The Youngest Prince Copies Skills with Skeleton Soldiers — Chapter 144
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Chapter 144 : Chapter 144

Chapter 144 - Your Name Is

The Head Maid? Outside Eclipse?

"Why did she go there? To sort out her thoughts?"

"Sh-She won't answer when I ask. N-No, no. That's not it. She can't answer anything except her own name!"

"What does that..."

My voice trailed off as a certain clear thought came to mind.

Don't tell me this woman. Was that the reason she disappeared?

"What did Lubosch say?"

I heard the situation from the Butler as we moved to the room where the Head Maid was seated.

"Th-The porter doesn't know for sure either. Actually... it seems like he has an idea, but should I say he's afraid to say it? Or that he doesn't want to believe it...?"

"My suspicion is turning into certainty."

"Wh-What? Do you know why the Head Maid-nim is like this, Youngest Son-nim?"

"I think I do. Lubosch probably does too, and I don't want to believe such a situation either."

Drrrrrk—

The outer wall of the room where the Head Maid was opened at once.

She was wearing the Head Maid's uniform, just like when I last saw her.

A perfectly familiar sight, but the Head Maid now was a completely different person.

The Intelligence Department agent Lubosch, who was fidgeting restlessly next to her, also knew that fact.

"Lubosch. Has the Head Maid's memory been erased?"

Even though the words were directed at her, she sat still without moving.

Only Lubosch nodded slowly and opened his mouth heavily.

"Seeing as there's no major rejection reaction, it's certain that she voluntarily had her memory erased. And the fact that she volunteered means..."

"That the Head Maid, a Grade 1 Agent, declared she would leave the Intelligence Department."

The picture was clear at a glance.

The General Manager of Intelligence was a character who was felt to dote on agent Mirea throughout the story.

When such a subordinate said she was quitting her job, the top superior must have been furious.

Even so, this stubborn Head Maid must have held her ground.

"You."

"Yes?"

Her previously cool eyes were gone, and now gentle eyes looked at the Youngest Son.

She was as harmless as a baby kitten that had just grown fluffy fur.

It was hard to believe she was the intelligence agent who had killed three people with a quill pen from her seat.

"What's your name?"

"Mirea Rara."

"What's my name?"

"How should I know?"

"You haven't lost your insolence."

For some reason, a smile appeared, but Lubosch was still fidgeting.

"She doesn't remember any of her previous movements. Her magic power seems to be the same, but she doesn't know how to use it either."

"She doesn't even remember my name. There's no way her sorcery would be intact."

"But how did she get here...?"

"Therein lies the hope."

The porter's teary eyes widened. I asked him.

"Lubosch. How much do you know about memory erasure?"

"I only know that the process is extremely painful and that the probability of aftereffects or side effects is very high."

But the memory erasure process did not end there.

"It's not just pain. The Intelligence Department even creates an identity for the subject to live a comfortable life, upon request."

"H-How do you know such things?"

"Do you think the Head Maid would have revealed she was a Grade 1 Agent first?"

"...!"

I spoke as if I knew something, and it worked on Lubosch.

The player's game knowledge did not end there.

"But the Head Maid came to Eclipse, and that means this is her will."

I placed a pale hand on the Head Maid's faded blonde hair.

Starting from her head, I poured magic power into her.

The Head Maid's eyes narrowed slightly at the slightly cold sensation.

This was also different from before. Normally, she wouldn't even bat an eyelash even if a knife was stuck in her body.

"As I thought. There are no side effects at all. She didn't become an imbecile either."

"Y-Yes. That's why I thought it was a relief, for now. She's very lucky—"

"No. This was intended by the General Manager."

"Are you talking about the General Manager of Intelligence-nim?"

"Yes. He's a more affectionate person than you think."

I removed my hand. Now that I had checked, I was certain.

"The General Manager of Intelligence didn't completely erase the Head Maid's memory. He cut off everything above the roots, but the roots themselves are still in the ground."

"Then there's a chance to bring them back!"

"Though it would be impossible with something like recalling memories."

But here in Eclipse, there were many unique personnel.

"It'll be busy, but I'll have to send someone."

I took out the artificial heart I had made for emergencies.

Covering it with a Skeleton Soldier, the clone I had used as an offering quickly appeared.

"T-Two Youngest Son-nims!"

"It's a clone. The memories are completely shared, so this will take the Head Maid to the Forest Witch."

"I will."

The clone replied.

Its appearance, voice, and atmosphere were all the same.

Lubosch only blinked.

Thump—

Mirea's hand grabbed the Youngest Son's sleeve.

"I felt... like I was looking for a job."

In the silence, she continued.

"I don't remember anything, but that was the first thought I had after I opened my eyes."

"Do you want to work here?"

"Yes."

Mirea nodded.

Her broom-colored hair, which was not tied up in her usual bun but fell naturally.

I reached into my subspace and took out a dagger.

"You already work here. You have since before, and you will in the future."

Neatly braided golden hair was tied to the dagger.

The blood on the blade had dried and was coarse.

Seeing the dagger, the Head Maid felt the scar on her palm ache for some reason.

"The dagger you handed over to me as an Intelligence Department agent is no longer needed."

Fwoooosh—

The Bloodflame that burned in my palm scorched not only the hair but also the blade black.

The dagger, which had become completely useless, shattered in my pale hand.

"You are now the official Head Maid of the Fifth Son's main camp, Eclipse. Never forget this fact."

"Thank you."

