Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 188



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 188

33-Crown Prince

Arthur hesitated at the word crown prince. All sorts of scenarios instantly formed in his head, but no matter how much he thought about it, the result was not good. And no matter how much he thought about it, watching Amelia suffer like this was not an option for Arthur.

I’d rather have a revolution than live like that.

But just in case, I came up with an excuse to stick my flippers out.

“I don’t know where they got their fancy clothes from, but those thugs who came to rape women dare to insult the nation?! Do you want to die?!”

The Crown Prince, who is first in line to the throne, would never come to Junginhwansiri to rape her, so you are not the Crown Prince’s party, but a bunch of punks… … The military officer had to keep his mouth shut at this logic. He could not claim that the Crown Prince was a rapist like that.

When the officer was speechless for a moment, Arthur heard a dying voice in his ear.

“Ah, Arthur… … .”

When I turned my head, I saw Cho-reng lying on the floor of the hallway, which was hidden behind a corner, with his face so swollen that it was impossible to tell how much he had been hit, and calling out to him.

Arthur’s face, which had been filled with anger, lost its expression and his gaze turned to the officer. The officer, who was rather horrified, retorted.

“Can’t it just go out?”

It was a threat filled with anger, but the essence of anger was fear. If there was no fear, there would be no anger.

Arthur was also afraid. That this fucking irrational incident would leave an indelible scar on his loved ones.

As Arthur pulled out his octagonal club from his waistband, the officer swung his sword, but it failed to cut through the solid club and instead got stuck in the club. Arthur slammed his body into the officer and pushed him against the wall.

His muscles, trained through regular exercise, were so strong that they embarrassed even a professional military officer. The military officer tried to fight with Arthur by wrapping one arm around his neck, but Arthur had trained not only strength but also technique.

The hand that was not holding the club dug into the officer’s groin. As he pulled his waist closer, the officer’s sturdy body lifted slightly. The officer panicked as his soles pressed against the ground became unsteady and tried to pull the sword in to cut Arthur’s body, but the club stuck to the blade prevented him.

This split in concentration created a fatal weakness. Arthur’s thigh pressed against her slightly raised body and she pushed, causing her balance to collapse, and gravity caused her center of gravity to rotate, causing her upper body to sway and tilt.

The officer tried to hold Arthur by the back of his neck, but Arthur did not resist and bent down, putting his own weight on it. Their heads fell to the ground at the same time, but it was the officer’s head that hit the ground first.

Phew!

“Ugh!”

His head didn’t break because of the military cap he was wearing, but the impact was enough to make him lose his mind. Arthur grabbed the wrist of the officer who hadn’t let go of his sword despite the shock.

Boom!

“Ahh!”

Boom!

“Eww!”

Knock knock!

“Whoa! Stop it!”

Boom!

“Ahhhh!”

Arthur started by twisting the officer’s joints, starting with his arms. The officer wanted to keep at least one leg intact, but Arthur broke the officer’s limbs anyway. The officer fainted, like a puppet with its strings cut off.

“Please bear with it for a moment.”

Cho-Reng didn’t have the energy to be surprised by Arthur’s amazing fighting skills, so he just nodded weakly to Arthur’s words.

As Arthur kicked open the locked door, a handsome blond man grabbed Amelia’s ankles and tried to spread them apart. He seemed so focused that he didn’t even hear the commotion outside.

Arthur grabbed the crown prince’s (presumably male) head with an emotionless expression and pulled.

“uh?”

Crown Prince Teqlan was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. Born noble and having never had his hair pulled before, he was struck by the unfamiliar feeling of helplessness.

Then Arthur said to Amelia.

“Amelia. Cover up and go outside. Mr. Cho-reng has collapsed. Call a doctor quickly.”

“yes yes!”

Amelia, whose face was filled with fear and tears, nodded without being surprised by the sight of the unfamiliar Arthur, quickly covered herself with her clothes and left the room. The crown prince, who had missed his prey, finally realized what had happened and began to growl.

“You can’t let this go?! Whose head do you dare to take!”

Arthur replied with a blank expression.

“He must be a rapist who dared to impersonate His Highness the Crown Prince.”

“… … What, what?”

Crown Prince Teclán was once again taken aback by Arthur’s words. After all, this was probably the first time he had experienced his existence as a crown prince being so directly denied.

Arthur continued.

“How dare you plot such a thing to tarnish the honor of His Highness the Crown Prince. Do you think I will leave you unharmed?”

“Ahh!”

Arthur swung his hand that was holding the crown prince’s hair and threw him into the corner, causing a single scream to escape the crown prince’s mouth.

As Arthur shook off the golden fur that filled his hands and lifted the club that looked solid at first glance, Crown Prince Teclán felt a sense of crisis and shouted urgently despite the pain of his head being torn off.

“I am the crown prince! You impudent bastard who calls yourself the crown prince!”

“A crown prince who rapes a helpless woman? He has fallen down after saying such nonsense. I should tear his mouth apart.”

puck!

“Ahh!”

Arthur swung his club to silence the crown prince. Instead of protesting, the crown prince screamed.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Ahh! Aah! Aah!”

“Can’t you still tell the truth?!”

“I am the crown prince! Teclan Ponidia Pabloaak!”

Crown Prince Teclán told the truth, but it wasn’t the ‘truth’ Arthur wanted, so he swung his club at him before he could finish speaking.

“You still haven’t come to your senses! How can a rapist act like the head of the state?!”

