The Abandoned Prince Heals an Enemy Soldier on the Frontlines, Only to Discover She’s the Seventh Imperial Princess - Chapter 30: The Abandoned Prince Heals His First Love

Chapter 30: The Abandoned Prince Heals His First Love

While Salion and I were wandering the castle at random, we ended up finding the bedroom of Olivia—the second wife of my late father, and Hecton’s mother.

And to make things worse, she seemed to be under a curse, lying completely still without the slightest movement.

Yeah… this was not what I expected.

“Uh, what do we do? Like, seriously—what do we do?”

Olivia was being consumed by the same curse that had once infected Alcarion.

All the pieces were clicking into place at once, and it was too much to handle.

I turned to Salion beside me, hoping for some advice.

She gave me a calm and simple response.

“We can just leave her. Our goal is to capture your little brother.”

“R-Right. Yeah… you’re right.”

“Come. Let’s move on.”

She turned and headed for the door.

But… I found myself glancing back at Olivia, still lying silently in bed.

The last time I saw her was when Hecton had ordered me to the front lines.

Even now, after five long years, her figure was just as stunning as ever—seriously attractive.

No, actually…

She looked even more mature than before, and that elegance really stirred something deep in my soul.

Gulp…

“…Are you seriously thinking what I think you’re thinking?”

“Huh? Wh-What are you talking about?”

I kept staring at Olivia without meaning to, and Salion gave me a long, exasperated look.

“That woman is the mother of the brother who stole your throne. She’s probably the one behind everything too, you know?”

“Y-Yeah. I get that, really.”

“Then why in the world are you getting all hot and bothered over her? She seems like she’s got a nasty personality.”

“Well, you see… I kind of have this thing where I want to ‘fix‘ cold-hearted beauties like her. Also—she was actually my first love.”

“!?”

Salion’s eyes went wide when she heard that little confession of mine.

Yeah, it’s true.

The first time I saw Olivia, I was maybe five years old.

It was the day she first arrived at the castle as one of my father’s concubines.

She probably thought I was just some minister’s kid or something, but when I tripped over nothing and fell flat on my face, she smiled kindly and spoke to me.

Maybe it was just an act—trying to win over the nobles by being sweet to their children.

But I didn’t know anything about politics or schemes back then…

So I just fell for her.

Hard.

And to be honest, her body was seriously hot too.

There was even a time when I’d just sit somewhere far off and quietly stare at her from a distance.

When I found out she’d ended up in my father’s bed, I seriously thought I was gonna lose my mind.

There was even a phase where I genuinely considered overthrowing my dad just to make Olivia mine.

“Well… yeah, she figured out I was staring at her in that way and ended up thinking I was creepy.”

“Y-You really are something else, aren’t you…? Well, fine. Do whatever you want. I’ll respect your decision, boy.”

“Salion…”

“But just so you know, there’s no guarantee that woman won’t hurt you. I’ll stay on alert, just in case.”

Salion pressed up right beside me as she said that.

Man, my wife really is dependable and cute.

“…Alright. I’m going to lift the curse on Olivia now!”

But—there was one little problem.

To use my Perfect Regeneration, I had to touch the person directly with my hands.

Gulp.

Back when I healed Alcarion, Rosemary had done all the undressing.

This time… I’d have to do it myself.

Even if we weren’t blood-related, Olivia was technically my stepmother.

There was this strange sense of guilt hanging in the air as I carefully began revealing her skin.

“O-Oh boy…”

This was treatment.

Let me say that again—this was a medical procedure.

I wasn’t doing anything dirty. I was just removing the curse that was eating away at Olivia’s body.

Even if I happened to touch her soft, generous chest—

It was purely part of the healing process!!

While feeling the warmth and softness of Olivia’s body, I steadily erased the curse little by little.

And just then—

Her eyelids trembled slightly.

“…nh…”

Her eyelids slowly fluttered open, and her blue eyes stared blankly at me.

Then Olivia whispered softly:

“…lady adelaite…”

For a moment, I tilted my head in confusion—

But I quickly realized who that name referred to.

Adelaite von Agarham.

She was my mother in this world, the woman who died shortly after giving birth to me.

