Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Chapter 236. A Bastard with Mustard on His Luck (2)

Dawson Abraham Harbor.

The name of the 1st prince of the Harbor Kingdom and the one with the right of succession to the next throne.

Why introduce such a person all of a sudden? Because….

“What a truly crappy neighborhood.”

This man was currently in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Atronia.

Why had the prince of the Harbor Kingdom come to the Kingdom of Atronia, and all the way to the far eastern edge at that?

The reason was simple.

“What kind of princess doesn’t listen to a royal command? Isn’t she crazy?”

It was because this man had proposed a state marriage to Princess Isabella.

The Harbor Kingdom.

This place existed to the east of the Kingdom of Atronia, but they did not share a border.

A large bay was formed between the two countries, so there was no need to directly face each other’s borders.

To travel by land, one had to pass through the Magellan Kingdom, which was sandwiched in between.

Because of this, the two countries were close yet distant neighbors.

Neighboring countries with few reasons for conflict because their borders did not directly touch.

Wasn’t it a perfect country to pursue a marriage alliance with?

Moreover, recently, the Kingdom of Atronia was the only country with abundant food amidst the great famine spreading throughout the entire continent.

The food pouring out from the granary of the Moana River basin, pioneered by the Schneider fiefdom, was more precious than gold at this time.

Thus, the Harbor Kingdom was planning to form a marriage alliance with the Kingdom of Atronia and, in return, receive a supply of food at a low price.

With the war against the Dwarves not yet over, food was desperate for the Harbor Kingdom as well.

So they had dispatched the 1st prince directly to the Kingdom of Atronia to make the marriage alliance happen.

The Kingdom of Atronia didn’t particularly need to refuse either, so things seemed to be progressing smoothly.

The problem arose right after Prince Dawson Abraham Harbor saw Isabella’s portrait.

[Oh… such a beautiful woman…. Who is this woman? What? A princess? Then why didn’t you show her to me? She already has a fiancé? As long as she isn’t married, it doesn’t matter. Give her to me.]

Prince Dawson, having loaded a round of such nonsense, didn’t even glance at the other princesses and only cried out for Isabella.

The Kingdom of Atronia also tried to explain the situation as best as they could. But….

[What, the fiancée of the Double Dragon? Then all the better. Isn’t he a cripple now?]

If he said this in the Schneider fiefdom, he would be hung upside down naked in the central square and stoned to death.

It would definitely happen.

The nobles of the Kingdom of Atronia were also extremely displeased with Prince Dawson’s attitude. However….

[If you give me Princess Isabella as my wife, I will pay the price of the food with the weapons of our Harbor Kingdom.]

This was an offer they couldn’t refuse.

When one speaks of weapons produced in the Harbor Kingdom, they mean Dwarven-made ones.

Of course, the Harbor Kingdom was currently in a serious civil war situation with the Dwarves, but it would be settled someday.

And even if it wasn’t settled right away, how much stock would they have accumulated over hundreds of years of production?

The Harbor Kingdom was the third wealthiest nation on the continent.

The opportunity to form a marriage alliance with such a country was certainly too good to pass up. In addition to that….

[When the Double Dragon’s condition will recover is….]

[In fact, it is doubtful whether he will recover at all.]

[Hmm, we must make a cool-headed judgment prioritizing the national interest.]

People who made such claims appeared.

They were mostly those who had taken money from the Harbor Kingdom and changed their opinions, but as their voices gathered one by one, the royal family could not help but feel pressured.

[First, issue a return command to Isabella.]

That was why the King had issued a return command to Princess Isabella.

The King was very fond of Patrick, but with Patrick lying in bed and no telling when he would wake up.

He had to make a realistically correct judgment.

At this time, Prince Dawson was happy, thinking that things would finally work out.

That was until he heard that Isabella had refused the King’s command.

[That can’t be. Now that it has come to this, I will make her my woman out of sheer stubbornness.]

Prince Dawson did not know how to give up.

