Chapter 4: I’m sixteen years old, you know!? I’m doing the work of a lord, you know!
 

 
“I’m awake…!”
 
The day after buying the wounded slaves. I woke up feeling groggy.
 
Well, who would have thought. The slaves I randomly bought were remnants of the new regime’s enemies, with a prince mixed in among them.
 
And for my casual words to make them motivated for a “counter-revolution”—that’s just impossible.
 
…Hm?… Read more

Chapter 3: They’re talking about a counter-revolution now~~~~~~~~~~!?

“—It’s embarrassing to say, but I wasn’t liked by the ministers. They all supported my younger brother the Second Prince’s revolution.”

“I-I see…”

This was after receiving that shocking revelation.

After throwing everyone into the bathhouse, I called out the actually-a-prince Weiss-kun and the muscular young man who was apparently the knight order’s vice-captain—Sonia-kun—to hear the details.

“Well, I’m such an unfriendly man. I suppose it was inevitable…”

“No, Weiss-sama is not at fault!… Read more

Chapter 2: When I Bought Slaves, One Was a Prince!?!?!?!?

 
“—Now then.”
 
After finishing the business discussion. Kinoko-kun had left, and about thirty sick and injured slaves remained before me.
 
They all had expressions showing they couldn’t keep up with the situation. Well, it’s better than their initial dead-looking faces—those were gloomy.
 
“I bought you all for one reason. To make you submit to this Reite-Hungaria-sama and protect me until you die.”… Read more

Chapter 1: Slave Merchant VS Lady Reite-sama!!!!

 
During teatime after breakfast.
 
“—Reite-Hungaria commands you! Servants, bring me a newspaper!”
 
[Yes, Reite-ojousama~~~~~!!!]
 
With a single command, dozens of servants came running, each carrying a newspaper.
 
N-no, I don’t need that many~
 
“One is enough, so go back…”
 
[Yes~!!!]
 
I took one newspaper from a random servant and sent them all away.
 
Even the gardener came rushing over—you people should do your jobs.… Read more

Prologue — The Morning of Reite-Hungaria (Sixteen Years Old) Comes Early

“I, awaken──!”

Yes, my morning, the morning of Reite-Hungaria, comes early.

Before the stone-chicken basilisks at the quarry even begin to crow, I rise and begin my morning preparations all by myself.

I sit before my dressing table and run a comb through my proud, silky silver hair.

I do not allow the maids to assist me.

Why, you ask? Because just the other day, they got into a fistfight over the “right to assist with my morning preparations.”… Read more

VOLUME 1

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