That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 84
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Chapter 84
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“Your Highness Crown Prince Ferdinand.”
Ferdinand, who had just been walking, turned around.
His red eyes were cold like frozen rubies, yet held an extremely indifferent light toward the person before him.
“Dave.”
Second Prince Dave.
The son of Empress Carmi, and his younger brother who wasn’t much different in age from himself.
Dave didn’t possess outstanding looks like Ferdinand did.
However, he appeared to be entering the stage of a complete ‘young man’.
The boundary between boy and young man.
Their father, Emperor Alessandro, was tall. So Dave would surely grow much taller once he aged a bit more.
Dave believed his mother’s words.
That he would be different from this damned Crown Prince who wouldn’t grow taller no matter how much he aged.
“I heard you proposed to Lady Sophia Frazier?”
Dave continued with a smile.
“She’s just retainer blood anyway. Isn’t she adopted?”
It was a sarcastic remark.
If the Crown Prince had been in a ‘normal’ state, no matter how much of a Frazier she was, he wouldn’t have proposed to a mere daughter adopted from a retainer family.
How refreshing it felt when he heard this news from his mother!
So Dave expected Ferdinand to preserve his pride with an answer like ‘She’s still from the Fraziers’.
He rather hoped that the one who always acted so aloof would do just that.
Thud, thud.
“…?!”
A gaze more worthless than glancing at mud fallen on the ground.
After throwing just such a handful of a glance, Ferdinand ignored Dave and passed by.
No one in the world had ever dared to ignore him, a prince with Empress Carmi as his mother!
And yet!
‘A defective product suffering from divine power excess syndrome, how dare he!’
Though he boiled with rage, he didn’t dare block the Crown Prince’s path.
Such was the stern etiquette of the Imperial Palace.
Moreover, there was something strangely difficult about facing the Crown Prince.
He suspected his body instinctively shrank due to that damned overflowing divine power.
“Your Highness Crown Prince.”
Dave forced his lips upward and hurriedly followed Ferdinand.
Unlike Ferdinand, who had the height of a mere 12 or 13-year-old boy, he was much taller and could quickly catch up with his stride.
He tasted a subtle sense of victorious pleasure from such things.
“If it were me, I would have proposed to the lady who’s said to be real Frazier blood.”
“Real blood?”
“Ah. Right.”
Dave giggled.
“Come to think of it, that lady’s name was… well… Ah! Tulip…? Was it? Tulip, ahaha! What a carelessly chosen name. I guess the rumors that she’s not really the Marquis’s daughter are true after all…”
“Tulia.”
“…Pardon?”
“Her name is Tulia Frazier.”
It wasn’t some carelessly chosen name.
“Dave Evichkait.”
Ferdinand’s words as he corrected him with a slight frown.
A beat later, Dave’s face turned red with anger.
‘That bastard!’
Was he indirectly calling him stupid right now?
Of course, unlike himself, Ferdinand was running at the top in almost every score, standing out remarkably even among the imperial family throughout history.
‘How is that even human?!’
As his mother said, such scores were only possible because he was a ‘real’ monster.
Rather, he himself was the human one.
Dave, who barely managed to take a deep breath, barely regained his smile.
“Yes. Though there are rumors going around that Lady Tulia Frazier is also fake.”
“….”
“As expected, the Grand Duke Frazier House is large in scale but lacks substance. Like seedless grapes.”
To please Emperor Alessandro, Empress Carmi had always taught her son Dave to subtly look down on the Fraziers.
This was because Emperor Alessandro was pleased whenever they flattered him by disparaging the Frazier family.
Ferdinand quietly stared at the confident Dave.
As befitting the son of a woman who betrayed her master by winning the Emperor’s favor.
He was doing his best to capture the Emperor’s heart in such a lowly manner.
“What’s the standard for being fake?”
“Well, when one isn’t a legitimate child born from lawful mother and father.”
“Is that so?”
