The Sweet Alpha Crown Prince Loves Me So Much

“So? What do you want to do then, Prince?”

“…I’d rather take the lead. If there’s any fighting to be done.”

At this unexpected statement, Glenn gave an ‘oho’ expression, and Adrian’s eyes narrowed immediately.

Carl stroked his arm with one hand, choosing his words.

He had been in the army, so he wasn’t completely ignorant of tactics.

He had been a medic on the front lines, facing death, so if he could somehow build up his physical strength, he didn’t think he was a useless talent.

“Ideally, there shouldn’t be a war, but if we have to, wouldn’t it be better for me to be at the forefront than Adrian?”

“You? You who can’t even use magic properly?”

Glenn dismissed it as nonsense, but secretly wished Carl would beg more.

And sure enough, Adrian was about to lose his temper, but Carl stopped him.

“I think it’s the same for Adrian and me, as we lack experience. I also think that with a little practice, I can master magic, as it’s a skill that can be learned with practice.”

“Hmm,” Glenn hummed, resting his chin on his hand and gesturing with his hand as if to say, “go on then.”

“It’s not a fight I’m doing alone, anyway.”

Carl gritted his teeth.

Adrian was a vigorous young man of twenty-one, the protagonist of this world.

Dragging him into this was enough to ruin the story once.

Perhaps all this happened because of Carl Lindbergh’s actions. So, he had to finish it himself.

He didn’t want his role to end with the engagement with Adrian.

He didn’t want to remain a cowardly figure who avoided death while shirking responsibility by pushing everything onto Leia and Adrian.

And there was a bigger reason…

“Regardless of Lindbergh’s honor, I don’t want Adrian to get hurt.”

This is it.

Adrian had been so kind to Carl all this time. His life could not be without Adrian, and if he sent Adrian to the battlefield, he couldn’t bear the pain.

“Oh, so you’re going to fight in the war instead of Adrian, who you just got engaged to?”

“I wouldn’t want that to happen, but if it’s necessary, I’ll be at the forefront.”

Carl said with determination, and Glenn laughed contentedly.

Adrian glared at Carl.

Is he saying that Adrian should just stand by and let Carl get hurt because he doesn’t want him to get hurt?

Why was he being so reckless?

Is he saying that he’s as inexperienced as Adrian?

Is he saying that Adrian, who swings a sword every day, and him, who only runs around doing physical training, are the same?

“No, Your Majesty.”

Belfry hastily approached Glenn.

The Crown Prince was on the verge of exploding with anger, and Carl Lindbergh didn’t seem to be willing to give up his position.

Glenn was grinning. They did not know what he was thinking, and Belfry, feeling uneasy, knew this wasn’t the time for him to step in, but he did anyway.

“Maybe we should find someone else to lead the troops…”

“That goes without saying.”

Glenn cut off Belfry’s poorly formed words.

“What?”

Adrian, Carl, Belfry, and even Leia looked confused.

Glenn, as if to ease their tension, tapped the table and leaned back in his chair.

“You guys… how old do you think you are? You’ve become adults, but you’re still immature. You’re even more inexperienced with politics and warfare. Do you think I’d put Adrian at the forefront?”

“Yes?”

“But Your Majesty, you said to deal with the external enemies just now.”

Carl exclaimed in confusion, and Belfry stammered.

“But Your Majesty’s position…”

Glenn shook his head at the children.

“You kids…”

With a familiar call he used when they were young, everyone shut up.

“Sending you to Lindbergh at this time is to lay the foundation for the future.”

“Is that not a solution, but a foundation?” Adrian asked, and Glenn shook his head.

“A solution, and a stepping stone to progress through that learning,” Glenn said.

Glenn looked at Leia Lindbergh.

She had been standing still, rooted to the spot, since a while ago.

“Leia Lindbergh, you must learn how to use your position as a future leader of a country. This applies to Adrian as well. You must think about what’s best for the country, and ponder what is right for your country, and judge everyone fairly. But how much good is knowledge learned from books alone?”

Then he turned to Carl Lindbergh.

“You know that your engagement with Adrian is the path to becoming the Empress of this Empire, right? You are someone who still has a lot to learn, so you should slowly study magic and magic formulas with good teachers in Lindbergh. That will benefit not only Heineken, but also Lindbergh. And help Leia, so that Lindbergh will no longer need Heineken’s help. You have no courage to leave everything to Leia and ignore Lindbergh, so here’s your chance.”

Carl bit his lip.

Glenn’s insight was terrifying.

“And Belfry Hendrick, leave Heineken and gain various experiences. You, too, are a greenhouse flower, no less than the Imperial children. With your limited experience, your perspective will be narrow. If your lord has a narrow perspective, then the subjects should have a broad one.”

Glenn, like Adrian, had been born into a peaceful time and had never left the Imperial Palace.

Count Bourbon, Duke Hendrick, and his younger brother, Grand Duke Balvenie, had always broadened his perspective. Glenn emphasized that this is what it means to be in such a position.

“Finally, Adrian Heineken, the same goes for you. Expand your knowledge and experience as Crown Prince and build a new country. And learn how to protect your partner. This doesn’t mean that you should take unnecessary risks. Watch Carl Lindbergh grow and overcome difficulties together.”

Only then did Adrian understand his father’s intentions.

Glenn clapped his hands together.

The Emperor, with a somewhat serious tone, tried to reassure the children.

“There will be many talented people to help you. They are all experienced, trusted, and trustworthy. If you have any difficulties, come to me quickly. This father will be here, waiting for you to bring about change.”

Glenn particularly looked at Carl Lindbergh and added.

“Don’t say that you’ve received help from Heineken or whatnot. Your future is all here. I’ve made a good investment.”

“…Thank you.”

Leia bowed her head, and Carl followed suit.

Carl thought Glenn was the strangest emperor in the world.

At the same time, he respected him.

Leia was the same.

An emperor who does not need to assert authority, a strong presence just by being there. She wanted to be a ruler like him.

Belfry wondered if Duke Hendrick knew about this, and Adrian, with a feeling of excitement, grabbed Carl’s hand.

Growing together. For Adrian, it was the most beautiful picture.

“What good are these talents? You are still chicks that chirp in front of adults. Where are you trying to take the lead over the experienced veterans?”

Glenn scratched the tip of his nose and suddenly stood up.

“Ahh, I have to go see my chick of a queen. I’ll be busy from tomorrow on, so take it easy today and go rest.”

A really strange and cool mister.

Carl muttered to himself.

In fact, he began to doubt if the protagonist of this novel was Adrian, or Glenn Heineken, as he was so cool.

And looking at Adrian, who was holding his hand, he wondered what kind of emperor he would become.

The afternoon was like a prelude to a storm.