It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 91: Breaking the Spirit, and Breaking the Sword While I'm At It

I think the old me wasn’t the belligerent type.

Even if I was called a good-for-nothing Prince, I didn’t get angry because it was a fact, and even around the time I stopped being a good-for-nothing Prince to the extent people said, I almost never got angry when told so.

I never broke an opponent on my own initiative; if anything, I think I was on the gentle side.

However, unlike the old days when I avoided fighting as much as possible, I feel like my inner self has changed recently.

If I had to say, I’ve become a little weak to provocation.

Also, I’ve come to think that it’s okay to fight if necessary, and there is a part of me that thinks it’s even better if there is a pretext.

If possible, I’d be happy if I could fight a strong person seriously.

After all, I’ve been training since I was a child.

That’s why I took the cheap bait and fought this time but…

Honestly, I was disillusioned by the opponent who lost his will to fight and was trembling just because his sword was broken once.

Even though he was floating such a composed smile and giving off a feeling like a strong person, this was the result.

In Larva’s case, it ended in a draw.

Both Larva and I were children, and our strength should have been weaker than that time.

Even so, Larva was stronger than this guy in front of me.

Mentally too, Larva shouldn’t have been frightened of me.

Besides… for example, if it were Beldiha, even if it broke from the base, he would surely fly into a rage and try to bash me with the hilt.

Truly incomplete combustion.

Since it had come to this, it couldn’t be helped.

Next, I turned my eyes to the guy called Donati.

“Next, won’t you be my opponent?”

He did provoke me, after all.

I asked with that intention too, but Donati started to get flustered unexpectedly.

“No, I am, um…”

“You’re honored to be trained, right? You’re higher ranked than Touka, right? Then you can use a sword to some extent too, right?”

“Since this guy cannot win, I don’t think you can expect… anything from me…”

His voice was murmuring and too quiet to hear.

Good grief, what was that high spirit from just a while ago?

“Understood, then for the time being, take out your sword and take a stance.”

“Hah, eh…”

Donati took out his sword and took a stance fearfully.

This guy was no good either…

After sighing inwardly, I stepped one step forward, pinched the tip of the sword with my thumb and index finger, and pushed with my middle finger.

“This isn’t swordsmanship, but a piece of advice.”

*Snap*

After breaking the tip of the sword, I continued to shift my right hand down and break it in order.

“One, if you’re going to provoke someone, do it after seeing if the opponent is strong.”

“Two, don’t speak to me with a disrespectful mouth again.”

“And three.”

When the blade part was finally gone up to near the hilt, I put my hand on the last blade part.

“If it’s a sword, you should use slightly better metal.”

I said it half-mockingly, but Donati kept looking down and didn’t say anything.

“Ah-aa, while I wasn’t watching, you have grown in a bad way, Zeke-sama.”

After returning to the room, I was given a piece of bitter advice by Rubert.

“No no, that guy was good at provoking, and besides, I thought Church Knights would be stronger but it was just that. Look, you two say something to him too.”

“You’re cool, Suspended Prince.”

“Hmph. As expected, Raid Prince.”

“Suspended Prince? Raid Prince?”

“Oi! That’s not what I was seeking right now!”

I stopped them in a panic, but Rubert’s eyebrow twitched.

“What on earth are you talking about?”

Since it had come to this, it couldn’t be helped, so when I told him the story of the time Rubert wasn’t there, a deep sigh was heaved.

“You have been leading quite a fun school life while I wasn’t there, haven’t you.”

“Well, that’s right. I am leading a fun life.”

“That was sarcasm.”

I figured.

The gaze from Rubert was cold.

“Wait a minute, I’m not in the wrong, am I?”

“Well, certainly the victim… feeling like you were inviting it is… hmm. However, I said it in the carriage too, you know; let’s deepen your relationship with Lady Misty a bit more.”

“Result-wise, hasn’t it deepened?”

“It came out in the middle of the story, but Larva-sama is living together with her, right? Why is it that Zeke-sama hasn’t done anything even though you’ve been fiancés since much earlier? It might be rude for me, a vassal, to say this, but you aren’t impotent, are you?”

“It’s rude even if you don’t say ‘might’! That’s impossible, royalty has various circumstances.”

“Doriema-sama is also royalty though.”

“Guh…”

Rubert’s words, having become more nagging than before, were strong.

For my part, since it was a statement out of worry for me, the fact that I couldn’t talk back was also…

“Debut, Garim, say something to him.”

The two looked at each other and then.

“We will swap guard duty with Ted and the others for a bit.”

“Hmph. Continuation later.”

“Oi! Don’t flee after lighting the fire!”