How To Survive as a Crazy Prince

Chapter 102

After roughly finishing the post-cleaning, I first took my bag and headed to the infirmary. It’s tempting to (metaphorically) beat up professors who might be in a panic, but it’s always possible.

“… … Crown Prince.”

“How are you, are you okay?”

On the bed in the infirmary, Byte, a taciturn commoner wearing glasses, was sitting with his back leaning against the bed. There was a book on her lap, probably from reading, and Marianne dozed off in the caregiver’s chair next to her, hugging a cushion.

“Thank you very much for your help on this matter. I am overflowing with gratitude for my trivial verbal skills… … .”

“That’s it. I asked if you were okay?”

“… … yes. We are recovering quickly.”

As he said, bytes didn’t seem to have any major problems, except for looking a little tired. I wondered if there would be a permanent problem, but it seems like it was an understatement.

“What book were you reading?”

“This is the book Marianne brought me. I don’t like it very much, but I read it because I couldn’t sleep.”

Byte held up the cover and showed it. It was a novel that had several books on Ber’s bookshelf. I’m a little curious about what the novel within the novel will be like.

“Um… … customer? Ah, ah! Woah, Crown Prince! Wait a minute, I’ll prepare the tea right away!”

Rubbing her eyes, Marianne woke up, saw me, and rushed outside. Soon, the sound of preparations was heard. Byte looked at Marianne’s silhouette through the fabric surrounding the bed, then turned to me.

“… … What happened to Carte?”

“Fromm is using torture under the guise of healing. I told you not to kill me, but I don’t know what will happen.”

“Is that so.”

“You can say it’s ugly.”

“It looks good.”

“It’s okay to curse at me as a damn child. He’s a piece of trash.”

“I agree, but I don’t mind using harsh words in front of the Crown Prince.”

Byte raised her eyebrows and giggled. In the original work, the movement was described as a ‘somewhere scary laugh’, but in reality, it was just a little shy.

“Anyway, I heard about your heroic deeds from Marianne. You did a great job.”

“… … no. Because I couldn’t achieve anything in the end.”

“It’s because you failed that Marianne was able to ask me for help. Ultimately, it is a success.”

“I’m glad you said that.”

Soon Marianne came in, holding a teacup with trembling hands. I carefully took the tea and took a sip. Compared to Katyusha’s ride, it’s a bit simple, but the instant-like feel isn’t bad.

“Then, the introduction is over, let’s ask directly.”

“yes.”

“I heard that you are from a merchant family, but why did you come to the Knights Academy?”

Byte pondered over the answer to my question for a while.

“… … It is to make money.”

And he answered honestly, just like he did to Eugene in the original work.

“The cadets of the Academy of Knights are the ones who will belong to the next army, so make good connections there and take a favorable position in the distribution of weapons after graduation. My parents forced me.”

“So, how are you doing?”

“I’m not very friendly, so I can’t get much of a harvest.”

I thought so too. In the original work, it is Byte who joined the Revolutionary Army after only confrontation with the nobility. Whether Eugene was present or not, that part was not very different.

“I’m frankly lousy as a prosecutor, so I hope to get a job as an accountant at random. As long as it’s a ledger, I can use it well.”

The fact that the dream is not particularly big is the same as the original. Compared to Eugene, who is completely crooked, I feel very comfortable dealing with her.

“Then how about coming under me?”

“… … Under the crown prince, you mean?”

As if Beit was surprised by my suggestion, he asked, widening his eyes and correcting his posture.

“okay. I want you to be my exclusive accountant.”

“Coke, Coke! Ah, sin, sorry!”

Marianne coughed in surprise. And although Byte was happy to receive such a good offer, he was restless, unable to express himself.

“… … I’m sorry, but I still lack a lot in my body.”

“Bars, bites?! why?!”

But when Byte refused, he was startled and screamed. And when he looked at me, he didn’t know what to do. Such a commoner reaction is a bit funny for no reason.

“I am the one who judges whether you are lacking or not.”

I expected to be rejected. The Revolutionary Army’s accounting was also a byte that he had initially refused. Do not rush into uncertain matters.

Getting those bytes to work is simple.

“I prepared an assignment. Let’s see how well this one works.”

Anyway, it’s going to give the job a go.

I took out a bunch of papers from the bag I was carrying and put them on the table. It was documents related to money, such as receipts from Katyusha and bills from the Azmash Workshop.

“These documents… … ?”

“It’s money-related papers anyway. Is it very messy? I tried to organize it myself recently, but it didn’t work.”

It was a receipt collected by Katyusha, who was not familiar with letters in the first place. As long as it was a number, it could be entered and corrected to some extent, but proper accounting was too much for Katyusha.

“Can you organize it in 5 documents or less? Please confirm any errors or inaccuracies.”

This is an unreasonable request.

“These stacks are 5 sheets, you mean?”

However, the eyes behind Byte’s glasses were rather lively and sparkling.

