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Gene Gamer in Release That Witch ff

Rebirth in magic and sorcery with the witches. He was reborn as the 4th prince and join his adventure as learn and earn in this world.

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The mystery assassin

"Ugh!" Roland felt a sharp pain in his head for a split second before he recovered and started staring at the window.

'This gene even has a function that can grow your stats naturally. With higher VIT, STR, AGI, STA, and END, I can move more with ease as if the weight in my body has lifted. Even the INT and WIS has grown a lot resulting in my brain being more improve to concentration and memorization. As for money...they can be practically obtained by almost every quest or achievements. From hunting animals, successfully training your body up to gaining someone's recognition....This is quite annoying, knowing that I could have wasted all my money on the gene but is locked for my use, thus resulting in a dysfunctional system.'

"*sigh* Alright, let's stop thinking about the system for a while..." Roland muttered as he was growing crazy from all those thoughts, he wanted to speak his mind out loud but he couldn't risk someone hearing him.

Oh right, I have to thank Halloween for guarding me all this time I look at her and she is in a corner I smiled and said "Thank you Halloween."

"Its no problem, Master...it looks like you've grown a little stronger in that short period of time" she said.

"W-well it should be a secret, okay? I promise I will make you stronger too, but its not the right time now" I replied.

"I looked forward to it, master"

I smiled at that, Oh that's right maybe I can put her into the Dimension Gallery since she is a pumpkin puppet for now its best to hide her for now she is my lifeline, but I should her permission first.

"Halloween, can you go to my Dimension Gallery? I actually want to hide you for now. It is possible?" I said

"Are you uncomfortable with my presence here? Because I'm just a curse puppet?"

"N-no, its not like that I actually want to keep you as my trump card in case someone assassinate me!" I hurriedly explain to her.

After thinking for a moment, She replied "Very well, I will hide for now, but let me out once in a while, okay?"

"Sure, that's my plan from the start."

Roland started thinking about who could be the possible assassin and he immediately started from his most trusted people and personal closest to him after that, he focused his sight on people working in the kitchen.

'I don't remember anyone significant from the kitchen and someone would have noticed if somebody is adding something into the food. Not to mention, they aren't making food only for me which means that it would kill even other people, however, nothing of sort happened. This can only mean that the one who killed the prince is someone very close to him, possibly someone *yawn* who brings the food to him.' Roland finally started feeling his eyelids getting heavy so he decided to continue tomorrow.

For the last time, he looked towards the doors at his "masterpiece" and a sly smile formed on his face. With the dagger under his pillow, he was fully ready to go to sleep. Roland fell asleep with one hand under the pillow and another at top of his belly.

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*Creak* *Bam!* The following morning when someone opened doors to Roland's room, a stack of books fell down from his nightstand, slightly surprising a maid who just walked inside with his breakfast.

"Um..." Roland obviously woke up due to the loud sound but he wasn't making any sudden movements since he already noticed the sunlight, instead, he was just observing the maid with a sleepy look on his face.

"Good morning, Your Highness" The maid did the basic courtesy before focusing on her job.

"Good morning...Tyre" Roland awkwardly replied but it just sounded as if he was still sleepy.

Roland got up from his bed and threw some clothes on just to quickly cover his sleepwear.

"I am finished here. If you excuse me now, Your Highness." Tyre said with a faint blush before trying to leave his room but Roland stopped her quickly enough.

"Tyre?"

"? Yes, Your Highness? Do you require anything else from me?" Tyre turned at Roland with a confused expression as she saw him nonchalantly playing with the cup of hot tea, smelling its fragrance but never tasting it.

Roland took his eyes from the swirl he created in the cup of tea and looked at Tyre with a faint smile on his face.

"I am still feeling slightly drowsy. I was hoping if you could remind me if you are always the one bringing the food to me." Roland asked with a calm tone.

"Yes, ever since you named me your Head maid, you wanted the food to be delivered by me, Your Highness. Is there perhaps any problem with it?" Tyre asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable inside. She couldn't put her finger on it but she felt that Roland Wimbledon in front of her wasn't the same person. He never tried to get handsy yesterday and neither did he try it now.

"No problem here. You may take your leave, thank you for the hard work." Roland took a few steps towards Tyre and put his hand on her shoulder before speaking with a kind smile on his face.

Tyre nodded her head and bowed to him before taking her to leave. Roland watched the doors close and the moment she disappeared, his kind smile changed to a slightly shrewd smile while narrowing his cold grey eyes.

"Found you."

'I will investigate a bit more just to make sure but I am already more than 80 % sure that it is Tyre. Well, for now, I will be getting food straight from the kitchen or send Anna to get us some food since it would look suspicious for a prince to go to the kitchen. I also don't want to arose Tyre's suspicion. It was already visible that she found my behaviour strange since our Fourth Prince used to get handsy with her at every moment he could get. To be honest, Tyre was in the perfect position to assassinate him, both high position and seduction, this prince never had any chance.'

'Your Highness...my ass' When Roland arrived at his room, he immediately fell on his bed with his back first while covering his tired face with his hand.

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