The Crown Prince Who Raises Alt Characters

#Chapter 1 Crown Prince Alondre - If You Do Good Work, More Work Comes The capital of the Eizern Empire. Kalastia. This historic land, whose name means 'brilliant city', had several beautiful and magnificent landmarks that lived up to its name. The Golden Cloud Palace where the empire's Crown Prince resided was also one of them, and despite being strictly the residence of the Crown Prince rather than the Emperor, its scale was overwhelming enough to surpass the royal palaces where kings of other nations stayed. The golden roof that gave rise to the name Golden Cloud Palace. Within the high walls, vast gardens and ponds comparable to a decent forest were installed, the buildings were divided into a main residence and several annexes rather than a single structure, and one hundred personal guard knights armed with the latest magical armor along with about five hundred support staff including secretaries, gardeners, chefs, and maids resided within the palace. A workforce that seemed at first glance excessive to be prepared for assisting just one human being. However, among the servants and retainers working at the Golden Cloud Palace, not a single person evaluated this as excessive or wasteful. No, they did not hesitate to say that even this was insufficient treatment. Alondre Arcandel Eizern. They said it was natural to invest even more budget and manpower in the Crown Prince who was born with the greatest talent and character in the history of the Eizern imperial family. Meanwhile, as for how the Crown Prince himself reacted when he heard this story. "That's crazy talk. Are you telling me to do even more work here?" Sincerely! Seriously! From the depths of his heart, the Crown Prince was utterly disgusted, saying he refused such things. Well, it couldn't be helped. More people below him? An increased allocated budget? Then wouldn't all of that just be new work in the end?! Someone who pursued power and authority might enjoy managing the talent and budget that came into their hands and expanding their influence, but the Crown Prince was not like that at all. "When people around me kept saying 'well done, well done' and encouraged me, I shouldn't have played along saying it was good...!" Alondre was a reincarnator. Not the type who recalled past life memories after falling ill or receiving a head injury around age 10, but the type of reincarnator who retained all memories of his past life intact from the very moment he was born. Having proper self-awareness in a child's body was quite troublesome, but at the same time the advantages were clear. Anyway, he possessed clearer will than others and could focus on his goals without wasting time from a young age. The place he was reincarnated into was medieval... though it felt like civilization had developed somewhat abnormally, but anyway it was a fantasy world, and he even secretly cheered when he learned that he was the Crown Prince of an empire that was one of the strongest nations of this era. In his past life, he was someone who had quite a lot of romantic fantasies about fantasy, and being a Crown Prince in a world where class systems openly existed was worthy of being evaluated as a platinum spoon beyond a golden spoon. It would be such a waste to let this perfect background go to rot when it was finally prepared. To live up to that great opportunity, Alondre did not spare his efforts. He followed the classes of his dedicated teachers as diligently as possible and tried various experimental attempts while reviving memories from his past life. Looking back, that was the problem. "Your Highness Alondre! To manifest aura already, what truly amazing talent! This time, let's learn how to imbue will into the sword!" "Your Highness Alondre! Such outstanding academic achievement, as your teacher I am endlessly honored. Next, I will lecture on ancient literature and rhetoric!" "Your Highness Alondre! The four-field crop rotation system you proposed last time has shown great results! To be able to increase food production this much without using any magic or blessings, this is a feat that will remain in the history books!" "Your Highness Alondre! Do this too and do that too and just do everything!!" If there was one thing in common between the military in his past life and his current position as Crown Prince, it was that the more work you do, the more work increases. Just like how showing off ace skills in the military would get you buried in countless tasks and worked to death, the retainers who saw the diligent and talented Crown Prince, instead of saying "This is enough!", burned with enthusiasm saying "No! You accomplished this too! Excellent! Then let's prepare even more work!" Realizing that something was going wrong at this point, Alondre tried to slowly back away, but the Emperor dealt the final blow to such an Alondre. "The Crown Prince's qualifications are abundant and his attitude is extremely exemplary, so this is a great blessing for the empire. However, knowledge cannot be completely mastered by learning only at a desk. I intend to have the Crown Prince handle practical affairs so that his talent can fully bloom, so retainers shall obey and follow." Some of the duties that the Emperor originally had to handle were transferred to Alondre, and the retainers evaluated this as the Emperor's 'favor'. That was natural, because decision-making authority in a huge organization is also power. The fact that the Emperor transferred part of his share of duties to the Crown Prince meant that he had transferred part of the Emperor's power to the Crown Prince. Alondre already possessed the strongest justification among the Emperor's children as the eldest son, but due to this incident, his position as successor became so rock-solid that it wouldn't be damaged by ordinary matters. Everyone around him offered congratulations, but Alondre himself could not be happy about this. Future Emperor, power, whatever - anyway, wasn't it just that work had increased yet again! If you're going to make me do practical work, at least reduce my classes! How can you increase my workload while making me learn all the classes as usual! From waking up at dawn to falling asleep at night, only work, study, work. 