Surviving As The 5Th Prince Of Hellman Kingdom [EN]: Chapter 165

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Evan primarily gathers information through three channels.

First, the [Library].

Whether it’s graffiti, video orbs, diaries, or any other form of ‘record’ existing in the world, he can access the information he needs from his seat.

Provided he has sufficient RP [Reality Points, a form of currency or energy used to access the Library’s functions].

If a divine artifact capable of even partially utilizing the [Library]’s functions were to surface, it would represent an immense power, potentially plunging the world into conflict.

It’s not without its limitations.

Firstly, the information must be ‘recorded’ in some form, and he must independently verify its accuracy.

Next is the Royal Secret Service.

Evan mainly utilizes them for information he prefers not to expend RP on, or to cross-reference data obtained from the [Library].

Surprisingly, a significant amount of information in the world remains unrecorded, passed down solely through oral tradition.

More importantly, Evan can’t dedicate all his time to searching the [Library].

Lastly, the Lionel Guardian Corps.

Their operations were extensive.

Originally the Northern Liberation Army, they were involved in all aspects of reclaiming the northwest territories lost by the kingdom.

Naturally, this encompassed espionage.

The quantity and quality of information they possessed regarding the Hamel Empire, bordering their territory, far surpassed that of the Royal Secret Service.

The reason it’s all described in the past tense is that the Lionel Guardian Corps is currently undergoing a significant transformation as the kingdom successfully reclaims the northwest.

A considerable number of personnel, having achieved their objectives, have bid farewell to the Lionel Guardian Corps after nearly a decade of service.

Some of the kingdom’s ministers are even advocating for the disbandment of the Lionel Guardian Corps.

However.

There are also those who have nowhere else to turn but the Lionel Guardian Corps.

This includes staunch advocates for retribution against the Hamel Empire and individuals who have grown up within the ranks of the Northern Liberation Army since childhood.

Besides them, numerous others find themselves unable to leave the Lionel Guardian Corps for various compelling reasons.

Luna, who trained alongside Austin and Alfonso under the former head of the Saturn viscount family, couldn’t leave the Lionel Guardian Corps for a rather pragmatic reason:

She needed to earn a living.

Luna also had her family’s territory, which she had long awaited, returned to her with the kingdom’s recapture of the northwest. However… the territory reconstruction plan she submitted was rejected.

Luna recalled the day she stormed off to find Alfonso.

-Alfonso! Why was my perfect reconstruction plan rejected!

-Rumor has it that Count Clian tore up your reconstruction plan as soon as he saw it and threw it in the trash?

-Th, that can’t be!

-Support will go to those who submitted excellent reconstruction plans like Austin and me first, so what are you going to do?

She heard that even if her plan was approved, support would only begin in three to four years due to the already delayed ranking.

-That’s if it’s fast. In the worst case, it could take more than ten years?

‘That Alfonso.’

Luna gnashed her teeth at the thought of him smirking, as if it were someone else’s problem.

She almost punched him.

She would have if he hadn’t said the following.

-You’ve probably heard the rumors, but the Lionel Guardian Corps will be gradually dismantled.

-Is that true?

-Of course, it’s true. Everyone remaining in the Lionel Guardian Corps will be given a suitable position, considering their aptitude and past contributions.

-Are you allowed to tell me such confidential information?

-Heh heh, even though I look like this, I’m His Majesty the King’s right-hand man.

-Weren’t you the left-hand man?

-The Queen, who used to be the right-hand man, has become His Majesty’s heart, so now I’m the right-hand man. No, that’s not important. Anyway, it is confidential, but His Majesty told me to scout anyone I need from the Lionel Guardian Corps.

-Scout? Is His Majesty entrusting you with something other than the duties of the chamberlain?

-I’m already doing it. Mainly… things that shouldn’t be revealed to the world.

-Ah….

Luna, who had grown up in the Northern Liberation Army since childhood and experienced all sorts of hardships.

She immediately understood what he meant.

He was looking for someone to work in the shadows for Evan.

-It’s a bit dangerous, and the world won’t recognize you, but various benefits await you. For example… supporting the reconstruction of your territory, Luna.

Luna accepted Alfonso’s offer.

There was no need to hesitate.

Evan wasn’t the type to dispose of those who worked in the shadows for him, calling them hunting dogs who were no longer needed.

And now.

‘Nothing special today either.’

She was squatting in a dark alleyway, observing Marie entering the Perijure Confectionery.

Honestly, she didn’t like the fact that a high-level magic awakener like herself was following a small girl around, except when she was sleeping, but she endured it for the sake of the benefits.

Based on her surveillance so far, she was just a girl who liked chocolate cookies.

The sweet cookie smell wafting from the confectionery stimulated Luna’s salivary glands.

‘I want to eat it too. Perijure chocolate cookies.’

Luna smacked her lips, waiting for Marie to come out.

After a long time, Marie came out.

