Reincarnated into a Game As the Hero’s Friend Chapter 106

As everyone here continued their discussion about the weapon, His Highness opened his mouth.

I understand how the weapon works. Sir Welner, you want to mass-produce them, right?

Yes. If it was possible, I hope the kingdom would be able to provide them to the capital knights and palace garrison.

I wanted this weapon to be put into practical use as soon as possible. That was why I said this and yet everyone looked at strangely while Father was smiling bitterly. DId I do sothing wrong?

For the capital knights and the palace garrison, not for the Zeavert family?

Although I know how the weapon works, I dont have any confidence that my family would be able to use them to its full capability.

Bows were weapons especially hard to use. A person needed a long training to use them properly on the battlefield. In fact, it was said that the accuracy of throwing rock was higher compared to shooting an arrow if the soldiers were untrained. The Zeavert family had never intensively trained archers because it wasnt needed. Now, we didnt have enough ti to train archers from scratch.

Crossbow and bullet crossbow (one that throws tal balls) were easier to use compared to normal bows, but I still judged that it would be impossible for the current Zeavert family to use them efficiently.

Sir, you dont have any greed.

With an expression as if he had given up, Grand Duke Seyfart comnted so.

Grand Duke, you were wrong. Because I was born as a noble in this life, I didnt have to work hard to get what I wanted, unlike in my previous life. Maybe that was why my desire for materialistic things had decreased, but I still had greed. I wanted to eat delicious food and drink the best alcohol. Wasnt that considered greedy?

I did understand where the Grand Duke was coming from. This world was a world where power was valued above all else so I understand that if the people of this world got their hands on an amazing weapon they would monopolize it so only them and their family know how to produce it.

However, my priority now was practicality. The military strength of the Zeavert house was only a small part of the capitals military strength, so the Zeavert house alone wouldnt be able to protect the entire capital. That was why I felt it would be better for to give this weapon to His Highness so he could use it to strengthen the entire army. It looked like His Highness also understood my intention.

Alright then. I will accept this. I will consult with the Duke and arrange for the tal caster you ntioned here too. Thank you for your hard work today.

Yes, sir.

AUm Excuse

While I was bowing to the Crown Prince, I heard a small voice from the side. Ah, it was Prince Louwen, the Royal Grandson, who has been watching intensely from the side.

Prince Louwen, is there so problem?

Ah, no, I just want to ask you about what happened at Finnoi

The people who looked at our conversation all showed an uncomfortable face. Ah, I see. Ive also been scolded about that by Lily.

So Um What I want to ask is

First, would you be willing to listen to my request, Your Highness?

My question made the Prince dumbfounded. It seed like he didnt realize it himself. Cutting him mid-sentence was a bit rude, but I had no other choice here.

Your Highness, a royalty should not use that kind of tone with his subject. I am your subject. All you need to do is to order as you deem fit.

(T/N: Louwen used polite Japanese with Welner here, thats why Welner said this.)

Huh? But

This ti, he hesitated. I guess he wasnt raised like royalty. I never knew that. In the ga, he was only ntioned as a victim of the demon outbreak and I also didnt have any interest in the affair of the royalty.

When your esteed Father, His Highness the Crown Prince, talked to His Excellency the Pri Minister, he had ordered His Excellency despite the fact that His Highness was younger than His Excellency. I hoped Your Highness would also be able to talk like His Highness the Crown Prince.

Ah, Um

He still looked troubled. I should find a middle ground here.

If Your Highness still finds it difficult, how about you practice it with ?

Practice?

Eventually, Your Highness would be in the position where you will need to give orders to many people. As such, it would be best if you practice now.

I understand.

He finally nodded. Well, he would get used to it, eventually. Though, it would be a problem if he beca too bossy in the future. I doubt that would happen. Looking at his personality now and his environnt, I highly doubted he would grow up to be a tyrant or a foolish king.

Alright. Then Viscount, tell about the battle in Finnoi. I heard our enemy got played around by you?

(T/N: Here, Louwen switched to a kind of imperative Japanese, like the one used by The Crown Prince.)

Who the heck said sothing like that!?

I did not play around with them, Your Highness. I simply gave them what they wanted.

What do you an?

A taste of victory, Your Highness. Be it human or demon, when they feel that victory is already in their grasp, they will let down their guard. I simply made use of that ntality to lure them into the trap.

Well, the trap only succeeded because Mazell was there. I wondered what would happen if Mazell wasnt there Since we had already succeeded, lets stop thinking about a hypothetical gloomy situation!

Is that how it is?

Yes. Not only in a war, I believe that in all other aspects the mont you thought you had achieved victory was the most dangerous.

The ancient people said, tighten your helt when you win and I agree with that Wait a minute. Using that logic, now when we had just achieved victory against the infiltrating demon was the most dangerous mont for us.

With that realization in my mind, I looked in the Crown Princes direction and he nodded. We had a silent consensus.

I see. So you purposely made your opponent let down their guard.

That is correct.

As I was talking with the Royal Grandson,His Highness and the rest of the crowd silently left the training ground. Well then, should I also be prepared

After talking with the Royal Grandson for a while, I returned to the office, but Father still hadnt returned. I decided to kill so ti by sorting the paperwork and what was this? Letter asking if I had so ti to spare? Ah, well, lets just tidy it up too.

When Father finally returned to the office, he gave a kind of indescribable expression.

First, good work with the prototype thing. However, thanks to that proposal you asked to submit, I was bombarded with many questions.

I am sorry for your trouble, Father, and thank you very much.

I bowed to Father. Then, I saw he seed to have sothing else that he wanted to say to .

Is there anything else you want to do, Father?

That should be my question. What exactly do you want to do?

That was pretty sudden. What I wanted to do Survive, I think? To be honest, all I had in my head for now was how to survive. I couldnt just tell this straight out to Father.

Co to think of it, this might be a good ti to give out so hints to people here that the capital was going to get attacked. While I was lost in my thoughts, I heard father sigh. His expression was a mix of a bitter and disappointed expression.

Well, fine. Prepare yourself, Welner.

Pardon?

What did he an by that?

But Father didnt answer my question. He just went to the stack of paperwork that I had organized earlier and started to inspect them. I was confused, but in the end, I decided to leave. I bowed to Father and returned to my office.

Honestly, just what happened earlier?