'This kind of thing... is fantasy?' What about adventure and challenges? What about meeting new companions? What about the journey to crush a grand conspiracy trying to throw the world into chaos? What use is it to be able to continuously emit aura from a sword when there's no opportunity to swing it except during training time? If it had been the time when he was only receiving successor education, there might have still been a chance for escape. Back then, whether he played hooky or attended classes insincerely, it was Alondre's personal problem. But now that he had received practical affairs from the Emperor, it was different. If he neglected work or handled it poorly, the Emperor's anger would be one thing, but before that, if the final decision-maker threw a tantrum saying he didn't want to work, the damage would fall entirely on his subordinates. Even though he had adapted quite well to his new life, Alondre, who had not adopted a mindset like 'it's natural for subordinates to be devoted to their ruler', could not bring himself to commit such acts. But then, did he have to continue living doing only work like this? One day, during a dark night. Splitting his already short sleep time, Alondre visited the main palace's library to find something to change his mood and soothe his melancholy heart. "Your Highness, how is it that you're here this late at night..." "I can't sleep well, you see. I want to read quietly, so please refrain from making any noise if possible." After giving orders to the patrol knight guarding the palace in the archaic tone that had now become completely familiar to him, Alondre looked around various parts of the library. And he was disappointed. "...As expected, there are no adventure stories that I can read comfortably." There were plenty of specialized books and educational texts that scholars would eagerly devour, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find books that were simply meant to give pleasure to the reader. He had hoped that the main palace's library with its long history might have something interesting, rather than the small library in the Golden Cloud Palace, his own residence - though objectively even that was quite large - but the result was still failure. Well, only members of the imperial family could use this library that was said to have been created during the first Emperor's time, and how many of them would deliberately come all the way here to read books? Originally, books require constant maintenance, but since this place automatically handled even the parts that should be touched by human hands through magic circles, it was practically close to an abandoned space. Looking at the records, it seemed the last new books were brought in a hundred years ago. Just as Alondre was about to sigh, thinking that even a brief change of mood wasn't easy. "Hmm?" Suddenly, something strange caught his aura sense. A magic circle used to automatically manage humidity and dust. Because he felt a strangely twisted part in the flow of that mana, he was intrigued. Alondre approached the place where the source of this was located. He briefly touched here and there on a bookshelf that looked ordinary at first glance. With a click sound of something fitting into place, the bookshelf smoothly slid sideways, revealing a hidden door behind it. Alondre was silent for a moment. His reason and desire collided in his mind. 'This is too suspicious. It would be better to withdraw first, inform people, and order an investigation. If something happens to my body as the Crown Prince, the repercussions won't be small.' 'Scared?' 'What?' After confirming that desire had subdued reason with a one-punch knockout, Alondre opened the hidden door. Unlike the imperial palace library which could have fit a decent-sized house, the hidden room's size was not very large. In the center of the room was a single red book placed on something between an altar and a display stand. A very ominous aura was flowing from the book, but that aura was repeatedly blocked, unable to cross the circular magic circle drawn around the altar. However, the magic circle also wasn't in perfect condition, with parts erased and blurred here and there, like looking at a glass barrier just about to shatter. 'A sealing magic circle. The level is very high. However, it's become extremely weak due to being neglected without maintenance for such a long time. Was the strange flow of mana on the outside also because of this?' Several keywords floated in Alondre's mind and soon were woven together into one inference. 'The library created by the first Emperor. A hidden room. A sealed book. ...Originally this place was prepared to seal something, but as time passed, the person in charge disappeared or vanished without transferring their duties, causing the related knowledge to be lost? So it was abandoned?' It's dangerous...but, more importantly, it's interesting. If it had been in the past he might not have, but to Alondre who had been worn down by the recent repetitive feast of labor and education, the sealed magic book before his eyes looked far too attractive. And most of all. 'As much as the seal has weakened, the book's power also seems to have diminished considerably. Even if things go wrong, I should be able to handle it sufficiently.' Having steeled his resolve, Alondre reached out and touched the book. Even though only his fingertips touched it, the book opened on its own and red mist began pouring out from within. And that mist soon transformed into the form of a beautiful woman. Strange lustrous clothing covering a body with curves so pronounced they were alluring and skin so white. Wings with membranes reminiscent of bats and red horns. And a long tail. Lustrous black hair and gem-like red eyes. A beauty who would make anyone turn to look at least once if she passed by on the street spoke to Alondre. "─Thank you for awakening me. Won't you please tell me your wish?"