He was the one and only prince of the Harbor Kingdom.

Because of that, he had grown up without any rivals from a young age and had easily obtained everything he wanted.

As a result, the obsession he had developed for Isabella had now turned into stubbornness, and his determination to have her at all costs had solidified.

As a result, he was now in a carriage, leading an envoy, on his way to the Schneider fiefdom himself.

“What a truly backward place. What’s so good about a place like this that she won’t come up from here?”

Prince Dawson grumbled, looking at the desolate scenery outside the carriage.

Then, his aide in front of him spoke.

“Hahaha. In fact, compared to our Harbor Kingdom, such a small country is all the same wherever you go.”

“That’s true. But isn’t this place a bit much? Is this really a place where people can live? Isn’t it a place where they send criminals into exile?”

As expected of the prince of a wealthy nation.

He was greatly disappointed by the desolation of the East.

In fact, due to the recent great famine, it was hard to see a good sight anywhere except for the developed big cities, but such understanding did not exist in the mind of the spoiled prince.

“Anyway, what a strange woman. To want to remain the fiancée of a cripple in a backward place like this.”

“Hahaha. Her mind will change once the prince goes to see her in person.”

“Of course. Ah, or maybe?”

“What thought has come to your mind?”

“Could it be that the country bumpkins of the Schneider fiefdom are forcibly holding her?”

“Ooooh, the prince’s insight is astonishing.”

“Right? If you think about it with common sense, it’s a very plausible thing. Isn’t it?”

“Without a doubt.”

As you can tell from the flow of the conversation, Prince Dawson’s aides were not particularly competent or of outstanding ability.

Most of them were individuals who had caught Prince Dawson’s eye by repeatedly flattering him until their fingerprints wore off.

It was natural that only such people remained when a person in power only kept people around him who said things that were pleasant to his ears.

Thus, the carriage rolled and rolled, finally arriving at the Schneider fiefdom.

The situation changed from there.

“Oh…. Ooooh….”

“Woooow….”

“Waaaaaaaaah….”

The jaws of Prince Dawson and his envoy dropped.

The cityscape of the Schneider fiefdom, which they arrived at after passing through castle walls much higher than those of the capital, White Town, was astonishing.

Perfectly maintained roads.

Neatly built new buildings made of brick.

And looking around at the people walking about, no one was wearing rags.

Even in the capital of a nation, one would normally expect to see about three out of ten people from the poor class. On the contrary….

“That commoner woman over there, is that scarf she’s wearing silk?”

“No way? She looks like a commoner.”

“But I think it’s right.”

Now that the Elves have completed their migration, the Schneider fiefdom is the only producer of silk on the continent.

As locals, the price was also cheap, so even commoner girls could afford one or two silk scarves.

And the further they went inside, the more surprising it became.

Seeing an Orc working at a new construction site, someone said.

“Prince Dawson. That’s an Orc over there.”

“Hoh, so that’s an Orc? I’ve never seen one before.”

Green skin and rippling muscles.

Prince Dawson nodded at the sight of a being incomparably stronger than humans.

“Indeed, if you enslave such a race, I can understand how you built such a huge city.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Hmm, impressive. It was a more impressive place than I thought.”

Prince Dawson was a human supremacist.

There were some people like this, but if a royal of the Harbor Kingdom had this way of thinking, it was a serious problem.

Why? Because the immense wealth of the Harbor Kingdom came from exclusive trade with the non-human race, the Dwarves.

So the successive kings had always done their best to maintain good relations with the Dwarves.

Although they were now at odds and at war, the Harbor royal family and the Dwarves of the Iron Mountains had been neighbors coexisting for hundreds of years.

And Prince Dawson had disliked this fact since he was a child.

[Why do we have to maintain an equal relationship with those short and ugly guys? Can’t we just capture them all and make them slaves? That would earn us more money, wouldn’t it?]

The teachers in charge of his education were horrified and tried to change the prince’s mind somehow.

