The Crown Prince Who Raises Alt Characters

#Chapter 202 Crown Prince Alondre (14) - Orthodox Lucidra took a moment to reflect on herself. 'Could I be looking at this guy with too much prejudice? Is that why I'm overreacting to something that's not a big deal?' Let me list the objective facts. The Crown Prince became unable to move his body properly due to the aftereffects of clone magic. It's closer to a kind of out-of-body experience rather than a physical disability. The connection between soul and body has weakened, making smooth movement impossible. And regarding this situation, the Crown Prince commented: ─Oh dear, this will interfere with work at this rate! You there, would you consider doing some work in my place for a while! I'll lend you my body! 'No matter how I think about it, it doesn't seem like I'm the strange one??' Not only is his first concern about work when he can't move his body properly, but the solution he came up with - lending his body to a demon - also makes no sense. What if it gets stolen in the process? However, this was also a great opportunity from Lucidra's perspective. 'Hehehe, you've let your guard down from keeping me too close, Crown Prince! I'll make you personally realize how terrifying it is to hand over your body to a demon!' The contract concluded between Lucidra and the Crown Prince was quite complex, but the core content compressed to the following: -Lucidra will 'faithfully' carry out his roles and duties as the Crown Prince's proxy. -After finishing all assigned work, the Crown Prince will not interfere with Lucidra's actions during her free time. Of course, true to the Crown Prince who seemed careless yet thorough, various minor restrictions were added, but from Lucidra's perspective, they were content that could be easily circumvented. With this, she could do it! She could give that creature who clearly wasn't [Species: Human] but [Species: Crown Prince] a good blow! Lucidra wickedly smiled and accepted the Crown Prince's proposal, and seeing Lucidra moving in the Crown Prince's body, the imperial medical staff shed tears of joy. There was no incident of being caught due to clumsy acting. Despite how she looked, she was a former dream demon and Greater Demon. Bewitching people with appropriate acting was practically her specialty. "Your Highness the Crown Prince. Even so, wouldn't it be better to rest from duties for a while? I fear your health might be damaged." "It's fine. I know everyone suffers that much when I don't fulfill my duties, so how could I do that?" "However, Your Highness...!" "However, it's not desirable to overdo things when everyone around is so worried. I'll temporarily stop attending the lessons I was originally taking. Would that be acceptable?" "What a wise decision!" At the Crown Prince's(?) appropriate proposal, the retainers bowed their heads in acceptance, and even the usually insistent teachers kept their mouths shut this time. They weren't so out of their minds as to voice opposition when the Crown Prince himself said he wanted to take it easy because he was sick. Everything went according to Lucidra's plan. She knew the Crown Prince had a heavy workload, but even so, with all class time removed and only work to handle, how could she not manage it all? (E/N: You fcking dumbass of a demon. It is time for you to experience hell.) She picked up her pen with a joyful heart. Scratch scratch. Scribble scribble. Flutter flutter. Tick tock. Tick tick. And she thought: '...Huh? Isn't this a bit much?' One might ask what she's talking about when she's seen the Crown Prince buried in work every day. But originally, there's a gap as wide as heaven and earth between watching from the side and doing it directly. Moreover, the Crown Prince casually chatted with Lucidra during work or drew magic circles in the air and modified them, doing many other things that made it look even easier. Most decisively, hadn't the Crown Prince himself said it? If he worked too hard at full capacity, they'd think that was the standard and give him more work, so he was handling things somewhat moderately. But this is 'moderately'? While Lucidra was in confusion, a knock came from outside the door. When she signaled to come in, an official wearing neat attire stepped into the office. He was holding a large bundle of documents in his arms, and when he saw the state of the desk that Lucidra was working on, his expression briefly stiffened. It was a very subtle reaction, but Lucidra, who was skilled at reading human emotions (excluding the non-human Crown Prince), could read his thoughts completely. 'There's still so much unfinished work...! Isn't this about half his usual level! He's definitely still not in good physical condition! Ah, you fool! I should have been more tactful and come in later!' Lucidra's fingertips trembled as she was instantly recognized as Crown Prince half-level labor power. She wanted to shout 'Then you try doing it, you bastard!!' but intentionally revealing her identity or acting unlike the Crown Prince would be a contract violation. Lucidra struggled to calm herself and opened her mouth. "...New documents? Put them over here." "Yes, Your Highness." Thud! Of course, the other person hadn't thrown the pile of documents onto the desk with a loud noise. How could someone serving the Crown Prince of the Empire ignore such basic etiquette? It was just that the sound of documents being gently placed on the desk sounded like the roar of a giant tree falling to Lucidra's ears. 