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Weakest Prince

A person from modern Earth has been transmigrated into a world where magic, powerful knights, and all kinds of other things exist, taking on the role of a prince. At first, he is glad to be in the body of a prince, but he quickly realizes that he is actually the weakest and most condemned among all the princes. As he worries about this, his system arrives. The first novel I published. (The story starts off slow-paced, but I'll try my best to pick up the pace as it goes on.") Note: His system is a 'Simp' system, so he had to act simp to gain a simp points to increase his stats. Cover photo isn't mine

notoverlydone · Fantasy
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40 Chs

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Mathias watched the soldiers laughing with contorted faces, but remained expressionless.

Prince Ren noticed Mathias's indifference and said, "I preferred the fifth brother I saw at breakfast this morning. He was much bolder and braver, not hiding behind an indifferent mask."

Mathias ignored the prince and thoughtfully rubbed his chin as he noticed a teenager soldier who wasn't laughing in the crowd.

In the midst of all the mocking and laughter, Mathias noticed that the young man with black hair was watching calmly without any disdain.

Mathias thought that the young man had potential, even though he was just a soldier.

The fact that he wasn't laughing at Mathias caught his attention.

Prince Ren mocked Mathias again, saying with a fake caring tone, "Sigh! It seems that although the fourth brother held back this morning, he still did some damage to the poor fifth brother. It must have affected his brain. Hehe."

Prince Ren couldn't help but laugh before trying to restrain it and appear more convincing in his humiliation of Mathias. The crowd burst into laughter.

Mathias noticed that the young soldier also smiled a little bit.

He realized he had been wrong in his judgement and shook his head in pity. Seeing Mathias shaking his head,

Prince Ren thought that his words had affected Mathias and smiled happily.

Prince Ren's personal knight, Newman, also smiled widely, his yellowed teeth fitting his burly and bearded appearance.

"Don't worry fifth brother, although I'm not as good as the fourth brother when it comes to beatings, I'm not too bad myself," Prince Ren revealed his intention and smiled widely as he motioned for his knight to bring two wooden swords.

Knight Newman nodded and walked over to the training ground, where all kinds of weapons were kept.

Mathias wondered if Prince Ren wanted to fight him and looked at him with a smile. "Fifth brother, as your younger brother, I would like for you to teach this younger brother of yours,"

Prince Ren acted kind again, trying to humiliate Mathias further.

He wanted to make it clear that Mathias was older yet useless.

He made it difficult for Mathias to decline by using the terms "younger brother" for himself and "elder brother" for Mathias.

The crowd thought that, as usual, Mathias would decline, but instead he calmly replied, "Alright."

It was the first time Mathias had spoken, despite all the attention.

Mathias smiled, it looked like he could test his new skills on this younger brother of his. He thought cheerfully.

However, the crowd was dumbfounded and stunned.

There's no way! They thought Mathias really must have suffered a brain damage.

They couldn't help but mock him.

Prince Ren just wanted to see Mathias' reaction, he didn't expect him to accept so quickly.

Prince Ren smiled in disdain.

Meanwhile, while waiting, Mathias inspected Prince Ren's status.

[Human: Ren Helios Rothmere.

Occupation: Student of Royal Knight Academy.

Hidden Identity: Member of Midas Hand.

Class: Dark Knight.

Realm: Apprentice, Middle Stage.]

Oh? Midas Hand? That's new.

Mathias had heard of the Royal Knight Academy before, where some of his brothers had trained and learned.

And Ren and Lance were on vacation and were only about a week away from coming back again.

They came back once a month, and with their status, the academy didn't have much power to stop them.

But what Mathias was curious about was this Midas Hand.

He knew the meaning of the Midas Hand from his previous life, but he was curious about whether such a group actually existed, and that even a prince was just a member of it.

Knight Newman returned with two wooden swords.

Prince Ren laughed and took the sword from Knight Newman, throwing it towards Mathias. Mathias' thoughts were interrupted by that, and he saw Prince Ren's face provocatively challenging him.

Mathias took the sword and swung it awkwardly.

The crowd saw Mathias swinging the wooden sword awkwardly and laughed.

The young soldier that Mathias had noticed earlier was also laughing. Knight Newman sneered in disdain.

"You ready, elder brother?" Prince Ren mockingly asked.

Mathias, who was swinging the sword, might have looked awkward since this body rarely held a sword.

However, with blade mastery, his body seemed to have trained with it for many years and had lots of battle experience.

Of course, it was just an illusion, but it proved that blade mastery, although passive, was such a good skill.

The few knights and soldiers who were training also looked at the commotion and watched the show.