an “impossible story”.

For the same thing happens in the Kingdom of Vefeld.

Secret parties to play with children, kidnapping elves who are considered long-lived to trade their blood, and the illegal sale of drugs that should be internationally banned…

Of course, the royal family doesn’t openly direct these activities, but they don’t actively crack down on them either. Princess Yurisia, in particular, is even buying elf blood with them.

I could not stand that.

Despite my less fortunate background, I’ve had to endure considerable disadvantages.

While they strictly regulate the commoners in public, they themselves indulge in the sweet nectar of privilege.

That’s why I came here to find out the truth.

Fortunately, the royal family is currently looking for a “sword instructor” for self-defense.

So, while officially helping to train the royal family, if the royals really extend their malevolent hands to neighboring countries, I would form a resistance and correct the world.

That was my purpose.

It was in this process that I met him – Prince Esmeralda, the fifth prince.

His eyes were once clear, but as time passed, a cloud began to form. The serious sword training he once practiced gradually became more and more disorderly, I could feel it clearly.

It’s not surprising. The royal family is all trapped by their desires.

Even Prince Malroc, the only one he was close to, fell ill – probably a setup, I think – and it wouldn’t be surprising if he despaired of the world.

His talent with the sword surpassed anyone else’s, so it was a great waste… With the royal family in such disarray, it was no wonder that a lazy character was formed.

I felt sorry for him, but I am a commoner after all.

Without interfering with his feelings, I decided to serve as his sword training partner for the time being.

-However, I lost today.

I was able to hold back the first attack, but for the “Dragon Flame Dive” that followed, I got heated up and used about seventy percent of my true power.

He survived that attack unscathed.

Even though I held back, I honestly have no confidence that I could win if I really crossed swords.

His strength was in another dimension.

I was moved.

Although he was in a situation where he could have lost all hope of living, he continued to persevere and train in the sword-his circumstances overlapped with my past, and to be honest, his slightly troublesome face is incredibly my type, and I actually want him to stay that way, but still, I only feel respect for him for continuing to persevere under difficult circumstances.

…And so I found myself attracted to him.

He may have laughed with a villainous air, but I know his serious nature well.

What will he, who has continued to train in secret, do next?

What kind of light will he shine on this rotten country?

I had no basis, but somehow I had an intuition that he might be the person to change this country.

★ ★ ★

I think.

If there’s one thing I regret from my previous life, it’s that I didn’t play around with women more.

I had people I was interested in, but I was completely ignored, or even if I managed to have a relationship, it was stolen by a playboy…

Of course, with my unimpressive face and low salary, I had no charm.

But this life is different.

Apart from my royal status, my looks aren’t bad either. In fact, I think I’m quite handsome.

So, disguised with Mirua, I tried to hit on a passing woman.

“Damn, how should I approach her… I have no idea…”

Even though my status and appearance have been renewed, it seems that my non-existent popularity mentality hasn’t changed.

Especially in Japan, where an old man just talking to a woman would be exposed on social media, I’m really afraid to even approach her.

“Um, what are you doing, Your Highness?”

Mirua, who had been following me, looked confused.

“N-nothing…”

I almost panicked, but that would be a total loss of face for the villainous prince. Even though I had decided to live as I pleased, I didn’t want to give up my pride. The type of villain I wanted to be could be summarized as follows:

– Never shirking the effort necessary to achieve a goal

– Always remain calm, not easily disturbed by trivial matters

– Often wearing a meaningful smile in the midst of a situation

– Standing by your convictions and not being swayed by authority figures

There may be more, but that’s the gist of it. In other words, showing a defeatist attitude to Mirua right now would seem petty and far from cool.

“Hahaha… Mirua. A member of royalty cannot win the hearts of the people simply by sitting in lavish estates. Those who ignore the will of the commoners do not deserve to rule. Don’t you agree?”

“…!”

What’s this? I’m not sure why, but it seems that my offhand remark has left Mirua visibly shaken.

…However, I’m in a bind.

Playing the cool villain is fine, but it won’t help me achieve my original goal. Namely, the vital mission for a man to have a charming lady by his side…!

Oops.

“Huh?”

While I was frozen in place, I saw a young girl darting into an alleyway, looking flustered. She seemed to be about my age, and from underneath the deeply hooded robe, I glimpsed her delicate features, but most of all, her breasts,

“Those breasts are unbelievably H☆U☆G☆E!!”

I found myself inadvertently muttering at the size of her breasts.

Some rough-looking men seemed to have noticed her allure as well and followed her into the alley, but I didn’t care.

For I am the villainous prince.

With the status of the fifth prince, I could easily steal a woman from any man.

“Let’s go, Mirua. As I thought, what I need to do is right here.”

With that declaration, I strode into the alley alongside Sword Emperor Mirua.

Hahaha… I’ll steal a woman for myself soon enough.