But was it due to his innate nature?

Prince Dawson did not listen to what the teachers said with a sullen face. On top of that, when the civil war with the Dwarves broke out, it was the final blow.

[See. Wasn’t I right? This happened because we treated those short, barrel-like guys well. We should have captured them and made them slaves from the beginning.]

he would say triumphantly.

Moreover, unlike before, now that they were actually in a fierce war with the Dwarves, some nobles agreed with Prince Dawson’s opinion, and….

As a result, Prince Dawson’s human supremacism became even more firm.

To such a Prince Dawson, the Orc tribe sweating and working alongside humans at the construction site looked like nothing but slaves.

That wasn’t the end of it.

As they walked down the street, they also saw Elves walking around nonchalantly.

Even with their bare faces.

Normally, when Elves went outside, they would cover their bodies from head to toe in black clothes.

But here, they were just walking around comfortably as if it were their hometown.

The people around them didn’t find such Elves strange either.

What an amazing sight this was.

Especially, Prince Dawson and his aides drooled when they saw beautiful Elf women entering shops and shopping like humans.

“Prince, what do you think?”

“Hmm, it seems the Lord of Schneider has made a pretty decent place. It’s not as bad a place as I thought.”

“I think so too. Therefore….”

“I know. I’ll talk to the Baron. What’s the problem with taking a few of them on the way back?”

“Hahaha. As expected of the Prince.”

As befitting an extreme human supremacist, Prince Dawson thought that if they asked, Count Schneider would naturally gift them a few Elf women.

And so, the giant pile of crap prince had arrived at the Schneider fiefdom.

***

“The prince of the Harbor Kingdom?”

“Yes, my lord. He is waiting in the reception room now.”

At Chandler’s report, Count Schneider was flustered.

“My, so suddenly without any word….”

After being promoted to the rank of Count recently, the number of guests visiting him had increased.

But he didn’t want to create any political factions, so he had been refusing most meetings and sending them back nicely.

But suddenly, the prince of a nation?

‘Why did he come to our fiefdom?’

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t think of anything.

In the end, he had no choice but to meet him….

“I’ll go now.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Thus, the Count headed to the reception room. And there, he could see a man with dark skin and blonde hair sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed arrogantly.

What was peculiar was that the other men around him all looked similar.

He could tell that the dark brown skin and the excessively shiny blonde hair were not natural but dyed.

‘What is this? Is it some kind of religious ritual?’

This was a fashion trend popular among some young people in the Harbor Kingdom, a look called the Gold Sun style.

Count Schneider, seeing it for the first time, was bewildered. But he calmly did what he had to do.

“Ahem, I am Count Schneider. Who might be the prince of the Harbor Kingdom?”

“Oh, that’s me.”

The way he raised only his hand in greeting without even getting up from his seat was extremely arrogant.

Count Schneider bowed his head without any issue and said.

“I greet His Highness, the prince of the Harbor Kingdom. I am Jaycall Schneider.”

“Oh, right. Good work.”

A nonchalant voice and a blatantly condescending smile. And on top of that, the young punks who were looking at the top of Count Schneider’s head and snickering.

The knights watching this scene from the side had their brows twitching.

‘Those bastards….’

‘Who do they dare….’

‘Do they all want to die?’

The evaluation of Count Schneider, who had bravely led and protected the fiefdom during the Monster Stampede, had become very high.

Originally, Count Schneider was known for his excellent character and enjoyed the firm support of his subjects, but his willingness to fight without regard for his own life during the Stampede moved them in a different way.

He was perceived not just as a weak and good-natured person, but as a brave person who knew how to fight for his fiefdom, dedicating his whole body.

No matter if he was royalty, Prince Dawson’s image, who was showing a blatantly rude attitude towards such a Count Schneider, was already at its worst.

“Hmm, raise your head and take a seat.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Only after receiving permission did Count Schneider sit opposite the prince.

And Prince Dawson said with a swaggering expression.

