How To Survive as a Crazy Prince

“It’s a bad habit to eavesdrop on other people’s stories.”

“It was too interesting a story to ignore.”

Eugene, who was attached to the back of the building, answered me calmly and walked toward me. And sat down next to me.

“There will be no one but you who can shamelessly sit next to me like this.”

“The lady-in-waiting you usually take with you?”

“… … For now, I’ll just correct that I’m a student.”

It was quite annoying that the original’s attitude, which did not say a word, became crooked. It’s like the original Mikhail. Mikhail is me.

“Didn’t they tell nobles to learn firearms?”

“It did. Do you know the power of that weapon?”

“As a knight who can use magic and even firearms, I can’t imagine how strong he is.”

I am annoyed by the strangely sarcastic tone. He resembles the real Mikhail. The original, not me. Is this a reversed version of the saying that polar opposites eventually resemble each other?

“Are you a noble too? Are you saying you don’t want to learn?”

“I have no intention of becoming an aristocrat. I am not interested in the privileges you enjoy.”

“Hmm. Are you saying you want to live as a ‘commoner with magical powers’? If it was a family that wanted to adopt you, who has the magical power of water, it would have been widely spread.”

“My father died in Saratov as a commoner. I have no intention of having another father or living as an aristocrat.”

Rejecting the offer to come as an adoptee was the same as in the original story. I expected that he would be more realistic in reality, but in this respect, he is the same.

“So, do you have any complaints about nobles learning firearms?”

“It feels ironic that a weapon created by those without magical powers to fight is given to those with magical powers, that’s all.”

In the original story, nobles looked down on guns. Thanks to that, he was helpless by the revolutionary army led by Eugene armed with firearms. It’s pathetic.

But in this world, my remarks won’t do that. Even if armed with firearms, it is impossible to gain an advantage over the aristocrats (in fact, it was not so much an advantage in the original work).

Revolutionary forces in reality will have to make more difficult choices than armed forces.

“Otherwise, what, did you try to bring about a revolution by giving the common people guns?”

“I can’t say I never thought of it like that.”

When I said it provocatively, Eugene calmly agreed.

That was something I should never have said.

“… … hey. Do you know who I am?”

“I know.”

I got up and looked down at Eugene. There was no fear in Eugene’s eyes looking at me.

“Do you understand that I can condemn you as a traitor and have you summarily executed?”

I put my hand on the sword at my waist. If pulled out, it would take less than a second to drop Eugene’s head.

“Are you sure?”

Eugene looked at me intently.

“… … .”

If it was the original Mikhail, he might have cut it without hesitation.

“The tyrant image is a specification.”

But as of now, I couldn’t do that.

I clenched the sword I was holding and inserted it with a sound.

‘It’s unpleasant.’

Even though the power of the corps commander or the emperor was strong, it was easy to know how to deal with the character and set the flow of the story.

However, the knowledge of Eugene in the original work is hardly available to the current Eugene.

It’s like a ‘real person’, so annoying.

“I’ve stopped thinking about revolution and all.”

“That went really well. I’m not going to kill you.”

I sarcastically sat down next to Eugene again and crossed my legs.

“If you do it right, I think something will change even if I don’t start a revolution.”

“… … I really appreciate the high rating.”

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Eugene said as if acknowledging me. The answer was sarcastic, but not in a bad mood.

“So, what do you want to do?”

What will Eugene who does not revolutionize do? Are you looking for an appointment? I was genuinely curious.

“I want to do something, but I haven’t finalized the form yet.”

An ambiguous answer came back as I was busy thinking that it was like a real person.

“I’m just preparing first.”

“okay. what?”

“War.”

I looked at Eugene in shock at the unexpected words.

“If you want peace, prepare for war.”

Eugene looked forward and calmly recited Parabellum’s sentence.

“what… … ?”

I never thought that I would hear that from Eugene’s mouth.

“hmm? That’s what you said.”

When I was shocked, Eugene asked me what he was talking about. Come to think of it, there was a time when I brought it up as a provocation when dealing with Lenny.

“… … okay. You said that. You heard me well.”

I’m not sure how I heard that, but it’s strange to dig further in the current situation.

What the hell does Eugene know?

Maybe you already know what I don’t know.

“Well, that’s how it feels. Excuse me.”

Yujin put his words together and got up from his seat. He lowered his head slightly and walked away from the bench. I quietly looked at the back of her with a frown.

‘Damn it. I want to at least test my thoughts while torturing her.’

I feel like I can’t solve the first question on the math test paper. It is an indescribable frustration.

‘I only heard what I heard from my father, but can people change this much? Maybe Parabellum contacted Eugene first without my knowledge?’

A lot of speculation runs through my head. But nothing was certain.

