Reincarnated User Manual

60 – re

Victor, the third prince of the Lien Empire, the main setting of [Reincarnation of the Sword], has many brothers.

‘I have two older brothers and three older sisters. Did you have a younger sister?’

Siron took out a notebook from his pocket and reflected on the approximate information.

‘He is the child of the main wife, not the second wife, but he is the child of the emperor, so he is an eyesore…’

All he knows is the original story, and in the current situation 10 years ago, this is the only thing that is certain.

‘He’s probably the same age or older than me.’

However, in dealing with the immature prince, the information reviewed now is enough.

Maybe it was after dealing with an angel who could read minds, but I felt like it was easy to deal with a kid who couldn’t even prove his abilities.

‘I can’t believe I took immediate action because of a provocative letter. Careless and spontaneous. I needed to do a little more searching, but it looks like it’s still a brat.’

There is no way that Victor’s abilities are outstanding enough to be confident.

No matter how much he flies or crawls, he is the third prince. The current emperor is concentrating all his attention on his first and second grown sons, so he cannot treat even capable subjects like his hands and feet.

‘If it were the first or second son, he would have created his own faction and built up the power to wage a secret struggle within it. ‘Since I don’t have anyone to build my own power or lend a hand to, I have no choice but to use Bertha, who is just a salaried worker.’

Siron scribbled down his evaluation of Victor.

[Immature and emotional.]

That’s a pretty harsh evaluation. Siron put the notebook in his arms and opened his fingers making a noise. The combination of the unlucky-looking face and the rumbling sound reminded me of Confucius, a third-rate villain.

“young master. Are you going to beat up that brazen little boy?”

While moving to where the prince was, Encia, who had changed into a suit instead of a maid uniform, suddenly appeared and whispered. She smiled as she handed Shiron the wet towel she had brought with her in advance.

Lucia, who was not interested in the unexpected guest, went to wash up, and now the only ones by Siron’s side were the two demon maids.

“So, what should we do?”

“I don’t like that kid.”

When Siron responded with a vaguely unhappy expression, Ophelia, who was dressed in a suit just like Encia, responded.

“I’m annoyed that you touched the person you were eyeing, and I’m also very angry that you came with a group of knights.”

“I guess I ran away.”

“…I get angrier when I hear those words. “If you know the topic, it will be long, but you can fill in the same number of words…”

Ophelia spoke in a low growl. Siron patted her on the back.

“calm down. “If you openly show hostility, it will only make you look cheap.”

“…yes.”

Ophelia calmed down her expression as if she was in deep pain as she answered.

How many more minutes did it take to walk like that? In the middle of the bright garden, a group of knights wearing armor appeared.

‘You brought a lot with you.’

Shiron chuckled and counted the number of knights lined up. All of the troops, who appeared to be at least thirty years old, were wearing long swords at their waists.

and,

In front of them was a boy leisurely holding a teacup.

Slightly curly blonde hair and sad eyes.

A mischievous facial expression reminiscent of a mischievous person.

The way he leaned heavily on the chair seemed quite arrogant, as if he was saying, ‘I brought the troops here, let’s see how they react.’

As soon as Siron saw Victor, he thought seriously.

‘Um, Jammin. ‘I want to beat you up.’

However, Siron did not bother to show his displeasure. It may seem unsavory to first use violence against such an arrogant kid.

“Tsk.”

So just spit on the floor.

Siron then placed his hand on the shoulder of Siriel, who was sitting across from him, without even looking at Viktor.

“Oh, it’s my brother!”

Siriel turned her head in the direction where her hand was raised. Her cheek was pressed by the previously placed fingers.

Siron greeted Siriel first with a somewhat ironic joke.

“Why are you dressed so pretty? There’s no need for that. “Did you dress like this to show someone?”

“Of course I wanted to show it to my brother.”

Siriel jumped up from her seat and smiled brightly, showing off her dress.

“How do I look?”

Siriel recalled Eldrina’s advice. My mother said that when someone compliments a child’s change in clothing, it is better to actively notice the change in their clothing.

Instead of answering, Siron poked her cheek a few times. Then, Siriel rubbed her cheek and smiled. It seems like he took it as a positive affirmation.

Siron let his cousin, who was acting cute, into the mansion and sat down in an appropriate seat.

Then, I glanced at the faces in front of me. The rotten expressions on everyone’s faces were a sight to behold.

It is natural for them to feel upset. You invite guests but don’t even say hello to welcome them. Moreover, the opponent is the prince of the empire.

“hello. “My name is Siron Prien.”

However, Siron greeted them calmly, pretending not to know whether they were upset or not.

“…Nice to meet you.”

Victor, with a puzzled expression, greeted Siron. I was momentarily taken aback by the two people I had just seen acting like they couldn’t read the situation. But Victor immediately changed his expression and smiled.

“You seem to get along well with your younger brother.”

Viktor spoke while looking at Siron and Siriel, who were walking away from each other. Siron made a displeased expression, as if he had brought up a useless story.

“They seem to get along well. “That’s nice to hear.”

“I’m not saying it’s good to hear. “I just had a little chat with the lady, and the more I talked to her, the more I was impressed by the depth of your friendship.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Of course not. I have several brothers and sisters, and although they treat me well, they do not get along very well. “I was jealous of you because your sisters had already married off to other princely countries…”

“hey.”

