It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 92: The Prince and His Party Go to the Forest

“There’s nothing to do.”

I looked outside while sitting in the prepared room.

The sky was clear and I could hear birds chirping, but I didn’t hear human voices much.

When I went to see the Saint in the morning, she said she was busy because she had business to go to the Pope’s place, and didn’t even let me meet her.

As I thought, the Royal Palace Knight Order hated me, didn’t they?

Or rather, even though the Saint seemed busy, my schedule for today was completely blank.

I’m a Prince, right? Aren’t Princes usually busy?

There is a general rule that bored people in power generally don’t do anything good, but is that common sense only in my world?

“Hey, Rubert. What shall we do today? Or rather, if you had a day off, Rubert, what would you do?”

“Hmm…”

He froze with his arms crossed, worrying.

Come to think of it, this guy was quite a workaholic.

He was a man who didn’t say a single complaint even if he didn’t have a day off.

But during his previous day off, he was on a date because he was called out to by a strange madam or something.

I glanced out the window.

I saw pilgrims walking towards the church.

It didn’t look like… pilgrims were likely to call out to him.

But having said that, we couldn’t just stay in the room forever either…

I’d try asking those guys too.

And currently, we had come to a forest in a place slightly away from the city.

“Alright then, everyone be careful.”

The purpose was, yes, the search for something seasoning-like that suited the food.

“You are strange.”

The one saying that was Touka.

When I told him to guide me because I wanted to go to the forest, his eyes went wide.

That was natural.

He probably never imagined that a Prince’s party from another country who came to the Papal Territory would search for seasonings in the forest.

“Places where you can get a meal around here generally have that kind of seasoning, right?”

“Well, that is so, but. Did it not suit your palate?”

“……”

I wouldn’t say it tasted bad, I wouldn’t say it, but.

I wanted a little more flavor.

Honestly speaking, it was unsatisfying.

“Prioritize letting Quinn escape! Don’t stop moving! In the worst case you’ll die!”

“Uoooooooooooooooh”

A heavy bass sound was chasing us.

Even to cut with a sword… shit!

“Did Quinn escape!?”

“Yes! Together with Ted!”

“Alright, then Garim, Debut, stall those guys.”

“Yes! …Wait, that’s impossible as expected! Are you an idiot!?”

“Hmph! It’s not like it’s Don Bosco or a Master, there’s no way we can do that!”

That was true too.

Well, since they were being chased, they were grouped together to some extent.

“Rubert!”

“Yes, preparations are ready here!”

“Alright then, 1, 2, 3, get down on the ground!”

“”Ooooooooh!””

Immediately after, Garim and Debut dived toward the ground in front almost simultaneously.

Rubert scattered blood to create a smoke screen, and I repeatedly used [Devil’s Handclap] to generate shockwaves inside the smoke like crazy.

“Something is falling with thudding sounds though!”

“Then it’s a success! Can you guys escape?”

“Hmph. We can go. Come on, let’s go.”

“Ou!”

“Alright! Then everyone withdraw in a hurry!”

“Zeke-sama, a few are chasing us.”

“I will cover the ones still chasing with Handclap! You run so the wound doesn’t open.”

“Haa… haa…”

We managed to escape to the outside of the forest somehow.

We seized the beehive and there were no casualties.

Thank goodness, in the worst case I was going to ask the Saint for treatment, but it seemed there were no problems.

“Rubert, how is the wound?”

“No problem, it will heal in two or three days.”

He bound the arm that squeezed out blood tightly with a cloth.

“Quinn, Ted.”

“Yes, we managed to bring it.”

“I heard in rumors, but it’s true that there is danger to one’s life when entering the forest with Prince Zeke, isn’t it.”

Quinn was saying a rumor I didn’t know who he heard from, but I’d pretend I didn’t hear it.

“Touka, do you have any connections?”

“Haa… haa… for what?”

Touka was also out of breath next to me.

Sorry for making you sprint for your life even though you are just a guide-cum-monitor.

“We got a beehive, you see; is there anyone who can manage to make this into honey and process it for food?”

“Wouldn’t the cooks in town do it well? They just use salt because they only have salt, but there might be people who can process edible ingredients. Let’s try asking a few places.”

“Yeah, please.”

When I was conveying that effect to Rubert and the others, I heard Touka mutter softly behind me.

“This is the first time I’ve had a job like this…”

Yeah, sorry for making you serve as a guide for something like this.