I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

Lately, I’ve been having too many worries. From thinking about what to have for lunch to worrying about Camellia’s father, my mind has been in turmoil. Damn it… Camellia’s father? How can I report this? I can’t just keep quiet about this matter, so I reported that they seemed to be part of a large organization, given that there were elves and nymphs.

“Damn it…”

On top of that, to survive in the future, I need to retrieve the sacred artifacts that Werner had. I just wanted to live a normal life, but how did things get so messed up? Oh God, was it such a big wish to live off my wealth and relax in my own house?

“… Werner?”

“Your Highness, I’m sorry. I was just thinking about those organization members…”

The Golden Sun Prince (golden sun is the appearance of the NTR males, with dark skin and blonde) had called me aside to instruct me on the next mission. Despite solving such a big issue, I didn’t even get a vacation. No wonder other mages don’t want to join the royal mages.

“As you’ve seen, there are too many rats in the country. I want to catch them all, but it’s not easy because they’re so sneaky and meticulous.”

“It’s only natural for rats to hide in their holes, isn’t it?”

“But as long as those rats exist… the people will continue to suffer, as you’ve seen!”

The prince pounded the table as he expressed his opinion. He was naive to think that he could uproot those poisonous weeds. They kept growing, and it was impossible to believe that he could get rid of them all. He was young and idealistic.

“Your Highness, in this world, there are things that we must ignore, no matter how angry we are. We must act as if we didn’t see or hear anything, or else blood will flow.”

I said this and took a sip of tea. The tea was bitter and aromatic, and I quite liked it. Personally, I think anyone who puts sugar cubes in their tea is crazy.

The prince ignored my words and continued.

“To cut out the rotten parts, blood and pus must flow. If we don’t cut them out, the whole body will rot. Isn’t it too late by then?”

“Your Highness, please calm down. And…”

I put my hand on the prince’s neck.

“To cut out the rotten parts, blood must flow… that’s true. But do you have the knife to do it?”

I said that even for justice, one needs a minimum level of ability. My threat didn’t faze the prince.

“Yes, I have you and other capable people as my knife.”

This crazy guy is turning people into knives. Damn it, why is he turning people into material objects?

“So, do you have the courage to use this sharp knife called Werner? No matter how good and sharp a knife is, it’s useless if it cuts your hand.”

I was saying that he couldn’t handle me.

“If I was a coward who could only hold a blunt knife, I wouldn’t have the courage to cut out the rotten parts in the first place.”

If he didn’t have the courage to handle me, he wouldn’t have thought of fighting against the corrupt bastards in the first place. He was stupid, naive, and idealistic, but he was full of courage and determination. I didn’t dislike people like that personally.

It was a dangerous mission with a low chance of success… but that’s what a man’s instinct is all about.

“I understand. Werner Alton will follow Your Highness.”

It’s okay to lend a hand to this fool sometimes. He’s so naive that he doesn’t even realize how deep he’s sinking into the mud, so it’s fun to help him.

“So, Werner, I have a favor to ask.”

As long as it wasn’t about introducing a woman or confessing to me, I was willing to help.

“What is it? Don’t worry, just tell me.”

“I plan to weed out those rats.”

Does he plan to weed out the nobles who are connected to the Black Round Table or have other suspicious points?

“That’s interesting. Do you have a plan?”

It’s impossible to punish all of them, so we need a way to distinguish them somehow. But if he leaves it to me, I’ll seriously hit him.

“I will hold a ball.”

A ball? Is this crazy guy inspired by Indian movies? Does he want to dance and say, ‘Let’s not do bad things!’? He should make sense. This guy is really stupid.

“A ball is a place where all kinds of nobles interact. Those with dirty secrets will naturally gather together.”

“That’s true, but they won’t openly discuss suspicious matters in front of the Golden Sun Prince.”

“That’s why I’m asking you to attend the ball in disguise, with a fake identity.”

