3-1 The pampered prince

[The fifth world has been completed. As the goal of the mission has not been achieved, no points have been awarded.]

[Please work harder in the future, to ensure the fulfillment of the terms of the contract.]

As Yu Qingyu felt a connection with a new body forming, the first thing he did was let out a long sigh.

Of course, he already knew he failed the world. But hearing this unfamiliar announcement from the system hit a bit differently.

Still, he was nowhere as distressed about it as he expected. When he first started doing the missions, he was extremely nervous. Then, he got even more anxious and stressed when the other transmigrator appeared, and when he found out that he was targeting him…

But now, when he actually lost and failed a mission, all that he thought was, 'Oh well.'

There was nothing he could do but move on.

Instead of brooding about the past, he opened his eyes, sat up, and took a look around.

He was lying on a massive bed, surrounded by a thick canopy, that blocked most of the light from coming through from the outside. As he pushed the soft, heavy material aside, a large, fancy room came into his view. It was flooded by the sunlight, falling through huge balcony windows, which opened up to a spacious terrace. The furniture, made from ebony, was exquisitely decorated with sculpted elements. There were several paintings on the walls, and a glorious fresco adorning the ceiling. Even the rug on the floor looked luxurious. The room gave off a medieval European nobility vibe.

'Alright. 520, fill me in on the next mission,' Yu Qingyu addressed the system, as he got up from bed to examine his surroundings closely.

[Of course. Your current identity is Prince Allen Cirian Feynen, the second prince of the Kingdom of Cellion. Cellion has been at war with the neighboring Kingdom of Vestavia for the past three years, and is currently during the peace treaty negotiations.]

[Your mission is to ensure that the negotiations go well, until the envoy leaves in two months.]

'Hmm…' Yu Qingyu thought the system's instructions through as he observed various trinkets standing on top of the fireplace. 'So short this time? How many points is the mission worth then?'

[For a perfect completion of the mission you can be rewarded with 75 points.]

Yu Qingyu almost ended up knocking over a glass ornament out of shock. '75?!' He brushed back his hair, taking a deep breath. 'Then it's not so easy, is it? Are the negotiations not going well?'

[The negotiations have been going well, so far. However, Duke Dehdis Sethor, who rules over the territory bordering Vestavia, doesn't want the war to end, as he hopes to expand his Duchy. Moreover, Prince Allen doesn't involve himself with politics. Host's current identity makes it difficult for Host to intervene.]

Yu Qingyu let out a sigh, tousling his hair, which seemed to be middle-length and wavy this time. 'Alright then, so what kind of person is Prince Allen?'

520 immediately rushed to explain, [He is the youngest of six siblings. As his mother, Queen Adellana, passed away when he was merely 3 years old, he has been pampered without any restraints since childhood by everyone in the castle. He has no interest in politics, and despite being second in line for the crown, he never intended to compete for the throne.]

'Is he a spoiled brat then?'

[Not exactly. It is unknown how he would behave if he were not to get what he wanted, because he has never been denied anything, but he is generally well-mannered. Cheerful, optimistic, and easy-going, he is well-liked by everyone. His main flaws would be being frivolous and detached from reality.]

'Eh, could be worse,' Yu Qingyu breathed out in relief. At least he wouldn't have to pretend to throw a tantrum.

He walked over to the windows, and opened them wide, letting the fresh air into the room. As he walked over to the edge of the balcony and leaned against the balustrade, the beautiful scenery of the spacious castle gardens came into view. The trees have been dyed in various shades of red and yellow, the signs of the fall. Every now and then, a leaf would fall down, fluttering in the wind, before falling on the ground, or into the large, deep azure pond. In the bright morning light, all the colors were particularly vivid, making the view even more alluring.

[By the way, Host. 748 is here.]

Yu Qingyu just nodded his head absentmindedly. He expected this much. Of course, that added up to the difficulty of the mission, but he didn't feel particularly distressed.

'So, if Prince Allen was not involved in politics, how should I carry on the mission? Any recommendations?'

[As the main obstacle to the successful peace negotiation is Duke Dehdis Sethor, as long as Host ensures he cannot get in the way, the mission should end up a success. To achieve it, Host can for example use his daughter, Lady Elowen Sethor, to convince him to give up on war.]

'His daughter? What is her relationship with Prince Allen?' Yu Qingyu frowned.

[They are betrothed.]

Hearing 520's answer, Yu Qingyu let out a groan. But before he had a chance to complain about this arrangement, there came the sound of knocking on the door.

Yu Qingyu returned to the room, and was about to speak, when he suddenly realized something.

This place was most definitely not in China!

'The language?' he quickly asked 520, slightly panicked.

[I will transfer it right away!]

The sudden flow of the foreign language filling his brain gave Yu Qingyu a vertigo. He grabbed a window frame, trying to maintain his balance.

Before he was able to recover, the knocking on the door repeated. Not wanting to make the other person wait, Yu Qingyu cleared his throat, and spoke up, the word coming from his mouth still sounding a bit foreign to him. "Enter."

The door opened, and a servant came in, bowing down as soon as he saw the prince. "Your Highness, lunch is about to be served." Although the sentence was so unfamiliar, Yu Qingyu was able to understand it well. It was a bit funny feeling.

Slightly confused, Yu Qingyu tilted his head. 'Lunch? What about breakfast? Haven't I just gotten up?' he couldn't help but ask 520.

[Prince Allen has a habit of sleeping in. Which is why he often skips breakfast, and only gets up in time for lunch.]

The corners of Yu Qingyu's mouth raised involuntarily in a smile. 'That doesn't sound too bad…'

Being able to sleep in every day was definitely something he would enjoy! Out of joy, he even temporarily forgot about being betrothed. Too bad it was only for two months…

"Thank you. I will be there shortly," he nodded at the servant politely.

'520, how am I supposed to get ready? Is there a bathroom? What about clothes?' he asked the system as soon as the door closed after the servant.

[The bathroom is behind the door to your right. As for the clothes, in the dressing room to your left. I will transfer all the necessary information right away.]

'Only the very basics! How to navigate this world, and about the people in the castle!' Yu Qingyu rushed to tell the system. He didn't want to have all the information transferred all at once, lest he would get a headache again.