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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 · ファンタジー
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40 Chs

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Mathias felt nothing except for the sudden influx of Mana entering his body.

His mind became clear and his eyesight improved.

He was able to think more clearly and felt a sense of peace in his mind.

As for the change in his stamina, Mathias didn't notice any difference, but he knew it was normal.

With increased stamina, he would be able to exercise his body for longer periods of time and have more endurance in bed with a partner in the future, he thought with an evil smile.

With seventy Mana, he would also be able to use shadow walk for at least seven minutes.

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In her humble room, Isabella couldn't help but clasp her hands to her cheeks, which were blushing faintly. "I kissed Prince Mathias!" she thought.

The more she thought about it, the faster her heart beat and the hotter she felt.

She even wondered what would happen the next time the Prince called for her. She shook her head, trying to erase these thoughts from her mind.

It was uncommon for a Prince to pay attention to someone like her, and the sudden kiss from the Prince had overwhelmed her.

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Back in his room, Mathias was doing push-ups when a knock sounded at his door. He stood up and wiped his sweat, although his suit and hair were still slightly damp from perspiration.

His strength had increased from 4.00 to 4.60, a difference of 0.60, and his durability had increased by 0.20.

His stamina had also increased by 0.10.

The increase in his physical stats didn't seem like much after two hours of exercise, but Mathias still felt it was worth it. He opened the door to find Butler Edward standing there. "Prince Mathias, His Majesty has summoned you to the dining room," Edward said respectfully.

Mathias thought to himself, "Is it time already?" From his memories, the royal family, including the princes and princesses, were invited to dine with the King, except for those royals who were away or lived independently outside the palace.

Mathias had only just transmigrated that afternoon, and now it was already evening.

"Already, huh?" Mathias sighed. "I'm still sweaty... Sigh."

He obviously couldn't face the King and Queen, or his siblings, with a stinky appearance.

"Prince, there are still ten minutes before dining," Edward reminded him.

Mathias nodded at this reminder.

Looking at himself, he ordered Edward to prepare a new suit and robes for him before hurrying to wash himself.

As he looked at the old bathroom, Mathias was speechless for a moment.

The treatment he received compared to other Princes was vastly different!

He had to manually lift a barrel of water and use it to wash himself.

No wonder Mathias had more points in strength.

He remembered that his younger brother, Prince Lukas, had a hot tub that was manually heated by a servant using charcoal lit under the bath, and the bath was filled with Tiger-designed statues.

It was much more luxurious and exquisite. Mathias sighed, he couldn't complain.

He just had to think of this as training.

And considering that Lukas's mother was the Queen, it wasn't surprising.

After washing himself, Mathias walked out of the room, and Edward respectfully handed him his clothes. "Thanks," Mathias thanked Edward and put on the suit.

Edward was surprised that Prince Mathias actually knew how to thank others. This was new to him.

As Mathias walked through the grand hall of the palace towards the royal dining room, Edward followed closely behind him.

Mathias looked at the right wall, which had paintings of the generations of Kings and Queens hanging on it.

The left wall of the hall had family pictures of the royal family from the past to the present, lined up in a row.

Mathias's father was the eighth King of Lucia. The Kingdom of Lucia had already existed for centuries, with its capital being the City of Rothmere, which was also the last name of the royal family.

His father's name was Eclessias Lucia Rothmere.

Lucia was his middle name, different from Mathias, whose middle name was inherited from his mother's last name, who was a concubine.