It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 32 – Exiled Useless Prince, Even Showing Competence It's Too Late Edition... Begins?

“We’ve successfully completed the monster subjugation.”

Together with Tarsen, I came to report to the Ribauto marquis mansion.

Beldiha was passed out drunk at the inn.

Well, it’s the usual and I’m used to it.

In any case, I’ll probably return to the capital after this.

Though a short expedition, it was fun.

I also made a friend named Larba.

I’ll definitely never forget this journey.

That’s all well and good, but returning to the capital means I can resume my lovey-dovey rom-com with Misty.

Shouldn’t we hold hands soon?

“I see, that helps. I’ll report to His Majesty myself, so look forward to the rewards. By the way—”

“If possible, beyond that… huh?”

Sorry, I wasn’t listening. Um, what?

Gaizel smiled before turning toward me.

“Prince.”

“Yes.”

“There is a messenger from the capital waiting in the adjoining room. It seems he carries words from His Majesty. Shall I call him?”

“A messenger?”

Hm, I wonder what.

The messenger who came glanced at us before clearing his throat.

“My most beloved son Zeke. When you hear this, you will have safely finished monster subjugation with the knight order. Well done.

That aside, do you remember the mission I assigned you? Yes, deepening your knowledge. Surely you were too busy with monster subjugation to accomplish it.

Take this opportunity to leave the capital for a while and learn various things under Marquis Ribauto.

Furthermore, if as a result of deepening your knowledge, you achieve results that satisfy me, I’ll allow you to proudly return.”

“Huh, that means…”

The messenger said “with respect” while placing his hand on his chest.

“To state it again, His Majesty believes the prince will surely achieve some result. Until then, strive there… is what he says.”

“…………”

Seriously? Isn’t this essentially exile? Did an exile story suddenly start?

Showing incompetence to be exiled… I… was totally showing it. Showing it with ease.

Could even Father dislike me?

“Aaahhhh…”

I trembled while holding my head.

While I was taking mental damage, Tarsen stepped forward beside me.

“Ahh… pardon me during your conversation. By the way, what should we in the knight order do?”

“Yes, regarding the knight order, it’s fine to return leaving only minimal escort for the prince. As for where the prince lives and such… Marquis.”

When the messenger glanced, Gaizel nodded.

“Yes, it’s no problem. Originally our… no, please relax leisurely in the territory.”

After clearing his throat, Gaizel looked at the messenger, Tarsen, and me in order.

“Exiled useless prince from the capital, even showing competence it’s too late… no wait. This is different from conventional exile stories. This is legitimate exile. Why did it turn out like this?”

“Oi, what should we do? Zeke-sama’s been muttering since returning to the inn yesterday—did he break?”

“Hmph. He’s as usual. He’ll return to normal soon. He’s eating and using the toilet, and slept soundly at night. He’ll be fine.”

“Though he was having nightmares. So, what do we do? It’s already morning.”

“Hmph. There’s nothing particular to do. Shall we wait until Ted downstairs comes to call?”

“Right.”

I heard conversation in my brain.

Father was saying.

‘You couldn’t produce results… well, can’t be helped. I’ll dissolve your engagement with Misty Claudia.’

“…sa…”

‘Zeke-sama, though it was a short time, it was fun. However, I will engage with the person who becomes king.’

Uoooooh! Why?!

“…k…ma…”

No, I’ve worked so hard.

“Zeke-sama, Zeke-sama.”

“…Hm?”

When I suddenly noticed, Debut’s huge face was before me.

“Whoa! Your face is close!”

“Oh, you’ve awakened. Zeke-sama, they say the meal is ready.”

“Ah… meal… hm? Wait.”

I wonder why my head feels floaty.

It’s like I’ve been dreaming the whole time.

I mean, where is this?

“Um, Debut. I should be at the marquis’s mansion.”

“Hmph. That’s what you say the moment you wake up? Fine. Come downstairs—we’ll talk it over during breakfast.”

With hazy consciousness, I descended to the inn’s first floor and ate a meal.

At my table were Debut, Garim, and Ted.

After finishing most of it, I asked again.

“Um, can you tell me details about yesterday? Also, why these members?”

Ted blinked like ‘what are you saying,’ but Debut and Garim shrugged while explaining.

“First, the knight order except us returned to the capital.”

“The captain insisted on staying, but Captain’s Aide Tarsen persuaded him, though reluctantly.”

“And we remained as Zeke-sama’s escort. Ted is your personal attendant. Ted is considerate. It’s minimal personnel though.”

“I see, but why am I here when the knight order returned to the capital?”

The two made eye contact while clearing their throats.

“We also heard this, but we hear Zeke-sama received new orders from His Majesty. Right?”

“Hmph. If you achieve splendid results here, return to the capital. Conversely, if you don’t achieve results, don’t come back… and so—”

Finally Garim looked at Ted.

“Yes, hearing that, Prince Zeke became like a broken doll, they say…”

“A broken doll? Hahaha. No way I… seriously?”

But somehow I feel like I was in that state.

So it wasn’t a dream.

“Can I get some tea?”

“There’s no way there is.”

“That’s true, huh.”

I tried to calm down, but what doesn’t exist can’t be helped.

Still though…

“What results should I produce? What do you think I should do?”

When I asked the three, they pondered while groaning.

“Monster subjugation?”

“We just did that.”

“Hmph. We’re the knight order to begin with. Other than using muscle… oi, Ted, do you have anything?”

“Me?! Um… properly handling chores?”

“Zeke-sama doing chores isn’t happening.”

“Hmph. Rather than asking us, such things are best thought of by yourself.”

“That’s true too.”

While discussing what to do, an invitation arrived from the Ribauto marquis house asking if I’d accompany them on territory inspection.