All I know is the original. Whether it was intended in the original work or not, there is no way we could know about Parabellum, which was never covered anyway.

Did they try to put it in the second half with a twist, or did it fizzle out because they didn’t use it after setting it up? As a non-writer, I had no way of knowing.

However, they certainly did exist.

Continuing to agonize, I immediately sighed deeply and glared at the front.

‘I need to be more calm.’

The conclusion reached at the end of consideration was the improvement of the behavioral pattern so far.

‘Anyway, the only thing that’s certain is that not everyone could be happy even in the story.’

In the original story, I ended up with an unfortunate and tragic end.

Getting out of there means that someone other than me will face such an end. The target is probably, no, if you think simply, it will be Eugene with a high probability.

The suspicion that the current Eugene might be related to Parabellum further increased the possibility.

‘There is absolutely no reason to take advantage of convenience just because he is the main character of the original work.’

The one-sided inner intimacy is not helpful to any pair.

You have to sacrifice, if you have to sacrifice, you have to be determined.

My goal is a happy ending as Mikhail, not an ending where everyone is happy. You must not forget it.

“I’m sorry.”

As I was thinking about that, I heard a shrill voice. When I raised my head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, Mi-ryung was standing there with a frightened expression on her face. Folded ears and drooping tail make it look down on anyone.

“… … What are you sorry about?”

“Your expression doesn’t look good, so I wonder if it’s because of my animal smell… … .”

“Huh.”

Have I been taught that I have to mention the smell of animals every time I start talking? At this point, it’s too much.

“I often say things like the smell of animals, but I’ve never felt particularly offended. I don’t have a good sense of smell to notice it before then.”

“Yeah, that’s right. Excuse me. I am sorry if I have offended you.”

“Anyway, if the attitude of apologizing is unpleasant, would it be unpleasant? never mind.”

At my words, Mi-ryung was taken aback and tried to apologize, but then thought that it was a dissatisfaction and kept her mouth shut. There is an awkward awkward atmosphere.

“So what’s your business?”

“Ooh, first I want to say thank you. Compared to my performance, the rise was very high, so I am grateful for giving me something to do, albeit weak.”

When I asked, Mi-ryung bowed her head and poured out the words she had prepared like a rapid-fire cannon.

“The people in charge of the ranking review just rated you highly. You don’t have to thank me. If you saved me, thank you on the contrary. Thank you.”

“Oh no! I just did the right thing!”

Mi-ryung shook her head from side to side as if it was absurd. However, the tail was wagging frankly, so it was obvious at a glance that he was actually happy. I think I know why Dimitri likes Suin.

“Oh, and here! This is the fur of the wolf monster you entrusted. I just finished trimming yesterday.”

Mi-ryung opened the bag that was about to burst from her waist and took out the silver wolf fur that seemed to be the cause of the bag. It was a beautiful silver fur.

“Ohh. I completely forgot thanks.”

I took the fur from Mi-ryung and stroked it. It was surprisingly soft, but when brushed against the texture of the hair, it felt rough and hard. It feels like it has high defense power just by looking at it.

“It’s more wonderful than I thought. It’s perfect for the cold Iron Blood.”

“Thanks to the unscathed catch, I was able to clean it very neatly. It was a rewarding job.”

Mi-ryung smiled and agreed with me. If you suddenly think of a canine and a beastman skinning and grooming a wolf, isn’t it fratricidal? The thought crossed my mind, but I decided not to mention it.

“thank you. Make good use of the fur.”

“I will be happy if I can continue to be of help to the Crown Prince.”

When I was satisfied, Mi-ryung happily bowed her head in response. It was nice to see the attitude different from the usual attitude that was excessively withdrawn. It looked somewhat relieved.

‘Come to think of it, I wonder if this case has helped me escape from that tragedy.’

In the original work, there was an aristocrat who had an eye on Mi-ryung, who was not ranked well and did not fit well with the surroundings except for Dimitri, and tried to forcefully take her as a concubine under the pretext of being a knight.

Since then, Dimitri has been involved in it, and there has been a lot of trouble, but it is long to explain, and in the end, as I said, it ended in tragedy.

However, Mi-ryung now has a higher rank than the perverted aristocrats can cling to, and has become a well-connected existence. It seems that the person himself is not aware of it, but no one will be able to touch it easily now.

‘… … There are also children who are unintentionally saved.’

To be honest, to think that these saved children show up right after I thought about sacrifice and all. I was determined to do anything at all.

‘Sacrifice or what? In fact, I don’t know if I can just do whatever I want.’

Destiny or something might be more serious than I thought. I vaguely thought so.

And time passed, and it became the day of celebration.

Based on this day, the fate that was thought to be insignificant has flowed in a completely different line from the original work.