The Third Prince Of Darkness

The sound of clashing steel echoed in the courtyard as I swung my sword towards my opponent as quickly as possible. While my body continued to sweat, I kept attacking with my sword. I glanced at the expression of the old man watching me from the corner and, seeing his emotionless face, I gritted my teeth and increased the force applied to my sword.

About ten minutes later, the muffled voice of the old man in the corner echoed.

"That's enough for today!"

I threw my sword aside and collapsed to the ground. After catching my breath for a bit, I stood up and went to Baron Luwans. This man was a wise master who had been mentoring me for about six years. As I stood up, I ignored Fiona's son Lugoar, who was still lying on the ground trying to calm his breath, and approached the teacher.

"Thank you for your teachings," I said without bowing my head, as I was a prince.

Baron Luwans looked at me with his usual dignified and wise demeanor. "You are still pursuing your training with seriousness. This is a good thing. And considering you will soon be going to the academy, it comforts me to see you possess such willpower."

"Thanks to your teachings," I said calmly.

"Hahaha, you praise me too much, but it is not true. Without your own intelligence and willpower, my teachings would be useless for you," he said while writing something in his notebook.

"Thank you. I am leaving now," I said, and with a nod from Teacher Luwans, I left the training courtyard.

Luckily, my room wasn't far away, so I reached it within ten minutes, removed my sweaty clothes, and entered the cold bath prepared for me. When my naked body entered the cold bath, I involuntarily looked at my body under the water. Scars had invaded every part of my body. Knowing that my back, which I couldn't see with my eyes, was in a much worse state, I sighed.

These deep scars hadn't disappeared despite years passing and my body growing after puberty.

Fortunately, Avanne was never bothered by these ugly scars. In fact, her concerned expression was quite sweet as she gently caressed my scars. Of course, she had asked what had happened to me, and I told her my story, but hiding the fact that I still kept Emilia's corpse. After getting out of the bath, I dried myself with a towel and looked at myself in the mirror. My scars reminded me of the past.

A few days ago, Roxanne crossed my mind. I wondered what reaction this girl, who was obsessively in love with me, would have if she saw these scars. Oh... Right. After that incident, when I returned to the palace with the dragon stone Isabella gave me, she was right beside me. Most likely, she had seen my scars.

Now that I think about it, when did this girl fall in love with me? Yes, it is true that I was somewhat of a childhood friend to her, but we were not very close. Even though I tried to distance Roxanne from myself, knowing about her potential engagement to Fiona's second son, she ended up madly in love with me instead of hating me. When did she develop these feelings? Honestly, I have no idea. Huh...

Women are truly interesting beings.

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I went to my room, opened my wardrobe, and started selecting the clothes I would wear today. Being a prince, all my clothes were overly extravagant, but over time, I managed to get a few simple-colored outfits made for myself. I chose a dress decorated with black and blue colors. After dressing quickly, I left my room and walked towards my study, which was right across from Isabella's study.

I deliberately chose a study close to Isabella's.

I went to my room and quickly began reviewing the documents on the desk. Most were related to my companies. Currently, three different companies were managed under one roof by me. I named these companies after the titles of my favorite shows and movies from my previous world.

The tobacco company was named "Copranos" The bank company was "Godfather" And finally, the media company was "Goodfellas" Since I wasn't very talented at naming, why not use the names of the things I loved in my previous life? I thought about it and I gave them these names

I think the names are quite stylish. Now, I need to handle matters related to my bank company, in particular. Oh, by the way, days had passed since I killed a noble of the Herumzam kingdom, but no trace had been found yet. After all, I put the bodies and everything belonging to that noble in my dark warehouse, and now no detective who goes there will understand anything.

Ah, now that I think about it, what was the name of that noble? I don't even remember the names of the people I kill anymore.

My thoughts were interrupted when the door knocked. "Come in," I said, raising my voice. When a familiar face entered, my lips involuntarily widened. It was a woman with prominent breasts. Her gray eyes and black hair made the small, sweet mole under her mouth move when she smiled beautifully.

As she approached me with some files in her hand, the smile on her face slowly faded and was replaced by a tired expression.

"Greetings to His Excellency, Prince Ethan, son of the sun..." she said with a smile.

"Welcome, Avanne," I said. Unfortunately, I still didn't address her with a sweet nickname. "I thought our relationship was deep enough to leave formalities aside." I added.

When her face blushed, my eyes widened slightly. Since when did this girl become someone who blushes at such a simple sentence? I don't know why, but she looks a bit different.

"You look tired. Didn't you get enough sleep?" I asked.

"No, I just feel sick lately. I think someone cursed me after the gold I gained thanks to you," she replied.

In reality, a person with Kaizer power rarely got sick. Moreover, if I remember correctly, Avanne's Kaizer power was in stage 3. I nodded understandingly and took the documents from her extended hand. After a quick glance, I realized they mostly concerned the tobacco fields.

"Oh, by the way, do you know a girl named Roxanne?" she asked with a sour expression.

Hearing her words, my muscles tensed, and I looked at her curiously. "Yes, what about her?" I asked.

"Nothing. I just ran into her on my way here, and she looked at me with eyes full of hatred. Did I unintentionally do something wrong?" she asked with an angry look on her face.

"I don't think so. Did she say anything to you?" I asked, putting the document on the table.

"Oh yes. She said something like, 'I should have been the first one, you bitch!'"

I involuntarily laughed and turned to Avanne, who was looking at me with a slightly irritated expression. "Do you know why she said that?" she asked.

"Haha, who knows? But I guess she found out you were with me," I said, shrugging.

"But how would she know? And why is she so angry about me being with you?" she asked curiously.

"Well... she's a bit in love."

"With whom? You?" Avanne asked curiously. I nodded in response.

"But doesn't she know that you are a prince and and he probably doesn't know that in the future there will be more than one woman around you? I think there's another reason behind her anger towards me," she said, rubbing her temples.

"I'll talk to her later," I said, looking at Avanne, who sighed tiredly. "Come here," I said, motioning her to come closer.

When Avanne approached me, I grabbed her by the waist and placed her obviously tired body on my lap. Avanne flinched momentarily and blushed again, interestingly enough. Why is this girl starting to blush? We've done much more than this, yet now she's blushing like a virgin. I guess she can't control her emotions because she's sick...

"Why?" she asked, looking at me.

"Well, you looked tired, and I wanted to take advantage of the situation." I said, grinning.

"Muuo~ Ethan, you're naughty enough to take advantage of me even when I'm sick."

There she goes, back to her usual self. Her maternal smile and coquettish eyes were arousing, but knowing she was sick, I controlled myself and focused back on the documents on the table.

"Stay like this until I finish my work."I said while stroking her waist.

As I held Avanne on my lap, the only sounds in the room were the rustling of papers and her deep breaths in the silence. I wanted to forget about work for a while and help her relax. She looked tired, which was a problem in itself.

I pondered how disturbed Roxanne might be by this situation. It wasn't hard to understand the source of her anger at that moment. Jealousy was a feeling that usually couldn't be ignored. But knowing how Avanne could best support me in this situation was complicating things...