She was about to get up to follow Marie again when her eyes sparkled.

She witnessed a man following Marie out, looking around, then staring directly at Marie and tailing her.

‘Finally!’

An event occurred during this tedious mission.

Luna observed the man with a hawk’s eye.

‘A priest? Is he a real priest?’

Often, bad guys dress neatly to look good.

Licking her lips, she moved to follow the priest who was tailing Marie.

The accident happened then.

Crash! Bang! Clang!

“Aaaaaah!”

The sound of boxes falling, dishes breaking, and a child’s scream. People’s attention turned to the source of the noise.

Luna’s was too.

It seemed that goods being unloaded from a carriage had spilled and covered a child walking along the road. Unfortunately, shards of broken pottery were piercing the child’s chest.

The child’s mother’s face turned white.

She seemed to be in a panic, her mouth just gaping open before she let out a loud scream.

“Eddieeeeee!! Someone! Someone, please help!”

Luna pursed her lips.

No matter how high-level a magic awakener she was, she couldn’t stop such a sudden accident unless she was right next to it.

The child appeared to be unconscious.

Fortunately, they seemed to be breathing, but….

‘The location of the stab is bad.’

Luna was knowledgeable about the vital points of the human body. She thought it was fortunate that the child had avoided immediate death.

‘Fortunate?’

No.

Sooner or later, the child couldn’t be saved.

In her judgment, it seemed that at least an archbishop-level priest and a comparable healer would have to collaborate to save the child.

Right now.

There was no way such personnel would be on the scene.

As she was thinking that, she saw a priest running towards the child.

‘Ah, he was a real priest?’

It was Rico, the priest who had been following her because he thought she was tailing Marie.

“Everyone, get out of the way!”

“P, Priest! Save our Eddie, Eddie! I’ll donate all my assets. Please save our Eddie.”

Rico didn’t hear the child’s mother’s words. The thoughts about the girl he had been chasing until just now had completely disappeared from his mind.

He was solely focused on assessing the child’s condition.

‘Ah!’

He had guessed it when he saw it from afar, but this was impossible. The moment he removed the shard piercing the chest, blood would gush out like a fountain.

Even if he tried to heal with his divine power, the bleeding would only stop long after the child had passed their limit.

“Priest! Priest! I’ll give you all my assets. Please save our Eddie!”

The child’s mother read Rico’s bad expression and desperately pleaded.

‘I’ll do what I can.’

Rico steeled his heart and grabbed the shard embedded in the child’s chest.

His hand trembled slightly.

His mind was already filled with the image of the child, cold and lifeless from excessive bleeding.

Pick! Swish!

The moment Rico pulled out the shard embedded in the child’s chest, blood gushed out like a fountain, and

“Eddieeeeee!!”

“Kyaaaa!”

Whoosh-

At the same time, the light emanating from Rico’s hand swirled around the child’s chest. The child’s mother and the people who had been screaming soon closed their mouths and silently cheered for Rico in their hearts.

Marie was among them.

Marie was also watching the scene, squeezed in among the adults.

The child was very young.

She seemed even younger than herself when she was dragged away by the bad adult when she was little.

That child….

‘Is she dying?’

The priest healing the child was sweating profusely, but the child’s face had no color at all. Even in the midst of that, red blood continued to gush out.

“Eddieeeeee!! Please, please, hang in there.”

Marie looked at the woman holding the child’s hand tightly and pleading.

‘Mom….’

She felt like the child’s bleeding would stop if she helped the priest.

Marie shuddered.

The face of the bad adult, looking down at her with a scary expression after she healed the puppy, resurfaced.

Marie looked around.

There were so many people.

Surely… if she helped save the child this time, she would be separated from her mom again.

“Great Earth Mother, Water Goddess, Goddess of Mercy, anyone, please save our Eddie. I will dedicate this body to serving you for the rest of my life.”

Marie looked at the two giant chocolate cookies she had bought to eat with her mom.

‘Mom, I’m sorry.’

Thinking that if she disappeared this time, she hoped her mom would name a pretty doll ‘Marie’ instead of an ugly one, Marie took a step forward.

Meanwhile.

Rico was lamenting inwardly.

‘It’s over….’

He hadn’t even stopped the bleeding yet, but even if he did, the child couldn’t be saved. She had lost too much blood. The fact that she was breathing now was thanks to his divine power.

The moment he withdrew his divine power, the child would become a cold corpse.

He couldn’t bring himself to explain that to Marie and the child’s mother.

“Danarr, please save this young child.”

Instead of answering, Rico just sincerely, sincerely repeated the name of Danarr, the god of time and fate.

“Danarr…?”

Marie, who was hesitating in the serious atmosphere.

The name of the god Rico uttered kept swirling in her head.

“Danarr. Please save my sibling.”

Marie followed what he said and added inwardly.

Please let my sibling live happily with Mom. And if possible… please don’t let me be separated from Mom either.

Whoosh!!

“Ugh!”