Holding a ball in the name of the prince and gathering information there seemed like a good plan. But there was one concern.

“Your Highness, for such a ball, there will be a lot of people. Isn’t it too much for me to monitor everyone alone?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve found a suitable partner.”

Suddenly, the prince started covering his eyes with a towel. I thought he wanted to change jobs and become Illidan.

“Please come in.”

Then, the door opened, and Lorcha appeared.

“I hope you’ve been well, Your Highness.”

The prince didn’t object to Lorcha’s appearance.

“Now that I can’t see your face, there’s no need to object, haha.”

Humans are said to be animals that can use tools, and it seems to be true. I wanted to applaud the prince’s evolution and wisdom.

“So, I plan to hold a ball soon, and you two will attend it in disguise with the identities I’ve prepared.”

Lorcha didn’t seem surprised, as if she had been informed beforehand.

“Do you have a reason for holding the ball, Your Highness?”

“Celebrating the pregnancy of the princess should be enough.”

“That’s definitely more than enough as a reason. But what identities do you plan to prepare for us? Creating two fake identities is not an easy task…”

“Wouldn’t it be enough to make you two a couple and enter as a pair?”

It would indeed be easier to create one identity for a couple rather than two separate ones. But Lorcha’s face turned red, and she shouted.

“Your Highness! Making me a couple with this guy! I’ve never heard of such a thing!”

Her whole body turned red like a phoenix, and she clenched her fists in protest, looking cute.

“But as you said, it’s not easy to create two separate identities for such an event.”

“Then I’ll attend without a fake identity, as the eldest daughter of the Macklin family…”

“You know that’s even more difficult, right?”

“But Your Highness…”

The prince looked at the wall, not at Lorcha or me.

“But you two look good together. Even if you temporarily change your hair and eye color, it won’t affect your harmony.”

I appreciate the compliment, but what are you looking at? As soon as he covered his eyes, he became blind. And where does ‘I think so’ come from? Can you see anything?

“Then can I call for some help?”

I wanted to bring some guards in case of an emergency.

“It’s okay if they follow the disguised Werner, but I’ll invite them separately.”

My lord was indeed a monster of rationality.

“Hey, Werner! That’s not the important thing right now!”

Then what’s the important thing?

“Hmm… is there something more important than this plan right now? I don’t know.”

I wanted to tease Lorcha a bit.

“But you’re saying we have to attend as a couple! Aren’t you okay with that?”

“It’s just a disguise. Didn’t we play like that when we were kids?”

“That’s not the same as playing as great mages when we were kids!”

“You don’t like being a couple with me, but I think it’s quite nice.”

I said this and took a sip of tea. It was cold and didn’t taste that good.

“No… it’s not that I hate it…”

“If you don’t mind, will you follow me to the ball as my wife?”

I teased Lorcha, enjoying her red face, which contrasted with her blue robe.

“Okay, fine! I’ll do it!”

“I’m glad, my wife.”

“If you call me ‘wife’ one more time, I’ll kill you!”

I guess I teased her too much. Even a worm will wriggle if stepped on, and Lorcha is no exception.

“You two look good together, as I said.”

“But Your Highness, you can’t wear a blindfold at the ball, and what will you do when you see women?”

“It’s okay. If I prepare myself, I can handle a few of them…”

The prince laughed so hard that the towel covering his eyes fell off, and he saw Lorcha’s face.

“Kueeeek!”

Can he really hold back his vomit at the ball?

“It’s not very pleasant to see someone vomit at the sight of my face…”

Seeing Lorcha sigh, I wanted to tease her more.

“Uweee…”

I pretended to vomit, and Lorcha started hitting my back.

“You! Deserve! It! You bastard!”

The prince who vomits at the sight of women.

The handsome and kind heir of Confucianism, Werner Alton.

Drops kick master, Lorcha Macklin.

Can these three siblings really handle the job properly?