Siron interrupted Viktor.

“I guess you didn’t bring the troops behind you just to say such an unreasonable thing?”

Siron stared at the people lined up behind Viktor.

Knights wearing armor and carrying weapons, and wizards holding staffs as if they had come to assist him.

Apparently, in the letter he sent to Bertha, he wrote that he could at least bring troops if he was scared.

So, I was thinking that someday they would bring a few escorts to visit, but I was surprised because I had no idea they would bring so many and so quickly. This number was clearly beyond the capabilities of the 3rd prince.

“As expected, just as I heard, your temperament is extraordinary.”

Even though Viktor was interrupted in the middle of his sentence, rather than feeling offended, he burst out laughing.

“But I just did as you wrote. You said you could bring troops if you were scared, I guess? So that’s what I did. “How is it?”

“What do you think? It’s just clumsy to fill in the numbers.”

“What?!”

The person behind him let out an angry sound at Siron’s provocative words.

However, Siron continued to say what he had to say as if he didn’t even care about what the idiot said.

“And what? Why do you speak informally from the first meeting? “Are you too young to learn the etiquette of mutual respect?”

“…Speak informally? “What does that mean?”

Victor’s eyes widened at Siron’s words.

“Are you telling me to speak highly of Confucius, who doesn’t even have a title?”

“I know.”

Siron narrowed his eyes and laughed. Viktor looked puzzled despite the continued provocation, but there were several people behind him who were unable to control their expressions from earlier.

Siron ignored their gaze. It was bothersome to even face it directly and expend mental energy.

He glanced at Viktor as if evaluating him.

“I heard you said you wanted to become friends with me.”

“…of course. “Of course.”

Victor first nodded.

He wanted to make a man named Shiron Prien his subject, but for some reason, he felt that if he said that, his relationship would be ruined forever.

“What kind of fool says he wants to become friends but does a background check first?”

Siron burst out laughing at Viktor’s awkward affirmation and checked the surroundings for clues. Even though they weren’t Viktor’s henchmen, it was strange that they were quietly watching the continued insults.

‘It’s almost time for someone to step forward.’

“Confucius. “Please stop being rude at this point.”

Just then, a man in armor came forward a little. Siron suppressed the smile that was about to escape and twitched the corner of his mouth.

“How dare you interrupt a conversation with the royal family.”

“…I am Igir, the adjutant of the Commander of the Guard Knights.”

Adjutant to the commander of the Knights of the Guard.

1 He was a confidant of [Knight Commander Zad], who supported the prince.

“Confucius’ insulting behavior. As a vassal of the imperial family, I could not possibly ignore it. Please forgive my rudeness.”

Although his tone was apologetic, Igir’s head and back were extremely stiff.

It wasn’t like asking for forgiveness. The act of scaring a child instilled a certain conviction in Shiron’s heart.

‘The guy who gave his troops to Victor. 1 Prince.’

Those behind Viktor aren’t able to mobilize shortly after sending the letter.

Chiron was convinced that someone was behind Viktor.

‘Then, who were the guys who followed Berta?’

Shiron thought about that and moved on to the next action.

“It’s rude, well said.”

bang!

Chiron slammed the table.

“Then, wasn’t it rude for them to follow me?”

The metal table was crushed like a piece of paper.

Everyone around reacted to the threatening action. Of course, the maids who were watching the situation from behind also flinched.

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‘No more? ‘He’s the one who’ll criticize my actions.’

Siron was convinced as soon as he saw Igir.

The person who followed Bertha was not Igir. Igir did not fit into the behavior of following. The equipment he was wearing was far from concealment. The same goes for taking the initiative and trying to sort out the situation. It is absolutely not suitable for tailing. Okay, if you think about it, the second is better. A guy who is willing to use the guy who steps up first as a shield and disperse the aggro. And someone who can watch the group from a reasonable distance.

Since the 1st prince gave his confidant here. There is no way the 2nd prince can stay still.

How long are you going to make me wait?

Question and anger appeared on Igir’s face at the same time.

Puzzle-

and,

Even if I didn’t pay attention, I could hear the sound of my teeth grinding. But it wasn’t the sound that Igir made.

“…What did you just say? “You’re being followed…”

Igir asked back, feigning calmness. The word ‘following’ came out and I was shocked for a moment. It is not good to act hastily here. Igir regretted his clumsy step forward.

Siron questioned Igir as if he were pushing him.

“You keep pretending not to know? “Do you know who my uncle is?”

“stop!”

At that time, a man wearing a black uniform jumped out from the group behind him.

“Stop it.”

The man with his hair slicked back adjusted his glasses and stared at Siron.

“There was a rumor that he was a madman, so I wanted to check if it was true, but as expected, he was a person below expectations. Sir, please just wake up. “A bastard like this is not worth dealing with.”

“belong.”

“…are the eyes of the legitimate son of that great warrior family a knothole?”

The man spoke as if to emphasize the blue tie he was wearing. It is dark blue, symbolizing the imperial family.

“A court wizard.”

“Yes.”

Siron spoke calmly, putting to shame the foolish behavior he had made earlier.

“Encia. “You can kill those bastards if they pull out their swords.”

After finishing saying that, Siron slapped Angyeongjae on the cheek.