After Human Extinction, I'm Endangered

Late at night.

Harry, who appeared from the banquet in a low-key manner, and then quietly left in the dark, returned to the manor where he and his subordinates discussed important matters, and sat at the round table.

Holding a handful of delicate white roses with dewdrops in his arms, he was humming, smiling, and plucking the petals with his slender fingers.

The dew wetted the white fingertips, and the bright moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the unlit room, illuminating the slightly curly short blond prince, who had just lost his youthful look, like a beautiful and pure angel.

"In an empty room.

Dad was lying on the bed and Mom was on the floor.

I picked up my mother and put it in a vase. My mother loves bright flowers the most.

I picked up Dad and put it in the backyard, Dad loves the hunting dog that can only bite..."

The fluent and thoughtful ballad was sung sweetly, and the two agents standing in the shadows waiting for the master's order were sweating profusely.

In such a large manor with no lights, only the silence under the dim moonlight, the blond prince sang gloomy and scary nursery rhymes. The more beautiful their master was, the more gentle the tone, the more it made the night creepy, and the back felt cold!

"King, prince..." The agent gritted his teeth and interrupted from the dark.

Harry's singing paused, and his smiling face looked at the subordinate who spoke.

The agent swallowed, resisting the goosebumps on his arms, and whispered: "Everything is ready, but you can hide it from Mr. Drucker...will it..."

The agent's words disappeared into the narrowed eyes of the master's smile.

He shut his mouth in horror and lowered his head hastily.

This shy and lovable prince to outsiders is simply like a devil in the eyes of their subordinates. Under the perfect skin of an underage youth is a ferocious paranoia and a vicious madness!

"Why should I listen to him?" Harry asked the agent again, seeing that he dared not make a sound, he lowered his head and squinted at the rose in his arms and asked again, "Why should I listen to those people?"

The rose opened quietly, without answering.

Harry's smile disappeared immediately, and he picked up the bouquet of roses expressionlessly, propped his chin with one hand, and lazily threw the flower he liked just now on the carpet with the other hand, and the petals fell all over the floor.

"Father is an idiot who is only content with the status quo and wants nothing but peace."

"Mother is a bitch who doesn't care whoever becomes the new emperor. She concentrates on squandering and raising men. Heh... As for the so-called courtiers who are loyal to me? They are just flies who are dissatisfied with the New Deal proposed by my brother and want to rely on me to stand up."

So~

Why should I listen to them?

Hearing that the prince insulted the empress in such a calm tone, the two agents fell silent.

Harry didn't look at them either, except for the powerful ruler of the thirteenth district, Galius, who single-handedly frightened the entire empire, including foreign enemies, and his parents, brothers, and subordinates were all stinky and boring garbage in his eyes.

Only that man can enter his eyes.

He murmured: "Big brother is bad, can't you stay in the palace well? You have to go to the hospital overnight to care for your friends hypocritically, so I made a script of 'the radicals broke into the hospital, and the crown prince died unexpectedly'" .”

——But the crown prince's friend was also the one you sent to assassinate and seriously injure him!

The agents couldn't help but fear that the master was vicious and cunning.

"The dead are ready, but it is impossible not to hurt ordinary people just by pretending to be an accident..."

"Then kill, kill more." Unexpectedly, hearing what he said, Harry laughed and clapped happily, "Or my brother died alone, how lonely."

Agent: "..."

"But, Lord Drucker said that hurting ordinary people will... attract Gallius Heine..."

"so what?"

Harry looked sideways at his subordinate, his head tilted and his face innocent.

"Isn't this better?"

"…………"

"It's just a pity that my father is eccentric and punishes secretly. Otherwise, last time I had someone blow up the weapon reserve under my brother's jurisdiction, pretending to be an accident of poor supervision and so many people died. My brother should have been court-martialed a long time ago. Go to the title of prince."

As for the fear of offending Galius Heine, there is no such thing.

Harry was born with a different bone structure than ordinary people, and he couldn't get used to happiness and rules.

He is actually not interested in the throne, but he is very happy to see his father suffering and his righteous elder brother not being able to sit where he should be!

Especially Gallius Heine frowned because of him, and Harry was even happier than X!

It even surpassed the satisfaction brought by killing my brother!

He thought it would be better to make that man lose his composure more!

"Let's go, the fun is about to begin~"

Thinking of the dead bodies in the hospital, countless people crying bitterly, his father hearing the news of his brother's death, and Galius Heine's stern face whose bottom line was touched...

Harry changed his lazy look, stood up from the chair, and urged with great interest.

Harry, who was striding down the stairs, had a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, and ordered to the subordinate on the other end of the communication: "I have shown my face on purpose at the banquet, and I pretended to leave when I left. I have an alibi. Tell Death Gentlemen, take my order—"

The two agents protecting the prince followed closely.

Seeing that he had reached the gate of the mansion, he trotted two steps, one left and one right, and opened the heavy gate.

"squeak--"

The door of the ancient mansion was opened, and the night and wind from outside rushed in, blowing the hair of several people.

Harry bowed his head and ordered, and the two agents headed by him went out, "When I receive the news that the prince has entered the hospital, I will give you a signal, you..."

"Yes! Don't worry, Your Highness, we will be waiting near the hospital... eh? What's the matter, Prince, why didn't you speak suddenly? Prince? Prince!"

--drop.

The communication was hung up inexplicably, and the leader of the dead warrior stared at the communication and frowned, and looked at his companion next to him with a surprised expression.

And in front of the old mansion where no one would come.

Harry blankly pressed the communication in his hand, and the agent with cold sweat and flustered eyes looked at the man standing at the door, blocking them, who would never appear at this moment.

——The moonlight illuminates the face of the man crowned by ice and snow.

The bright blond hair twists and turns behind his head like golden waves, and the face with slightly angular eyes and deep-set eyes shows no expression.

The white skin under the cold moonlight, the tall and slender figure, and the uniform with the gold medal on the shoulders - just standing in front of them, the controller of the thirteenth district, is like a mountain that cannot be climbed blocking the way of life. Unspeakable suffocation!

"Galius... Heine..."

why are you here

Why would you know my actions?

Harry, who couldn't believe it, was silent for a long time before murmuring his name.

Those ruthless and insidious schemes will be wiped out by just one person...

And behind the man stood three men and one woman lazily and alertly, either smiling or indifferently staring at the restless third prince, as if they were looking at another idiot who provoked their boss.

"I'll sit down."

Galius looked down at the handsome prince from a high position.

By the way, let you know what is aimed at.

Harry: ...