Ferdinand chuckled.
His auburn hair swayed sweetly.
“Right. That’s what’s real.”
There was no further explanation.
Only Dave belatedly realized the meaning of Ferdinand’s words and exploded.
“That, that bastard?!”
Had he just indirectly called his mother, the current Empress, and himself ‘fake’?!
“Damn bastard! Monster-like defective product!”
Though Dave shouted in rage, Ferdinand had already left the Inner Palace corridor and couldn’t hear him.
No, from the beginning, Ferdinand had no interest whatsoever in Dave.
Since he was soon to leave the imperial family and head directly to the battlefield, he couldn’t even sleep three hours properly a day.
Even Schulz Schmidt, his Pneuma, was starting to worry about his health.
But Ferdinand had never been allowed any leisure from the moment he was born, so this lifestyle was familiar to him.
But suddenly.
He stopped walking.
Ferdinand looked at the Inner Palace garden where flowers were gradually blooming and frowned slightly.
“….”
He felt like he had told him for no reason.
Lady Tulia Frazier’s name.
Maybe he should have just left him thinking it was Tulip.
He felt strangely unpleasant. Irritated.
Even Ferdinand himself didn’t know the reason.
His gaze lingered on the pink flowers for a moment before he slowly began walking again.
Instead of going straight ahead as usual, his steps unconsciously followed the pink blooming flowers and greenery, though he still didn’t know why.
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Meanwhile.
“Damn it!”
Dave finally calmed down after smashing five expensive vases decorating the Inner Palace corridor, grumbling and seething.
“A defective product who gets engaged to some branch family adoptee dares to call me fake?”
Dave fumed. Anger boiled throughout his body as if he were submerged in lava.
How could he possibly bring down that monster’s arrogance?
A motherless Crown Prince who even his own father, the Emperor, found distasteful and kept at a distance.
Dave had never once properly defeated Ferdinand.
No matter what he did, he always had to taste defeat mentally.
Even now, when he had excitedly rushed over upon hearing news of an engagement to an “adoptee from a retainer family.”
“…Wait a minute.”
At that moment, a sudden thought occurred to him.
“What if I actually proposed to the real Lady Frazier…?”
Instantly, Dave’s eyes lit up.
Tulia Frazier.
Though he had momentarily forgotten her name, Dave knew that young lady very well.
At the White Tower, he had been greatly humiliated by Grand Duke Assis Frazier because of that damned woman!
Even on the carriage ride back, he had been scolded so much by his mother that for a while he would break and trample any tulips he saw decorating the Imperial Palace.
“Her face was quite, no, very pretty.”
Even though she had been wearing that filthy wet dress.
“But Mother told me then that she’s famous for having a difficult personality…”
Thanks to that, despite Tulia’s outstanding beauty, Dave had never felt even the slightest romantic interest in her.
After all, women should be gentle and kind.
Strong-willed women were absolutely not his type.
‘But…’
Thinking it over carefully again, if they married, he would be the husband anyway.
Couldn’t he just teach her to serve her husband well?
“…Hmm.”
That lady’s hot-tempered personality like a wild horse could be properly taught by his mother, Empress Carmi.
“Tulia Frazier…”
She was conveniently a lady without a mother too.
Though it was an impulsive thought, the more he mulled it over, the better the plan seemed.
“Wouldn’t she be honored to receive teachings from my mother?”
While being educated on how to properly serve her husband.
Surely she couldn’t help but fall for him, being both the Second Prince and quite handsome.
‘I’m basically a prince on a white horse incarnate.’
Moreover, rumors were quietly spreading that he, who received the Emperor’s favor, might become the next Emperor rather than the “defective” Crown Prince.
“…”
And if he gained the powerful maternal family of the real Fraziers?
Killing two birds with one stone.
One shot, two kills…?
Dave raised his head as if entranced.
“…Then this time for sure.”
Wouldn’t I finally beat that monster?
And permanently at that?
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