'I'm pretty sure there were several more refills remaining?' Cold sweat began to seep from Lucidra's spine. To make the great 'Crown Prince' break out in a cold sweat, it was truly a feat worthy of a 'Greater Demon'. *** To prevent any possible misunderstanding, let's clarify that the Crown Prince didn't hand over his body to Lucidra in order to dump his work on her. He was just having some difficulty moving his body due to immediate side effects, so he asked Lucidra, who could move in his place. Moreover, the Crown Prince held Lucidra's abilities in quite high regard. Even if not as much as himself who had become familiar enough to be accustomed to it, she would do better work than combining ten or so ordinary administrative officials. That level would allow it to pass as 'mild aftereffects' without subordinates seriously worrying. Lucidra would also adapt somewhat as she did it, so those around would see it as the Crown Prince gradually recovering. And while Lucidra substituted for his work like that, the Crown Prince intended to focus on healing in his own way. "When you think about it, the current problem occurred because I shaped my soul to fit 'Juyul's' body, so it doesn't match properly with my original body 'Alondre'." When shaping from Crown Prince to Juyul's form, it was possible because there was the solid foundation of the Crown Prince's body. But to reshape from Juyul back to the Crown Prince's form, the foundation called Juyul had already disappeared. Given some time, it would naturally return to its original form, but the Crown Prince had no intention of leaving his duties to others for such a long time. Enjoying hobbies while completing one's work is leisure life as a working person, but dumping work on others and only playing would be the behavior of an irresponsible idler. The method was clear. "I should follow Lucidra's method." Naturally, Lucidra's soul form is different from the Crown Prince's. Yet she had entered the Crown Prince's body without any problems and was substituting for him. If this were solely Lucidra's unique ability, it would have been somewhat difficult for the Crown Prince to imitate, but from what he heard, any race like dream demons that possessed spiritual rather than physical characteristics could do it with varying degrees of skill, so the Crown Prince himself should also be capable. Since entering the Crown Prince's own body directly seemed somewhat high in difficulty, it would be advisable to build up proficiency in another body first before trying again. The problem was, which body to enter then. The Crown Prince considered the conditions one by one. First, the body of an overly strong person wouldn't be good. Like the Crown Prince's own body, it would have strong power to repel foreign souls. Also, preferably a body with many characteristics different from the Crown Prince's main body would be better. That way proficiency would build up faster. Most decisively, there must be clear consent from the person involved. If he forcibly took someone's body when they didn't want it, how would that be different from an evil spirit? "Hmm." The Crown Prince fell into thought for a moment. It wasn't so demanding that it would be absolutely impossible, but it also wasn't common enough to find easily. The Crown Prince was a humble person who knew his own lack of ability (this was nonsense that would make Lucidra exclaim "Hah?" if she heard it), so instead of struggling alone insisting he'd do it himself, he decided to utilize his reliable partner's abilities. The place where the Crown Prince was now was Lucidra's shadow space. And demons, by nature, must know how to quickly listen to and respond to the voices of humans making wishes. That way they can grant wishes and thoroughly extract payment. Lucidra, who had swallowed up a trading company with simple temptation and negotiation, had carved spells that would serve as her eyes and ears into some of the goods being sold there and had them in circulation. Though she couldn't actually use them because of the Crown Prince's threat that he'd send her away cleanly if she caused trouble in the human world. Seeing that structure which was like watching CCTV in a monitoring room, the Crown Prince resolved to recreate this structure with magic later. There seemed to be few things as good as this for checking complaints from below that didn't make it all the way up. After watching candidates for some time like that. The Crown Prince suddenly pointed to one video that caught his eye and enlarged it. 「Sob, sob, Lord Demon. Please. Please help me...!」 What appeared on the screen was a girl with bright pink hair and a somehow fluffy atmosphere. Judging by the clothing she wore, the room's appearance, and her speech accent, she was a noble. And an imperial noble at that. She was pouring out various stories to 'Lord Demon' in a tearful voice, but the content was so detailed and pitiful that it seemed more like venting helpless resentment as a complaint rather than a ritual to summon a demon. The mentality of telling a demon about being stood up by her fiancé, being bullied by her stepmother, or sobbing that she missed her deceased mother was something Alondre couldn't dare to understand. However. That's exactly why it's perfect. Wasn't this an opportunity to directly experience an environment that would be difficult to encounter or understand as someone with the status of Crown Prince? Therefore, the Crown Prince opened his mouth. "─Do you desire power, human?" With what he knew to be the most orthodox demon greeting. (E/N: I didn't think the next 'clone' would be a demon...kinda...But the most demonic thing is now need to wait for next chapters...)