It seemed Olivia was still weak—both physically and mentally—and her consciousness was hazy.

She must have mistaken me for Adelaite.

Well… I did take after my mother quite a bit.

“…lady adelaite… I’m so sorry… I did something terrible to your son… but I had no choice…”

Her voice was like a confession—soft, fragile words slipping out unconsciously.

I stayed quiet and listened.

“…So many people were after your son’s life… Even though he was blessed by the gods, there was still a chance he might die… I thought… he might actually be safer on the battlefield than here in the palace…

Well, sure—

I can survive being poisoned or even getting my head chopped off thanks to my Perfect Regeneration.

But if I got buried alive… yeah, I’d probably die.

Still—

The Olivia I remembered and the one lying in front of me now felt like completely different people.

In my mind, Olivia had always seemed like this ambitious, scheming villainess—

Cold, calculating, always plotting something behind the scenes.

But maybe I had it all wrong.

I’d been targeted for assassination more times than I could count since I was a kid.

People poisoned my food, kidnapped me, even tried to cut off my head.

I always assumed that at least some of those attempts were Olivia’s doing—

But now I was starting to wonder if I’d just jumped to conclusions.

I never had any real proof.

All I had were assumptions—like how I was the son of the official queen, making me a threat to Olivia’s child.

Wait a minute…

Could it be… that Olivia’s actually a good person?

Maybe she didn’t push Hecton to steal the throne out of ambition—

Maybe she was trying to protect me from the danger that kept following me around?

But then again, if she wanted me safe, why did I get sent to the front lines?

If safety was the goal, I should’ve been assigned to some quiet rear post instead.

Could it be that someone acted behind the scenes—without Olivia knowing—and arranged to send me into the most dangerous spot on purpose?

…Okay, maybe I’m overthinking it a bit now.

“…Your son… was taken prisoner by the empire… Who knows what they’re doing to him right now… Captured… prisoner…? Huh?”

While I was busy spiraling into my own thoughts, I noticed Olivia’s eyes slowly sharpening—

Her focus returning bit by bit.

And then—

Our eyes locked, dead on.

“Huh? W-Wait, why… why are you here!?”

Well, yeah. That reaction made sense.

Not everyone wakes up from a curse to find someone stripping them and instantly proposes marriage like Alcarion did.

That kind of boldness was definitely rare.

For now, I picked up a sheet and handed it to Olivia.

“Uh, here… You can use this.”

“Eh? —Hyan!?”

Cute.

Realizing how exposed she was, Olivia panicked and quickly covered her chest, wrapping the sheet around herself.

An awkward silence fell between us.

She didn’t seem hostile or angry at me—

Just confused and trying to figure out what the heck was going on.

And then—

Salion, who had been standing quietly by my side this whole time, suddenly dropped a bomb with a glint in her eye.

“My, my… Are you getting flustered because the boy sees you as a woman?”

“!?”

“!? Wh-What are you saying!?”

“Silence, you insolent—! And who even are you!?”

“I’ve no obligation to answer that. But hmm… I see, I see. So you feel guilty being seen as a woman by the son of someone who once saved you? How troublesome. Well then, allow me to give you a little push.♪”

“Wait—what are you—!? Kyaa!!”

Salion sprayed Olivia with poison.

Not the lethal kind—

But the same kind of aphrodisiac mist she used on Nayuta.

“Haah ♡ Haah ♡ Haah ♡”

“Look, boy. This is your chance to finally claim your first love.”

“…”

Nope. I couldn’t.

I had just gotten into trouble earlier, hadn’t I?

There’s no way I could take advantage of a woman who couldn’t think clearly because of an aphrodisiac.

So—

I stripped off all my clothes.

Then I pushed Olivia down onto the bed, looked back at Salion, and gave her a big thumbs-up.

“Thanks, Salion!!”

“Good luck.”

And just like that, I spent a very intense time with Olivia.

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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Author: “Man… I just wanna be pampered by a strict, tough mom-type. Sweet, doting moms are nice too, but I really wanna get spoiled by one who doesn’t quite know how to show it.”

R: “You’ve gone too deep down the rabbit hole.”

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