How To Survive as a Crazy Prince - How To Survive as a Crazy Prince chapter 113
We came down from a tall building overlooking the ghost town. And I walked the streets looking for the whereabouts of the little-known person.
“Ugh. I can’t feel anything… … .”
“Me and Mi-ryung’s intuition is too good. I can’t help it.
As I comforted the embarrassed Dimitri, I felt the magic of the earth through my feet. I don’t know for sure, but there was definitely a part that got stuck somewhere.
“A faint smell remains. There must be someone.”
Mi-ryung put her face on the ground and sniffed. Dimitri cleared his throat and looked away, as if his high hips and wagging tail were embarrassing to see. Of course I looked up proudly. Katyusha was quietly looking at me, so I averted my gaze belatedly.
“I can feel the existence of something. Although the location cannot be specified.”
“For now, I will continue to pursue the smell. Then you will surely find it.”
Mi-ryung said confidently and followed the scent. And the place I arrived at was an old building with nothing in particular.
“It is strange. I’m sure the smell ends here… … .”
Mi-ryung was taken aback and looked around. But there were no people anywhere in the building. It was only a very faint sense of presence.
“Mi-ryung, do you still smell it?”
“… … yes. It’s fading away, though.”
Mi-ryung said in a confident voice. Katyusha and Dimitri also looked around intently, but couldn’t find anything.
“Then you should be here.”
I traced the faint traces of magic that I felt on the floor. And I found a familiar trace.
‘I didn’t expect it to still be there.’
It’s a skill that should have disappeared from Sangvis Sangvis a long time ago.
It was the secret art of the earth.
“… … open up.”
As I laid on the floor and used the secret art of the earth, the ground began to tremble and the seamless floor of the building slowly opened like a hidden entrance to a pyramid.
“I have no intention of harming you. Come out quietly.”
While Dimitri and Mi-ryung were shocked, I looked down into the darkness and said, At the same time,
“… … !”
A hand holding a curved sword came out of the darkness. I dodged lightly and grabbed the wrist holding the curved sword and pulled it.
“Ugh?!”
The one caught by me and dragged outside groaned. It was a woman’s voice.
“young master!”
“Ah, Amerin… … ?!”
Katyusha hastily pulled out his knives, and Dimitri exclaimed in embarrassment. As the saying goes, the woman in her twenties, with black hair and tattered clothes, had brown skin.
But something was different. I felt a sense of discomfort.
“… … Is it mixed blood?”
It was an impression mixed with the brown skin of Amer and the Western impression of iron blood. At least I had never heard of the existence of blue-eyed Amerians.
“XXX! XXXXXX!!”
The woman struggled and shouted an incomprehensible sound. I grabbed the woman’s hands and restrained her, loosening the tie on her uniform and restraining her behind her back. I tried to stab him first, so I won’t have any complaints even if I treat him roughly.
“XXXX… … ! XX!”
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“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
I couldn’t understand what the woman was saying at all. It was a completely new language.
“It’s Amer. I know.”
Mi-ryung, who had been silent, came forward and said. It was a story that was new to me even for me, who was familiar with the setting of the original work.
“Was there a language? How do you know?”
“I know the Suin people because they have had a lot of interaction with the Amer people since ancient times. We also sometimes use it when talking to people of the same ethnicity. Although it was no longer used after Sangvis unified the continent.”
“… … Right.”
It was the first setup I had ever heard of. Since all records of the Amer people except for Mustafa’s existence have been erased, is it natural? In the original work, Amerin other than Mustafa did not appear except in flashbacks to the past.
“I will try to talk.”
Mi-ryung took a deep breath and knelt down in front of the woman.
“XX, XXXXXX. XXXX?”
And asked in Amer with a unique pronunciation.
“XX… … ! XXXX. XXXXXXXX!”
The woman opened her eyes wide in surprise and answered Mi-ryung’s words.
“XXX, XXXXX. XXXXXX.”
Mi-ryung shook her head and gave an answer as if in denial.
“… … XX. XXXXX. XXXX.”
After a moment of silence, the woman answered in a slightly subdued voice. It’s frustrating because I don’t understand at all.
“XXXX, XXXXXXXX. XXXXX,”
“XX.”
“What conversation did you have?”
Judging by the atmosphere, the conversation seems to have ended, so I asked right away.
“I didn’t hurt you, so I asked you to stay calm. I think they misunderstood us as iron-blooded soldiers. When I said no, I replied that I knew.”
“Right. Then ask who you are and what you are doing here.”
Mi-ryung nodded and looked at the woman again.
“XX, XXXX? XXXXXXX?”
“… … XX. XXXX. XXXXXXX.”
To Mi-ryung’s question, the woman answered helplessly, shaking her head from side to side. And a few more conversations took place.
“I was just living a quiet life… … I’m telling you to pretend you don’t know.”
Mi-ryung conveyed the woman’s words to me with a disturbed expression.
“is it. Then anyone other than you… … No, you don’t have to ask about this.”
A boy and a girl were watching this from inside the cave. It looks like he was trying to hide, but it is clearly visible from above. The woman sighed as if she noticed it too.
“… … What would you like to do?”
Dimitri asked, alert.
