I feel like mom doesn’t really intend to have them go to battle. I mean, what meaning would it have to send eight old people to the battlefield? I think she just wants them to help out with resolving the issue. They’re considered eight highly experienced, knowledgeable and wise people. I think mom’s trying to get them to assist financially by threatening them with their lives.

“Thank you, your highness. Thank you. Your highness, we beg you, please appease her highness. We’re already several hundred years old. We just want to spend our remaining time in peace and appreciating our life under the ancient tree. We have no desire to go to battle. Furthermore, what use would we have? Blades cannot harm an Earth Dragon. They… They cannot be killed!”

“Liar.”

I looked down at the crying elders.

Lucia drew her blade as she stared at them out of the corner of her eyes and asked me.

“Your highness, do you want me to silence them?”

I shook my head, crouched down, looked at them, and said: “If they can’t be killed, then how do you explain these Earth Dragon scales in my hand? As long as it has life, it can definitely be killed. Tell me. Tell me the living habits of Earth Dragons and everything related to them, and I’ll go convince her highness.”

The leader of the eight wiped his eyes, and trembled as he asked with disbelief: “Your highness… Why do you wish to know about that? You must not let something happen to you again. If something happens to you, we really will lose our heads. Do you know how many people were executed last time when you almost died? You must not let anything happen to you. If something were to happen to you, her highness really will slaughter the entire city.”

“If you don’t tell me, your heads will roll right now.”

Lucia looked at them, folded her arms, bet down slightly, and said to one of them at their side: “When the prince asks you a question, answer it, and spare the useless nonsense!”

“Right, right, right But all the books related to Earth Dragons are at our homes, we do not have them here with us.”

I stood up and said: “Let’s go to your house then. Let’s go now.”

I suddenly turned around, looked at Lucia who was following me and said: “Oh yeah, Lucia…”. She paused for a moment, and asked: “What is it?”

“Well I think mom put a spell on the palace doors As soon as I leave, she’ll find out… Could you take me outside via another route?”

She nodded, and said: “The spell was only cast on the door, so if we jump over it, then you’ll be fine. You can’t fly, nor are you as dexterous as I am, so I’ll just carry your over.”

Stunned, I looked at Lucia who was much smaller than I. Pulling me up from the floor would be difficult for her, and she’s saying she’s going to carry me over the palace doors? Please don’t underestimate the doors. They’re four to five metres tall. She’s skilled and dexterous so jumping over the door on her own won’t be a problem, but she’s bringing me along for the ride?

“It’s okay, my wind elves will help out.” Lucia seemed to be able to see my hesitation. She just jumped up and down casually, but her jump height easily exceeded the imagination of humans. It’s more accurate to say that she flew up, except she’s only gliding in the air.

Say, uh You’re wearing a skirt, so could you be a show a bit more self-awareness?

I asked a final question.

“And also I’m going against mom’s will here, so why aren’t you stopping me, Lucia?”

Lucia is the captain of the imperial palace’s secret guard unit. They take orders directly from my mom. In my mind, she’s not only my fiancé, childhood friend and bodyguard, but also a pair of watchful eyes whose job is to keep tabs on me.

She tilted her head to one side, squinted her sleepy looking eyes, and asked: “Huh? Why do I have to stop you?”

“You said you wanted to leave, so I’ll help you leave. I’m your fiancé. As your fiancé, it’s a given that I must support you, right?” And even if something does happen, you’ll protect me, so I’m not worried.”

Could you please not say something so touching while looking at me like it’s completely natural? I’m starting to understand why this prince likes her. Lucia is a little silly, always looks like she’s half-asleep, she’s not shrewd, and has no confidants. So her love for the prince is sincere and devoid of selfishness. No one could resist her passionate and sincere love.

I stretched my hand out tightly grabbed Lucia’s small white hand. The corner of her mouth lifted up into a grin. She grabbed my hand, turned around to face me, got up on her toes and gently kissed me on the lips, and said: “I love you… my prince.”

Sorry everyone, but I’ve been conquered.

I couldn’t give a shit if I’m the elf prince or not! All I know right now is that I like Lucia! I’m the one that’s going to marry her at the end, so who cares if I’m the real prince or not. Wait. I am the real prince!

I lightly pulled her in at her hips, and she followed into my embrace. She hugged me around my neck and I could see a blissful look in her squinty eyes. I slowly leaned over, and went for her gentle and exquisite lips.

” Your HighnessLet us be on our way!”

Tch!

You people really know how to rain on my parade.

Maybe I should’ve just let Lucia slit their throats back there.