The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

As I felt a stinging sensation from Arisa, I let go of Precia’s hand that I was holding.

The moment I let go, Precia, still seated, slowly sheathed a sword that she drew at an unknown time, and Arisa’s neck was half-cut, spewing blood.

Perhaps due to her uncomfortable posture, Precia’s sword cut through Arisa’s magic barrier but only managed to slice half of her neck.

Precia glared at Arisa, who was spraying blood into the air.

“How dare you show murderous intent towards the young master. You must have a death wish.”

No, I think she’s already dead?

Contrary to my misconception, the blood spewing from Arisa’s neck went back inside as if time was reversing.

“Nyahahaha! It hurts! You damned bitch!”

You’re not dead from that?! What kind of monster are you?!

Arisa, who quickly used mana to create threads and stitched her half-cut neck while holding it, stood up from her seat and tried to swing her magic wand.

However, before Arisa could use magic, Precia kicked the rising Arisa from her seat, sending her flying.

Kicked towards the stage, Arisa spun in the air and launched dozens of crimson magic arrows.

“Nyahaha! Die!”

Precia, without even bothering to stand up, drew her sword again and sliced all the magic arrows while still seated.

The magic arrows shattered into pieces by Precia’s sword strike turned into mana particles and scattered in all directions, and the mana particles reflected by the lighting looked quite beautiful.

“Ooh~!”

The seated audience, thinking this was part of the show, gasped in admiration and applauded.

It was a natural reaction since they didn’t know what kind of madmen were in front of them.

“Are you going to fight too?”

As Precia pointed her sword at Nivel, Nivel showed an indifferent reaction.

“I’m not interested, so you two fight as you please. I’m in the middle of enjoying the performance, so don’t block my view.”

At Nivel’s words, Arisa stomped her feet and got angry at Nivel.

“Hey! You fight too! Your comrade was attacked!”

“You started it first over a trivial matter. And it seems you forgot the order not to cause a commotion again. I won’t care even if you die.”

At Nivel’s resolute declaration, Arisa burst into laughter while holding her stomach.

“Nyahahaha! Are you still sulking about what I did to you?”

“Ah, no, I’m not! You! Hurry up and kill her!”

Nivel cheered for Precia, not her comrade Arisa.

No matter how bad their relationship is, is it okay to cheer for the enemy?

While Precia was dumbfounded, looking at Nivel for her words, Arisa launched hundreds of magic arrows, this time as if making a surprise attack.

The countless magic arrows flying toward us gave us the feeling of sitting in the middle of a battlefield.

However, Precia swung her sword without even looking, and as if it was nothing, shattered the magic arrows into pieces.

Then she followed up by unleashing sword energy to attack Arisa.

“Nyahahaha! Still sitting down! This is the first time I’ve been so insulted in my life!”

Arisa, who blocked dozens of sword energy waves with a barrier, prepared her magic again.

“O King of Nothingness slumbering in the Underworld…”

Precia, who was watching Arisa chant a powerful magic spell, glanced at me.

She seemed to feel bad about moving first without my instructions.

“I apologize. Because of me…”

“No, you did well. It’s going to get noisy if we stay here, so let’s get out.”

As several exchanges continued, the audience seemed to slowly sense something was off and started murmuring.

I whispered to Abassael to leave the audience seats and take cover in the circus members’ waiting room once it quieted down, then escaped in Precia’s arms.

Although Nivel said she wouldn’t fight, in a situation where she could join at any time, it might be difficult for Precia to also protect Abassael.

For Abassael, who couldn’t use mana at all, it was safer and less conspicuous to move alone.

“Hey! Where are you going in the middle of a fight!”

Precia cut through the circus performance tent with her sword, not the entrance, and escaped through the gap, and Arisa angrily chased after me and Precia.

“Now, that was a realistic battle scene using magic that we prepared!”

Yard began to handle the sudden situation with a lively voice.

“We showed it specially today as an experiment. Wasn’t it amazing?”

Those who knew magic well would have recognized how great the destructive power of the magic Arisa used was and how powerful the sword strikes that shattered that magic were, and they would have been shocked.

However, the only ones who knew magic well among the people in the performance hall were Yard, Abassael, and Nivel.

Yard on stage drew the audience’s attention back to the circus performance by showcasing flashy card magic.

Seeing that, Abassael admired Yard’s handling of the situation while glancing at Nivel, who remained seated and was enjoying the performance with sparkling eyes despite her comrade Arisa leaving.

He wanted to confront her and ask if she still remembered him, if she was really the one who cursed him.

At the same time, he rationally realized that Nivel was his enemy and that, given her personality, she had already erased Abassael from her mind.

The wistfulness of past young love and the hatred spreading like wildfire throughout his body felt like an unhealed wound from his past foolishness of thinking they had a good relationship despite the age difference and that it was real love, even if not his first love.

