The sixth prince, who had been executed in the kingdom after being betrayed by the trusted saint, was reincarnated and, in order to seek revenge, became engaged once again to the neighboring kingdom’s “Guillotine Princess.” As a result, he was adored and lived happily.

“Your Highness Gustave, may I have a moment, please?”

Claire approached, seemingly undeterred by previous encounters.

Could it be that she’s here to threaten me again, like last time? No, perhaps this time she intends to eliminate me altogether…

It seems the person behind this woman has some purpose involving me.

“I’m sorry, but I have no obligation to accompany you.” I waved her off.

After all, going along with her without hesitation, especially after the recent incident, would be foolish. She must be aware of that.

“Please, I beg you…,” Claire bowed deeply, persisting in her request.

Her insistence drew the attention of some nobles around us. Princess Abigail, in particular, appeared to harbor anger in her crimson eyes… or so it seemed.

Sigh… This woman, really…

“Fine, just get to the point,” I conceded.

“Thank you so much!”

Reluctantly, I agreed, and for a moment, Claire’s face lit up with a smile. It was an expression I hadn’t seen from her before in all my life.

So, we left the room, and suddenly Claire leaned in close!?

“Hey…”

“Quiet. I’ll only convey the message.”

Claire whispered softly. The message was about persuading Glenn, the Knight Commander, to join Princess Abigail’s camp…

“Hey!?”

“Originally, the Corvette family… I mean, I’ve pledged my loyalty to Princess Abigail. So, supporting him is the true purpose I serve.”

Claire pleaded desperately, her hand on her chest.

It was the opposite of her approach the other day, and I couldn’t help but be baffled.

Besides, Glenn and I just parted ways. No matter how much my sister persuaded, I wasn’t the kind of man to accept it.

“…Why did you come to me with something like that? If it’s about convincing Sir Glenn to join, you could just ask Princess Abigail,” I said.

“I don’t want to owe… anyone anything,” Claire replied.

Owe… huh… I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I had no idea what she was planning, but if there was even a one in a million chance that Glenn might join our camp, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for Princess Abigail. Personal matters between Glenn and me could be set aside.

Besides, I wasn’t directly involved in this, so if it succeeded, it would be a gain. If it failed, nothing would change. So…

“…Alright, do as you wish.”

“Thank you very much.”

With a graceful curtsy, Claire returned to the room where Princess Abigail was.

“Phew… well, whatever.”

Although there were still doubts, I regained my composure and headed to the training ground where General Cyrus awaited.

—

“Enough for today,” General Cyrus said.

“Thank you…,” I replied.

It had been a month since General Cyrus formally joined Princess Abigail’s camp, and I was still being put through the wringer.

But thanks to the training I had received since arriving in the Empire, I had undoubtedly grown much stronger.

It was incomparable to my first life…

“Gustave, maybe it’s time for some payback?” one of my fellow knights suggested.

“Yeah, we’re almost there. We can land a blow on General Cyrus today…”

“Hmm? You all say interesting things.”

Suddenly, General Cyrus, who had somehow crept up behind us, smirked.

Oh dear… We really should avoid saying unnecessary things…

“Seems like you have energy to spare, so I think we’ll extend today’s training. And while we’re at it, all of you will spar with me.”

“What!?”

In the end, we were forced to train until nightfall, and all of us knights found ourselves lying flat on the ground.

Words can truly be the source of misfortune…

“Gustave.”

“Ah, Princess Abigail!”

As soon as I saw her, I jumped up and hurried over.

You really have quite the stamina, me.

“Is it possible that you’ve finished your duties for today?”

“Yes. If you’d like, we can have dinner together…”

“Absolutely!”

I enthusiastically took Princess Abigail’s small hand.

She’d been so busy lately that we hadn’t had many chances to dine together like this, so I was genuinely happy.

“Ahh… I’m so glad you’re delighted…”

Princess Abigail blushed and smiled.

Now that she no longer had to wear the ‘Guillotine Princess’ mask, she had slowly started showing me various expressions, not just when we met late at night.

It was all worth it.

“…………………………”

The knights couldn’t help but be enchanted by Princess Abigail’s beauty. More and more of them were quietly realizing her magnificence.

While I was pleased that they were coming to appreciate her, I couldn’t help but worry internally about the possibility of other suitors appearing for… Princess Abigail. It seemed I had a stronger possessive streak than I had thought.

“Then, I’ll change quickly and get ready. Please wait a moment.”

“Hehe… Alright.”

I hurried toward the changing room.

“Gustave.”

I was stopped in my tracks by Claire, who had followed me.

“What is it?”

“Lord Glenn agreed to talk, but it’s under certain conditions.”

“What!?”

Claire’s words left me breathless.

Lord Glenn, agreeing to join Princess Abigail’s camp, even with conditions…?

“Why, it seems Lord Glenn has accepted your terms, but…”

Claire gazed at me with her azure eyes.

“Lord Glenn’s condition… is that you must win in a sword match.”