“I saw it on my way here, the fiefdom is excellent.”

“Thank you for noticing.”

“You’re making good use of the non-humans.”

“…….”

“Do you have a secret to coaxing those barbaric and difficult ones? Hahaha.”

“…….”

“If you have a secret, let me know. I want to learn too. As you know, in our country too, there are some barrel-like things with arms and legs that don’t listen.”

He seemed to think it was a funny joke.

In fact, Prince Dawson’s aides were chuckling as if they found it amusing.

But at these words, even the good-natured Count Schneider’s expression hardened.

“The non-human people residing in our fiefdom are in a covenant relationship with us, bound by trust. It is by no means a relationship where we unilaterally command them.”

“Ah ah. That’s, well, something you say publicly because there are noisy people. When we’re among ourselves, there’s no need for such pretense.”

“…….”

Count Schneider bit his lip hard.

He was famous for being a good-natured person, but this was the first time he had met a human who was so unreasonable.

They were just not a good match on a human level.

Prince Dawson, too, seeing Count Schneider’s face harden, said as if he was bored.

“Well, if you want to keep up the pretense to the end, that’s your choice.”

“Could you please state your purpose for visiting our fiefdom?”

Count Schneider, asking for the main point.

Then Prince Dawson, after taking a sip of the tea in front of him, said.

“Well, it’s nothing much. Princess Isabella is in this fiefdom, right? Isn’t she?”

“Yes. The princess is residing in our fiefdom.”

That wasn’t much of a secret. But the words that followed were a problem.

“Bring her here.”

“…May I ask the reason?”

“What, why do you have to ask so much? Just do as you’re told, will you?”

In that moment, a few of the knights guarding the Count flinched their hands.

‘XX, I almost cut him down.’

‘That bastard’s colors are really red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, and colorful.’

‘If he wasn’t a prince….’

There is no knight who would not be angry in a situation where their lord is being insulted.

Count Schneider, feeling that the knights’ atmosphere was unusual, said in a calm voice.

“Princess Isabella is my son’s fiancée and a member of our country’s royal family. I cannot summon her recklessly without a valid reason.”

“Tsk, so uptight….”

He was a prince who couldn’t read the room to save his life.

Was it because he had never had to read the mood in his life?

Or was it because he had never properly trained with a sword?

Prince Dawson was completely oblivious to the killing intent emanating from the surrounding knights.

Seeing that Baron Schneider showed no signs of yielding, he grumbled and said.

“I don’t know if news has reached this rural outpost, but recently, a state marriage is being promoted between our Harbor Kingdom and the Kingdom of Atronia.”

“…….”

Count Schneider’s face hardened like never before.

And Prince Dawson continued with a sneering voice.

“You seem to have a rough idea.”

“…….”

“Yes. I’m talking about the state marriage between me and Princess Isabella.”

Count Schneider bit his lip hard and said.

“…Are you aware that the princess is engaged to my son, Patrick?”

“Ah, I know. I do know, but….”

Prince Dawson muttered in a small voice.

“Your son is practically dead, isn’t he?”

At that moment, even Count Schneider couldn’t hold back his displeasure and stood up.

“It seems there is nothing more to hear.”

“What? Hey… I know you’re upset, but calm down.”

“Sir Kainel.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Sanson, called by Count Schneider, answered promptly.

“Send the guests back.”

“Yes. I understand.”

And as if there was nothing more to hear, Count Schneider stood up and left.

And the knights forcibly pushed Prince Dawson and his party outside.

“What? Who do you think you’re touching?”

“It is the lord’s command. Please leave.”

“Do you think you can get away with this? I could have you all killed for lèse-majesté.”

“I don’t care, so get…. Please leave.”

Sanson desperately suppressed his surging anger and pushed them out of the mansion.

Lèse-majesté or not, a knight obeys his lord’s command. And in fact, if Count Schneider hadn’t been here, Sanson would have drawn his sword.

‘Consider yourselves lucky, you bright yellow chicks.’