It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 6 – VS Donbosco and a Helper

The Donbosco moved right and left as it attacked, but Garim and Debut coordinated well to skillfully fend off the attacks.

“Good good, you guys are doing great. I’m just watching, but keep it up.”

“Aren’t you going to do anything?”

“It’s not that I won’t. I can’t do anything! Please call me baggage.”

When I said it plainly, Pooka laughed, saying I was honest.

“Hey, masked guy. Don’t you have any ideas?!”

“Hmph. You with the mask. Since you came, do something!”

The two vanguards provoked Pooka.

“Alright, just hold on as you are.”

Pooka held his slender sword horizontally and ran his left hand along the middle.

Blood flowed, and red patterns spread across the sword.

“You two, just for a moment, stop its movement while keeping its body spread open.”

“Huh?”

“Hmph. Unreasonable!”

While complaining, Debut and Garim each spread left and right, forcibly holding down each of the Donbosco’s hands with sword and shield.

“Well done!”

Pooka charged forward with his sword in front.

“Swords don’t work on it!”

“Ordinary swords don’t!”

Pooka’s sword shallowly pierced the Donbosco’s chest.

[Blood Burst]

In an instant.

The Donbosco’s body swelled up, bulging in various places.

It spread throughout its whole body, and the Donbosco spilled blood from its mouth.

Immediately after, dark blood burst out from various spots, and the Donbosco died with a small sound.

What a brutal technique.

Even from the Donbosco’s corpse, dark blood continued flowing.

“We won…”

“Hmph. Somehow.”

“You were a mage.”

“Didn’t I say?”

“Hmph. First I’ve heard. But well done.”

“You too. I couldn’t have won alone.”

“Did you know that thing was here?”

“I thought it might be. I couldn’t win if I encountered it alone. Having vanguards to buy time helped.”

“Hmph. You’d better be plenty grateful.”

The three were complaining while praising each other.

Yeah, nice refreshing atmosphere.

Now then…

Looking into the hole in Donbosco’s body, I saw something faintly glowing.

The hole’s a bit narrow, but I can…

I rolled up my sleeves and groped around inside the Donbosco’s body.

“Your Highness, what are you doing? Blood on your sleeves…”

“Just a bit more… oh.”

I finally got it out.

“Hmph. Is that a necklace?”

“I saw something glowing, so…”

That was a lie—I knew it was inside the body from the start.

“That’s…!”

The moment he saw the necklace, Pooka hurried over looking flustered.

“From inside the Donbosco?”

“Yes, Donboscos have a habit of swallowing shiny things. Do you recognize this?”

“…Sorry, could you give that to me?”

Pooka asked with a solemn face.

I pretended to think for a moment, then handed it to Pooka.

“Well, I don’t need it anyway.”

“You’ve become quite humble. Do you recognize that necklace?”

“It’s what I gave to my dead sister.”

“Hmph. A keepsake.”

“Yeah, thank goodness.”

After that, we returned to the hill and watched as Pooka buried the necklace at the grave.

“Geez, what a day off this turned out to be.”

“Hmph. Who’d have thought it’d become a life-or-death battle?”

“You two are strong. As expected of intermediate swordsmen.”

“Hmph. We’re elites of the knight order. Intermediate swordsmen with one foot already in advanced level.”

“We’ll advance to the advanced level soon enough.”

They looked proud.

Actually, could these guys teach me the sword… probably not.

They don’t seem to like that sort of thing.

“Speaking of which, Zeke-sama can’t use swordsmanship or magic because…”

“Yeah, my excellent younger brother stole the teachers who were supposed to teach me.”

“Hmph. So the rumors were true.”

“Poor thing.”

Stop, don’t look at me with those eyes.

“A teacher, huh…”

Pooka, who had been sitting in front of the grave, slowly stood up and turned toward us.

“You said your name was Zeke, right? I can teach you magic and swordsmanship if you want. If you’ll hire me as your vassal, that is.”

“Huh, really?”

“Yeah, the town’s gone and there’s no one left to protect. My comrades went under Lindl Duke, but that’s a lord who didn’t even send reinforcements when the town was being attacked. I never liked him much to begin with, and I don’t feel like dedicating myself to Lindl Duchy now. Plus, I owe you for the necklace.”

“That would be great, but… are you sure?”

“Yeah… oh, I haven’t taken off my mask yet.”

When he removed his mask, he revealed a stubbled but quite handsome face.

“Ah!”

Behind me, Debut and Garim let out surprised voices, but I already knew his identity so it was nothing new.

“I haven’t properly introduced myself yet. I was originally the chief knight of Lindl Duchy—Rubert. I was demoted to Belze a while ago, but my skills haven’t dulled. So pay me a proper salary, yeah?”

Rubert grinned.