“Grrr!”

Abassael, gritting his teeth, suppressed his emotions with difficulty and quietly got up from his seat and went outside.

He determined that the next time they met, he wouldn’t leave so meekly.

Nivel, still seated, remained completely uninterested in her surroundings.

Just like ten years ago.

“Nyahaha! Won’t you stop?”

Arisa flew through the air, chasing after me and Precia.

She occasionally fired magic arrows, but Precia dodged them effortlessly as if she had eyes on the back of her head.

“I’m worried about leaving Mr. Abassael with the circus troupe.”

Precia whispered to me, barely audible, and I grinned.

“It’ll be fine. The pink-haired one’s companion is extremely uninterested in others, and even though Abassael is a bit naive about the ways of the world, he’s not foolish enough to rush at the enemy when he can’t even use magic.”

If he was that kind of fool, even if he regained his magic, he would be useless.

“That information… Did you obtain it through investigation, as you mentioned during the day?”

“Well, yes.”

I laughed playfully, and Precia was impressed.

“What are you whispering about! Won’t you stop right now?!”

When Precia arrived at a sparsely populated farmland on the outskirts of the capital, she stopped and let me down.

It was winter, so it was still the fallow season, so even if the two fought, there wouldn’t be much damage.

Of course, it wasn’t a great place in the sense that the opponent could also fight without restraint, but it was better than potential casualties.

“Is it alright if I eliminate that ruffian?”

“As long as it doesn’t cause a commotion.”

If soldiers rushed in or victims appeared, it would be bothersome in many ways.

With my permission, Precia drew her sword.

Arisa, who followed later, laughed fiercely while exuding an ominous aura.

“Nyahahahaha! I’ll kill you! And add you to my collection!”

As the ominous mana spread in all directions, undead in armor staggered out of Arisa’s shadow.

If I had known this would happen, I should have taken the saint’s relic from the cathedral first, even if it caused a commotion.

With that relic, I could have at least prevented low-ranking undead from approaching.

“Don’t worry. I will protect you with my life.”

I felt reassured by Precia’s declaration.

It was pathetic of me to feel this way towards a girl younger and shorter than me, but I couldn’t help it since I was weak.

“I can protect myself to some extent, so don’t risk your life.”

-Meow~!

As if responding to my words, Navi cried. Hearing the Navi’s cry, Precia said with a smile:

“Understood.”

Arisa swung her magic wand first and controlled the undead.

Precia, wielding her sword, ran between the charging skeletons and destroyed their cores with concise sword movements.

The skeletons with their magic cores destroyed were nothing but bones.

“Nyahaha! This is just the beginning! Come out! Executioner Vivio! Dullahan Oculo!”

This time, a scarecrow-like rag undead and a headless knight poked their heads out of Arisa’s shadow.

“Rise up! Skeleton Mage Battalion! 2nd Knight Platoon!”

Then, pure white skeletons began to slowly crawl out.

Precia unleashed sword energy to destroy the undead before they all emerged.

“Hehehe! Protect Vivio and Oculo!”

At Arisa’s command, the skeletons protected the two named undead with their bodies to prevent them from being destroyed before summoning.

At the same time, she generated various magic spells and attacked Precia.

Precia, realizing it wouldn’t work, dodged Arisa’s attacks and began gathering mana in her sword.

Arisa also sensed something was off and began drawing out ominous mana.

As the two’s mana clashed, noisy sparks began to fly in the air.

“Nyahahahaha! I’ll make good use of your corpse!”

“I’ll make sure you’re cremated so you never rise again!”

Ah, no! The two’s mana was too strong, beyond expectations. This may be the outskirts, but it’s still the capital.

If the two used their full power and turned this area upside down, the capital defense army would naturally have to be dispatched.

Above all, if I got caught up in the aftermath, I wasn’t confident I would survive as a weakling.

I shouted urgently:

“I don’t understand! Since when did you start valuing such trivial rules? Ilyu Arisa! The Necromancer of Deadly Madness!”

At my words, Arisa stopped gathering mana, erased the smile on her face, and asked:

“Who are you?”

At her question, I laughed lightly.

“I told you, if I’m caught playing around by my elder, I’ll be scolded. If I tell you who I am, won’t you go and report it to the elder?”

Arisa hesitated at my words.

She wasn’t so lacking in wit that she couldn’t understand the meaning of my words.

“Are you also someone who serves an elder?”

“You could say that. But I belong to a different group than you.”

Of course, it’s a lie.

Why would I join those trying to kill me?

But my bluffing was enough to stop Arisa.

As the battle between Precia and Arisa entered a lull, I stepped forward and said:

“The queen won’t like it if you cause a disturbance like this, right?”

I prided myself on being stronger than anyone else in this world when it came to a war of words.

(To be continued in the next part)