The reason is simple. This is because Byte is a severe workaholic.

“Well, it might be difficult now that I am sick. You can do it later.”

“no. I will do it now.”

A serious workaholic, a paper maniac, who burns up the more he is given unreasonable assignments.

“It was a car that I just couldn’t stand being bored. It sounds like you’ll enjoy it.”

Accounting Pervert, that was the nickname among Byte’s readers.

“Me, me. Are you okay? If you don’t complete it properly, you will be punished… … ?”

“I won’t do that, so don’t worry, Marianne.”

I waved my hand at Marianne, who asked anxiously. Then, to explain the details of the assignment, he looked at the bytes again.

“… … .”

Byte had already started reviewing the documents piled up on the table. The tips of the cleanly polished glasses glistened in the light.

“I don’t think I need to explain anything.”

I am already looking forward to how perfect the results will be. Marianne was looking at such bytes with a distraught expression. There was something very sad about it.

“I’m sorry that work took away what could have been a good atmosphere.”

“Oops. Oh no. I like working hard, so it’s okay.”

When I apologized, Marianne shook her head in embarrassment. Compared to the girls around her, her surprisingly ordinary cute reaction was funny and strangely emotional.

‘… … Why did I suddenly think of it?’

For some reason, I was reminded of Iris, even more so.

two days after that.

In the meantime, I ripped off a portion from the professors who were related to Carte, and my wallet got thicker. It was full of checks, not bills.

As expected, the circumstances in which Carte was taking bribes and turning a blind eye to this and that were captured, and I was able to threaten the professors with excitement.

‘I’m not at all excited about the fact that I’m a commoner professor in a lecture where most of the commoners are the main subjects.’

If you think that fighting between the poor and the poor at the instigation of the nobles is the reality of iron-blooded people, you can’t help but laugh. It is a very rotten country.

‘Maybe that’s why most of the commoners are supporting the corps commander.’

I realized that the evaluation of me in the world is still not very good. I am proud that I am taking a step that attracts attention, but I am lacking something big.

‘If you say something big, it must be the Colosseum.’

The event where Eugene intensely appealed to everyone about his existence was not far off. Let me use it to my heart’s content this time.

Thinking about that, I opened the door to the infirmary.

“Are you the Crown Prince?”

As soon as I opened the door, what came into my sight was Byte, who was looking at documents at the desk where the person in charge usually sat. The outfit is a patient uniform, but the atmosphere is very doctor-like.

“Is it okay if I don’t lie in bed?”

“Doing paperwork in bed hurts my back, so I use a desk. The body has fully recovered. I’m a little worried that the word to leave the hospital doesn’t come out… … .”

“Maybe I can’t let them out because I noticed. I’ll ask later.”

I went over to my desk and looked at the receipts covering the desk. There were a lot of checks on this and that, so the image that I was working on something was definitely conveyed.

“I gave it to you, but it’s a lot. Was the tidying up too much?”

“It’s done.”

But that was all, so I asked if it was too much, and Byte answered calmly and handed me the documents he was holding.

“Chapter 4?”

“Four chapters were enough. Because the figures themselves were simple things.”

I took the papers and examined them.

“… … This is interesting.”

From noble mtl dot com

It was a neat document, like a modern Excel document. This is the first time I have seen such a neatly organized chart document since coming here.

“Who taught you this theorem?”

“I measured what my parents used to do in my own way. It may seem too simplistic.”

“no. That’s enough. It looks very nice.”

The contents of the receipts and bills, which had been jumbled together, were surprisingly neatly compressed and filled the paper tightly, bringing a feeling of satisfaction that is difficult to describe.

“I never thought I could do such a great job. admired.”

“This is the first time I have been praised. Because my document doesn’t fit Sangvis’ format.”

“Burn all that boring stuff. What matters is the substance, not the appearance.”

I read each of Byte’s documents with pleasure. Finances that were previously unknown were available at a glance. It wasn’t very good, but considering the money collected from the professors today, it’s not that difficult.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“what?”

“There is evidence that you purchased an abandoned mine, but I would like to ask you about where it was used.”

It was a question about purchasing the abandoned mines of Caspal. Now that the Magic Stone has not been announced, it must have been questioned because it only felt like a meaningless expense. I like it.

“Good find. I won’t explain that later. other than that?”

“I feel a bit uncertain about the transaction between the Azmash workshop and the nobleman named Ivan.”

“Oh my. What is not clear?”

“… … I think we can make a more ‘good deal’.”

Simply put, it could make more money.

“indeed. Right. very good.”

It was the word I most wanted to hear. Especially about Ivan’s case.

“Awesome, Byte. You are my exclusive accountant from now on.”

I tapped Byte’s shoulder.

“You will soon touch the biggest money in Iron Blood. You can look forward to it.”

“… … I am sorry.”

Byte smiled shyly. I love how quickly you figure out that you now have no veto power.