“Even if you ask me to pretend I don’t know, the Colosseum is going to happen here soon. Even if we pretend not to know, it will only be a matter of time before we get caught.”
“Should I tell you that?”
“okay. And tell them you want to help.”
Mi-ryung relayed what I said to the woman in Amer. The woman looked around at me and Dimitri and nodded anxiously, but as if realizing that there was no other way.
“I want to go inside the cave. Will it be okay?”
I asked as I untied the woman’s hands. The woman looked at me anxiously, then nodded as she listened to Mi-ryung’s interpretation.
Inside the cave was a kind of cellar. It was cramped and smelled of mold.
“… … XXX.”
“XXXX.”
“XXX, XXXXXX.”
The woman said to the anxious boy and girl (looking about 13 years old), stroking their heads as if they were okay. Is it the relationship between two younger brothers and an older sister? The guardian is concerned about what happened.
“Yeah, there are skeletons… … ?”
Dimitri looked at the skull in the corner of the room and stepped back. Katyusha was also taken aback and took out a knife.
“That would be the ashes of your parents. The Amer people have a custom of keeping the skulls of their parents at home.”
As Mi-ryung calmly explained, Dimitri and Katyusha calmed down in embarrassment. It seems that the guardian has already become a skeleton.
“… … .”
I looked around the narrow basement. Other than that, what stood out was a crude sword, some flour, fruit, and rat meat.
“It’s not that bad.”
“… … I sympathize.”
It was surprising that the three of them managed to survive in a space like this. The woman said nothing and was stroking the hair of her younger siblings who had clung to her behind.
“How hard it must have been for the three of us to live in a place like this.”
Mi-ryung said with her ears drooping. Dimitri, who looked nervous at first, nodded as if agreeing, and Katyusha also became a little solemn.
“This… … . Would you like to report it to the professor?”
“Dimitri, how do you think Ferri will deal with mixed Amer people who don’t speak the language?”
“… … .”
They are the Amerians who were personally annihilated by iron blood. It’s obvious what will happen without seeing it.
“Let me talk to Mustafa. If you leave it here like this, it’s obvious that another terrible thing will happen.”
First of all, Mustafa, the same Amerian, would be able to talk more comfortably, and he would be able to prepare his own solution.
‘That would be enough. The first priority now is the Colosseum.’
Now I have a job given to me. I feel guilty for completely ignoring it, but I want to avoid getting involved too deeply.
Because I am not responsible for the affairs of the Amerians.
“XX, XXXX… … . XXXX?”
As I was thinking about that, the woman started talking to Mi-ryung. Mi-ryung nodded after a little conversation.
“Hey, there’s something I want to say. There is something I wrote down to say when we meet.”
“okay? Is there any message? listen.”
When Mi-ryung spoke to the woman, the woman pulled out a note from her bosom. Then, staring at the note, he began to speak in an awkward pronunciation.
“Ooh, us. Pretend you didn’t see it, please.”
that,
“Anything, I will do. please.”
very desperate,
“We do not want to die.”
It was a life begging.
“… … .”
I don’t know who wrote it.
However, I could feel that saying that was a phrase written in the judgment that the probability of survival was high.
“… … Damn it.”
I was annoyed.
That this was happening in a corner of the original work that I did not know,
“Mi-ryeong.”
I felt very bad.
“yes yes?”
“Tell these people that you will never die.”
I said firmly to Mi-ryung, who was at a loss.
“Before preparing for the Colosseum, take care of this matter first.”
Now this has become something I cannot ignore.
Once we returned, we left them behind. I gave away all the food I had brought for dinner. Watching them hurriedly eat dishes that weren’t particularly tasty, I felt somewhat complicated.
“Detailed plans will be delivered tomorrow. Go in and rest.”
“yes. All right. Then excuse me first.”
“You have suffered a lot. I hope it turns out well… … .”
After sending off Dimitri and Mi-ryung, who seemed distraught, I asked Katyusha to bring Mustafa to the room.
After a while,
“Is that really possible?”
Mustafa’s reaction was unexpected.
“Isn’t that possible?”
“You said you were of mixed blood.”
I nodded. Mustafa let out a small sigh before continuing.
“The treatment of mixed-race Amerians is worse than that of Amerians.”
“why? I don’t understand.”
“… … It’s not a pleasant story, but it’s not very well known, but there was one problem in the process of exterminating the Amerians. It’s about how to deal with those who fall in love with Amerian women or who have already started a family.”
When you think about it, it was a strange thing. In the original story, not even a single Amerian mixed race was shown. Even though it’s an obvious character.
“The corps commander’s conclusion about him was this.”
The reason is that,
“They are the beings that should not exist, having stained the blood of the iron-blooded people. Kill first.”
It was because of the very cruel treatment of the corps commander.
“So they were killed before the Amerians. I can’t forget even now. The way they brought their own Amerians and executed them in front of us.”
Mustafa spoke calmly and in an emotionless voice.
“So what are you going to do, Mustafa? Are you pretending not to see me?”
“… … .”
But in Mustafa’s eyes saying that,
“Are you okay with that?”
“… … It’s okay, it’s not.”
There was a quiet but distinct anger.
“okay. I am not in the mood at all.”
“f*ck the conclusions that damn bastard came to.”
The eradication of corruption begins here.