The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46. Goal (1)

“Making an old man like me do such hard physical labor.”

“Didn’t you say you were still in your youth just the other day?”

“Just because I’m young doesn’t mean you should make me do this kind of work! For a young person to already have such a narrow-minded way of thinking, I’m worried about this country’s future, truly worried.”

Seiji gritted his teeth and dug into the ground with his shovel.

He stopped planting seedlings in the dirt and whipped his head toward me.

“This is elder abuse, you brat!”

“Didn’t you call it employment fraud before?”

“It’s both! Both!”

“I wonder about that.”

I sat in the shade and shrugged my shoulders at Seiji, who was shouting angrily.

“Strictly speaking, it’s not employment fraud. Maybe disguised employment, though.”

I was the one who got scammed with employment fraud.

Seiji raised both eyebrows sharply.

“Oh my? You speak well. Birds of a feather really do flock together – that one’s got quite the temperament too.”

Though he grumbled with his mouth, he was tending to the garden more diligently than usual.

“Grandpa, what’s this?”

“Hey! You little mutt! Don’t touch that carelessly! That’s a poisonous plant!”

“Woo, what’s a poisonous plant? Is it food?”

Seiji quickly lifted up Emilia, who was crouching beside him.

He snatched the small seedling Emilia was holding and threw it on the ground.

“Hey! How can you call yourself a caretaker and neglect a child like this! You should be holding her or carrying her on your back!”

“Neglect? I’m watching her constantly like this.”

And it’s not like I want to let Emilia run around like that either.

The princess herself threw a tantrum saying she wanted to play next to that moody old man, so what could I do?

“Her Imperial Highness likes you better than me, so I have no choice but to sit here with my hands tied.”

“What? Ha, this is ridiculous.”

Seiji let out a hollow laugh and eventually hoisted Emilia onto his back.

“Really, people who don’t know how to take care of children wanting to look after them, tsk tsk. Listen here, you little mutt, I’ll carry you on my back, so stop picking up and eating random things. Got it?”

“Woo, Ria likes Cloud Grandpa!”

“…Sigh, what kind of rough situation is this in my old age? My back is going to bend, it’s bending.”

Seiji supported Emilia’s bottom with one hand and began organizing the scattered seedlings with the other.

“Prince Edwin’s lesson time is in 30 minutes, so finish your work before then.”

“Ah, I got it! You don’t even work but you sure nag a lot!”

I watched the grumbling Seiji and then looked up at the sky.

Four days had already passed since we returned from Ruxen Village.

On the surface, it was the same monotonous daily life as always, but quite a lot had happened in between.

‘The King of Adamant sending someone was the most unexpected.’

Just yesterday, the King of Adamant and his knights who had visited the Bentrum Empire left the Empire.

And two days ago.

The King of Adamant sent someone to the 3rd Prince’s Palace.

‘His name was Oliver.’

I recalled the face of the simple-looking knight.

He suddenly came and apologized with an awkward smile.

– I heard that The 3rd Prince was ill for about two days. Are you feeling better now?

What does it matter whether a foreign prince is sick or not?

Especially not the 1st or 2nd Prince, but the 3rd Prince who couldn’t even participate in the succession struggle.

– His Majesty the King asked me to convey his apologies for not being able to visit personally.

Oliver delivered his lord’s apology along with a large box as a get-well gift and disappeared.

The contents of the box were surprisingly a bow and arrows.

‘Since it’s a country famous for knights, I thought they’d give a sword at least.’

I never expected them to give a bow and arrows as a gift.

‘No, could he have known and been considerate?’

Edwin had never learned swordsmanship.

Perhaps the King of Adamant knew this and deliberately sent the bow and arrows.

Though that didn’t mean Edwin had learned archery either.

‘Strange fellow.’

I recalled those golden eyes that smiled wickedly while giving off a familiar soap scent.

Rather than a king of a nation, he felt more like a mercenary king.

I shook off thoughts about the King of Adamant and turned my head.

‘Hmm, that’s unexpected. Reinforcements?’

The gazes I felt from beyond the wall had increased from one to several.

‘One is the original guy. Where did the other one come from?’

I wanted to capture them immediately and interrogate them about their backing, but it was difficult.

Right now, I was a prince’s caretaker, not an assassin guild leader.

‘They haven’t caused any particular problems yet, so I’ll wait and see.’

I frowned and stood up from my seat.

“30 minutes are up!”

“Ah, I got it!”

Seiji heard my words and angrily pulled off his gloves and threw them down.