...I still can't get used to her way of speaking.

That smile she gives, as if a little embarrassed. The faint blush on her cheeks. Her earlobes that turn red along with them.

"Lubosch. You go to Belir and ask Josephine if there's a way to restore memories."

"Of course."

"Butler, you also let me know if there's anything similar in demon curses."

"Okay!"

The Butler's gloomy face brightened.

The people in the room scattered.

The Butler and the porter went to do the tasks the Youngest Son had ordered, and the same went for the clone and the Head Maid.

Flap—

"Go on."

"Okay. Original."

"I'll be going. Youngest Son-nim."

The Youngest Son watched the Head Maid and the clone, who were riding the temporarily given Griffin, grow distant.

Enad asked, as if throwing a question.

[Is that clone at a level where it can be entrusted with such a task?]

"Don't look down on it just because I only used it as an offering. The fact that it can think for itself and even share memories means it's a clone of a remarkable level."

Looking through acts 1 to 3, it would be hard to find a better clone technique than this.

While they were bringing back the results, I had things to do too.

"Now, let's go to Dusk Citadel."

I stepped onto the trap of the ghost ship descending from the sky.

It wouldn't be the entire citadel, but rumors would soon spread among the councilors that the Chairman was thinking of retiring.

'D' himself must be busy as a bee.

I didn't want to add unnecessary confusion to his daily life, but my relationship with him had always been like this.

I acted instead of explaining, and D understood as he saw fit.

It would be the same this time.

***

The ghost ship flew hidden above the clouds.

The light source in the sky was the moon instead of the sun, and I had intentionally aimed for the night.

Advancing with the stage of twinkling star clusters, it was soon D-District in the citadel.

"...It's really developed beyond recognition."

As an Associate Councilor, I had allowed him to focus on one district and had given him that much power.

In addition, I had even added Magitech technology, so I had expected rapid development, but.

[Isn't the difference with the other districts too big?]

Even Enad added such a comment.

The land where Associate Councilor D resided and ruled was not to be envied even when compared to any wealthy village in the citadel.

The streets were clean, the lights were bright, and there were no gunshots or screams.

And this was while a life-and-death gunfight was taking place just over one wall.

[At this point, he'd probably say he's satisfied with this.]

"He might."

He had already created his own kingdom, and his position as an Associate Councilor was firm.

But it was not him, but the Youngest Son who was greedy.

"Even if he says he doesn't want to, I'll make him sit. He'll probably like it once he does it."

I don't think so.

Enad muttered, but I ignored it.

I jumped towards D-District and pretended not to hear over the sound of the wind.

I landed safely on the ground using a Blood Wave.

From the sky, the ground was clearly visible, and the same went for Edwin's residence.

Since the place I had landed was his garden itself.

'The surveillance is tight. He's really become a big shot.'

He must have suffered quite a bit from assassination threats while I hadn't seen him.

At a glance, those with a fierce aura were standing guard, equipped with Magitech equipment.

But they couldn't stop the intruder who had come from beyond the clouds.

There was only one place in the building where a faint light was coming from.

I didn't know if it was a study or a bedroom, but since he was awake even at this early hour, it seemed he was working with little sleep.

'I should just say what I have to say and leave.'

I climbed the wall using the spiders and spiderwebs of Elmont's Family Sorcery.

These spiders could also spew spiderwebs mixed with hydrochloric acid, making them effective for infiltration.

Sizzle—

I melted the lock and opened the window.

Indeed, the room with the light on was very spacious inside.

So much so that a chandelier was visible near the window, and down below, there was another large bed.

On the bed, of course, was Edwin.

"Aria. Now that my kingdom is complete, how about we get married?"

Oh, my.

He wasn't alone.

"Is there no more danger? I like you, Councilor-nim, but I don't have the confidence to handle the threats you receive as well."

"Don't worry. There's nothing that can threaten me inside D-District. I've invested more in the defenses, so rest assured."

"In that case... okay."

"You've worked hard. Playing the role of secretary for this inadequate guy since my days as Stationmaster."

"You've worked harder, Councilor-nim. You almost died at the hands of that Fifth Son-nim several times and barely survived."

Edwin chuckled lowly.

"You don't have to worry about the Fifth Son-nim anymore. They said the First Son-nim has returned, so he'll be busy with the succession competition."

I sat on the windowsill and listened to the interesting conversation.

"And the Fifth Son-nim is the benefactor who allowed me to come this far. I want to repay his kindness someday."

"Then will you become the Chairman if he tells you to? Will you abandon this safe life and go to the battlefield again?"

"If he tells me to, I have to. That's how I became a councilor."

Enad, who had been listening quietly, said a word.

[You've raised one dog well.]

I smiled faintly.

I was proud that he was making a family and living in a decent house when I left him alone.

"As you said, you'll have to become the Chairman."

"Aghh...!!"

"Hup—"

Enad was startled and jumped, but he covered the woman named Aria's mouth.

A quick-witted fellow. If she screamed, the reason for sneaking in would disappear.

"Y-Youngest Son-nim. If you had given me a heads-up that you were coming, I would have prepared something."

"Yes. You would have been wearing clothes, at least."

Both Aria and Edwin were pulling the cloud-like blanket up to their shoulders.

Seeing that, I briefly considered whether I should have set a date and come, but it would have been difficult if not today.

Hearing the Chairman's hint, the other councilors would be busy preparing as well.

"Get dressed and come up to the roof. Prospective Chairman."


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