Thud thud thud thud!

“Ahhhhh!”

“Are you still going to act like the Crown Prince?!”

“I won’t do it! I won’t do it, so please stop!”

“Now you’re telling the truth! Who gave you the order to frame the Crown Prince as a rapist?!”

“Oh, there’s no one!”

“You bastard! It is a mortal sin to tarnish the honor of the nation! You cannot dare to do something without support! Who are you?! Are you the instigator of the Kingdom of Jatra?!”

“Now, why is the Kingdom of Jatra coming out, ugh!”

“I can tell from the way you roll your eyes that you won’t tell the truth! You’ll have to be beaten some more before you can really do what’s right.”

“Oh, no! No! I’m the crown prince, ugh!”

Arthur swung his club without hesitation. Since the people who had gathered outside had clearly heard the crown prince say with his own mouth that he was not the crown prince, he now had a justification to later deny knowing.

It’s not that I don’t worry about the consequences of beating the crown prince, but it’s more likely to be safe to completely demoralize him when I have the chance rather than beating him haphazardly and leaving him to harbor resentment.

Yeah. Let’s say you kill the crown prince, but what about the king?

I don’t know, shit. If I get it wrong, I’ll go to Revolution.

Things calmed down only after the security guards arrived and started cutting through the crowd.

* * *

The Crown Prince assault incident at the Ridis Theater.

The whole story of the incident breathed a strange vitality into the atmosphere of the capital city, which was gloomy due to defeat. The circumstances surrounding this story were really full of things to chew on, and aren’t humans originally animals that feel a strange vitality when they curse others?

It was possible that the crown prince, who had already gone abroad to study to escape from women and scandal, would return without coming to his senses and indulge in women. However, the method and target were the problem. How dare he try to rape the most famous female singer in the capital?

Many young men who admired her were relieved that she was safe, while cursing the crown prince, and at the same time, they admired Arthur’s actions of beating up the crown prince.

Isn’t that a really provocative title? ‘The Crown Prince! Gets Beaten Up by a Semi-Noble!’

It wasn’t just for nothing, he was beaten up for trying to rape a singer he cared about like a younger sister, so there was even a sense of exhilaration that he was being punished for doing something bad… … People who saw such news in front of them had no choice but to take money out of their pockets.

As the reaction of these people was combined with the capitalist media views of the news companies trying to increase sales by making a hot issue for the first time in a while, the story of the incident quickly spread to every corner of the capital.

King Rai tried to stop it for the sake of the country’s reputation, but by then everyone already knew, so it was a situation where it was useless to stop it?

However, it was ambiguous to catch Arthur, who had dared to beat up the crown prince, and throw him in the water. After all, he had said, “I didn’t know.” He thought that the vicious man had gotten expensive clothes and formal attire and planned to rape Amelia, but if he had insisted that it wasn’t true and that he had known about it, his appearance and reputation would only get worse.

To be honest, I wanted to hold Arthur Hurt, the Count of Cambridge, responsible for beating up the Crown Prince and ruining the reputation of the royal family, but the influence of Arthur Hurt was greater than I thought.

First of all, influential figures from the neutral faction have been ‘advising’ that it would be better for everyone to bury this matter, and even the noble faction has been conveying its opinion that it should be buried before the country’s reputation falls further.

There were similar opinions within the royalist faction, but the core of it was that Arthur Hurt had made considerable contributions to the country and still does. Ignaqua. How are we going to produce without Arthur Hurt?

A patriot who readily offers the profits of an item that is expected to bring enormous benefits to the country, even if it is only temporary until the compensation is paid, is punished for beating up a scoundrel crown prince who commits rape? The loyalty of the royalists will plummet.

Moreover, Bishop Kratang also said a word as he passed by.

‘I hope this will bring the crown prince to his senses.’

Bishop Kratang also supported the late Baron Hutt, so in the end, no one from the three political factions to the religious community criticized Baron Hutt.

In the end, there was only one thing King Rai could do.

match!

Kkudangtang!

“Ouch!”

King Rai said, frowning at the still poor taste.

“Do you realize your mistake?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were His Highness the Crown Prince.”

King Rai heard that the words ‘rape’ had been omitted. Those who supported Arthur all said the same thing, ‘I did it because I didn’t know, so forgive me’, so it was inevitable that the Crown Prince’s bad deeds would come to mind first.

“I will leave this matter unanswered.”

“Your Majesty, I am very grateful.”

“And apologize to the crown prince.”

“It would be right, Your Majesty.”

Arthur answered without the slightest hesitation. He had already expected the king to act like this. That was why he had asked for help from acquaintances who had come to visit him after committing the crime and being arrested.

Arthur sent letters to his contacts through Samuel and Jaran, explaining the situation and requesting proper rescue. It wasn’t difficult, thanks to the excuse of ‘I didn’t know’. The small stepping stone he had made just in case was very useful.

And it wasn’t difficult to apologize to the crown prince.

Although it may be frustrating to receive an apology that isn’t sincere, isn’t it the nature of a mature adult to know how to be patient in order to survive and gain something?

Anyway, I had to meet the crown prince at least once to check his ‘condition’. I had to decide on a response depending on whether he held a grudge or not.

Arthur waved his hand as if he didn’t want to see King Rye, and left the palace.

Well, let’s see. Is this the fourth generation? This was an achievement in its own right. It was a title of a loyal subject who did something that the king did not like, to the point of slapping him four times, but still could not take away his favor?