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The Despair of First Prince Maximilian Lewin Royal [Part 1]
If one were to describe Maximillian Lewin Royal in three words, it would be [an accomplished man].
With the diligence he inherited from his mother and the vigor he inherited from his father, everyone couldn’t help but hold high expectations for him. He grew up being praised as the prince who would become a king all Kingdom people would surely be proud of in the future.
…that was until his younger brother was born.
—If only his hair were a little blacker…
Black hair that only manifested in Royal descendants.
Few people said this directly to his face, but it wasn’t like Maximilian himself didn’t know that his vassals were sighing about how regrettable it was behind his back.
Ever since Maximilian’s younger brother Edward was born, no matter what Maximilian did, someone would always add that one unnecessary comment at the end. That didn’t change even after his younger sister Jadwiga was born.
Ironically, the children of Concubine Rose, who didn’t have even an ounce of Royal blood, had the jet-black color of the Royal Family rather than himself, the child of Victoria, who had some Royal blood.
Even so, Maximilian was not the type who would be bothered by trivial matters.
It was true that Maximilian’s younger brother’s and sister’s hair was much more splendidly black than those of his father, uncle, and grandfather, who had passed away when Maximilian was young. But it wasn’t like you could become king just because your hair was black.
As the first prince, Maximilian learned what he should learn, trained his mind and body as he should, and worked hard for the Kingdom’s future.
He studied abroad in various countries and learned the politics of each country. And at the same time, he acted secretly to get in touch with a magician.
The Kingdom continued to have no magicians for more than thirty years, and consequently, the fluctuations in the barrier occurred more frequently.
Fluctuations in the barrier also brought about a bad influence on the weather. That was a matter of life and death for the Kingdom, whose main source of income was agricultural crops.
The end of a country that had lost the means to earn foreign currency was tragic. No nation in this world had enough liberty to provide long-term aid to another country. Because the bigger the country, the larger the scope of monster appearance, and the more troubling it was to think of the countermeasure.
Thanks to House Stuart’s success in earning foreign currency by expanding the silk industry several years ago, the Kingdom had managed to survive.
House Stuart governed the borderland Palace.
The current-age Kingdom, which relied on a rapidly declining borderland territory for its survival, was in a very dangerous situation, just like walking on thin ice.
There would be no future for the Kingdom unless a magician was invited to restore the barrier at the very least.
Maximilian had gone to the Empire, which had more magicians than any other country in the world, many times. He freed up his schedule and looked for opportunities to meet a magician under the pretense of studying abroad over and over again.
Then suddenly, that chance came upon him.
However, what awaited Maximilian wasn’t the encounter he had been earnestly hoping for.
Maximilian’s POV
‘If I had known things would turn out this way, I wouldn’t have gone to the Empire…’
I couldn’t peel my eyes off the figure of the magician after she pulled down the hood that covered her body tightly.
That magician was a woman.
She had brown hair, a color close to black that would never appear on a person without the blood of the Kingdom’s Royal Family…
…and jet-black eyes.
“Wha!”
“Maximilian Lewin Royal, you will be under my control from today on.”
T/N: Back to the main story
♠♠♠
The Despair of First Prince Maximilian Lewin Royal [Part 1]
If one were to describe Maximillian Lewin Royal in three words, it would be [an accomplished man].
With the diligence he inherited from his mother and the vigor he inherited from his father, everyone couldn’t help but hold high expectations for him. He grew up being praised as the prince who would become a king all Kingdom people would surely be proud of in the future.
…that was until his younger brother was born.
—If only his hair were a little blacker…
Black hair that only manifested in Royal descendants.
Few people said this directly to his face, but it wasn’t like Maximilian himself didn’t know that his vassals were sighing about how regrettable it was behind his back.
Ever since Maximilian’s younger brother Edward was born, no matter what Maximilian did, someone would always add that one unnecessary comment at the end. That didn’t change even after his younger sister Jadwiga was born.
Ironically, the children of Concubine Rose, who didn’t have even an ounce of Royal blood, had the jet-black color of the Royal Family rather than himself, the child of Victoria, who had some Royal blood.
Even so, Maximilian was not the type who would be bothered by trivial matters.
It was true that Maximilian’s younger brother’s and sister’s hair was much more splendidly black than those of his father, uncle, and grandfather, who had passed away when Maximilian was young. But it wasn’t like you could become king just because your hair was black.
As the first prince, Maximilian learned what he should learn, trained his mind and body as he should, and worked hard for the Kingdom’s future.
He studied abroad in various countries and learned the politics of each country. And at the same time, he acted secretly to get in touch with a magician.
The Kingdom continued to have no magicians for more than thirty years, and consequently, the fluctuations in the barrier occurred more frequently.
Fluctuations in the barrier also brought about a bad influence on the weather. That was a matter of life and death for the Kingdom, whose main source of income was agricultural crops.
The end of a country that had lost the means to earn foreign currency was tragic. No nation in this world had enough liberty to provide long-term aid to another country. Because the bigger the country, the larger the scope of monster appearance, and the more troubling it was to think of the countermeasure.
Thanks to House Stuart’s success in earning foreign currency by expanding the silk industry several years ago, the Kingdom had managed to survive.
House Stuart governed the borderland Palace.
The current-age Kingdom, which relied on a rapidly declining borderland territory for its survival, was in a very dangerous situation, just like walking on thin ice.
There would be no future for the Kingdom unless a magician was invited to restore the barrier at the very least.
Maximilian had gone to the Empire, which had more magicians than any other country in the world, many times. He freed up his schedule and looked for opportunities to meet a magician under the pretense of studying abroad over and over again.
Then suddenly, that chance came upon him.
However, what awaited Maximilian wasn’t the encounter he had been earnestly hoping for.
Maximilian’s POV
‘If I had known things would turn out this way, I wouldn’t have gone to the Empire…’
I couldn’t peel my eyes off the figure of the magician after she pulled down the hood that covered her body tightly.
That magician was a woman.
She had brown hair, a color close to black that would never appear on a person without the blood of the Kingdom’s Royal Family…
…and jet-black eyes.
“Wha!”
“Maximilian Lewin Royal, you will be under my control from today on.”