I received Emilia from Seiji as he passed by me with quick steps, then saw him off.

Today too, another day at the 3rd Prince’s Palace was passing by quickly.

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Thud.

Seiji closed the Imperial language grammar and writing textbook with a loud sound.

It was an easy textbook that other princes graduated from at five or six years old, but Edwin was different.

This happened because the previous academic tutor wasn’t enthusiastic, and Edwin also had no particular will to learn.

However, Seiji succeeded in making the prince master Imperial grammar that had been stagnant for years in just one week of being a tutor.

It was truly an achievement worthy of his reputation as The Great Sage.

“Edwin, what do you want to become?”

Edwin looked up at his teacher’s question.

His small hand holding the quill pen stopped in place.

“…What do I want to become?”

It was a question he had never heard in his entire life.

Edwin’s eyes were colored with bewilderment.

“Why are you like that?”

“…I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“I’ve never thought about it.”

Despite it being a very simple question, the young prince couldn’t answer easily.

The answer Edwin gave after pondering for a long time wasn’t very satisfactory from the teacher’s perspective.

“You’ve never thought about it? Why?”

“Emma, that is, The Previous Caretaker, wanted me to leave for the Holy Kingdom as soon as my coming-of-age ceremony ended. She said it would be better for me to become a cleric rather than staying here…”

This time, Seiji’s eyes were stained with bewilderment.

He too wasn’t unaware of what kind of existence the 3rd Prince Edwin was in the Imperial Palace.

He had received hints from Rachel beforehand, and just by looking at the attitudes and gazes of the external servants who came and went from the Prince’s Palace, he could roughly understand how the situation was unfolding.

‘It’s not that I don’t understand.’

The moment a crown prince was decided, it was the Empire’s custom for other princes to either inherit their maternal family’s noble titles or be killed quietly.

So for the 3rd Prince, who had no maternal family or backing, the only way to survive was to give up both his status and wealth and become a cleric of the Holy Kingdom.

‘Still, I was hoping for an answer like wanting to become emperor, wanting to become a grand duke, or at least wanting to become a knight.’

Even if he’s a fool, I thought someone born a prince would have at least that much spirit.

‘Hmm, this is boring.’

Teaching a student without goals was neither fun nor rewarding.

Seiji pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Do you want to become like that too?”

He picked up the holy scripture that had been placed in one corner of the desk.

“To become a cleric of the Holy Kingdom, you must abandon both your status and your name. You can’t make friends or lovers. Family goes without saying. Do you want such a life?”

The path of a saint is noble and lonely.

That’s why few could endure and walk that path to the end.

Moreover, even after completing his coming-of-age ceremony, Edwin was merely a boy of barely ten-something years.

To tell a boy who hadn’t even lived half his life to walk the path of a saint without question.

It was a harsh treatment by anyone’s standards.

“You’ll be alone until you die. Do you still want to become a cleric?”

Though he was merely stating facts rather than threatening, the prince’s face had turned pale.

“N-no, I don’t like that.”

Seiji let out a chuckle at Edwin’s immediate response.

“Right, don’t take being a cleric lightly. It’s not a profession just anyone can do.”

At his teacher’s words, Edwin muttered complaints with a sullen face.

“…Then what can I do?”

At such an innocent question, Seiji replied while resting his chin on his hand.

“That depends on how you think about it. In life, you can be born a beggar and live as a rich man, or be born rich and become a beggar.”

It depends on how you think about it.

Edwin frowned at his teacher’s words.

‘Does he think things will come true just by thinking about them?’

Suddenly, memories he didn’t want to recall surfaced in his mind.

His father who always turned away from him, and siblings who were desperate to torment him.

Emma, the caretaker he desperately wanted to save but ultimately couldn’t.

Though it was only 12 years, his life had never once gone according to his thoughts.

‘And yet life depends on how you think about it?’

Though resentment and anger seemed to surge in his chest, Edwin changed his mind.

Because he remembered the first time something had happened according to his thoughts.

– Rachel!

When he called her name hoping she would be there, she really appeared like magic.

Her figure as she single-handedly defeated the giant monster looked larger than anyone else’s.

Edwin hesitated for a long while before speaking.

“Still, I have thought about what kind of person I want to become.”

At the prince’s words, Seiji raised his eyebrows as if surprised.

“Is that so? What kind of person do you want to become?”

“Someone who can help others, the strongest person in the world.”

Yes, just like my caretaker.

Edwin answered in quite a confident voice.

His bright blue eyes were shining more brilliantly than ever before.

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