Transmigrated as a Ghost

Seeing the man who was certainly royalty leering at him, Marcus could tell things were going to get messy.

He had already seen this type of guy and knew that he was not going to back off until he got what he wanted or was put in his place.

And for further conformation Marcus could see the Mrazivý glaring at this man who was approaching.

"Ah sister it is good to see you again. I do not think that I have seen you since you left over six years ago. You have grown up well, and I have heard of your impressive exploits." Mrazivý's brother said trying his best to act amiable.

However, Mrazivý had no intention of playing along and said, "Yeah I have heard about you exploits as well. Now we must be going."

After saying that Mrazivý grabbed Marcus by the hand and tried to exit the room and avoid dealing with her brother that she obviously did not get along with.

Unfortunately, her brother had already set his sights on Marcus and was not simply going to let him leave.

"Now is that any way to treat your eldest brother? You should at least introduce you friend first." The first prince said as he got in the way of Mrazivý and Marcus' exit.

"Baronetess Irene Geist, First Prince Soith Borealia. There now you are acquainted, so we will be taking our leave."

Still as much as Mrazivý simply wanted to leave the area and defuse the situation, her brother was being persistent, and he did not get out of their way. And at this point his followers who were mostly young nobles had gathered around making it even more difficult to leave.

"Geist? Hm, I do not think I have heard of your house before, but it is a pleasure to meet you Lady Irene."

The first prince then tried to reach out and grab Marcus' hand so he could kiss it, but Marcus kept his hand out of reach and maneuvered away from the prince.

"My you must be a shy one. I apologize for being too forward." The prince said trying to lay on the fake charm.

Of course, neither Marcus nor Mrazivý were buying it, though the sheepeople around him were.

"Well, since the two of you are here, certainly you were waiting for your own meal. Please do not leave on my behalf you are more than welcome to stay."

And to Marcus' and Mrazivý's misfortune, Kokki came out personally with some appetizers for them right then, making it even more difficult for them to leave.

"Very well, brother, we shall stay to eat our meal. But I recommend you do not try to add my friend to your list of exploits. You may not find the outcome to your liking." Mrazivý said giving her brother a warning though she doubted he would follow it.

Sitting back down Marcus and Mrazivý, began eating the mushroom risotto appetizer that Kokki had brought out for them, and the first prince began talking to his associates.

"Is that guy really the first prince, and going to be the next king?" Marcus whispered leaning over towards Mrazivý.

"Yes, he is the first prince, but he will be the next king over my dead body. Anyway, even our father does not think highly of him and has not named him his heir. He is just a scheming playboy with no real ability other than tricking or forcing poor women to sleep with him. The second prince who has many great accomplishments in the military, is far more likely to be the next king." Mrazivý said, whispering back to Marcus.

'I see he is one of those types. It has been a while since I have had to deal with one of them. Looks like I am in for a rough time, well, if he gets handsy I will just break his hands.'

Yet Mrazivý seeing the look on Marcus' face leaned back over and whispered, "Whatever you do just try not to hurt him. If you did that it would cause a huge problem, and my father would have to take some form of action.

"Fine I will not harm him, but I refused to let him touch me." Marcus said, with a deep sigh.

At the very least though the prince was currently occupied with his supporters, and it allowed Marcus and Mrazivý to enjoy the mushroom risotto that they had been severed.

Alas, the prince did not spend forever talking to the poor nobles he had convinced to follow him, and they soon sat down at the table.

Naturally the first prince sat right next to Marcus, and then gave him a winning smile, that might make some girls heart skip a beat.

Luckily Marcus was not really a girl, and he already hated this guy with a burning passion and could see through all of his tricks.

'Ah good it looks like our main course is here.'

Thankful to see that their food was already here, Marcus just wanted to eat quickly and get out of here.

"Oh, I see that you got Kokki to bring out the best. You must be quite the exceptional woman Lady Irene." Said to Marcus in an impressed tone

The first prince then continued to heap praise upon Marcus, trying to butter him up, but Marcus simply ignored him and shut out any sound.

'Well at least the food is good.' Marcus thought as he began eating the puff cow fillet.

He could tell that it was better than his, but even its delicious taste was brought down by the horrible company.

"Lady Irene, I was wondering if perhaps you would like to join me tonight in viewing the castle gardens. It is a lovely scenery, and we could discus your houses' position. I am sure that as the future king I could have you advanced to at least viscountess, should you join my camp."

After saying this the first prince thought he had hooked Marcus and began moving his left hand towards his waist.

He had rarely met a noble lady that rejected his advances once he promised to raise their houses peerage, even if it was just spouting lies and had no intention of following through.

However, when his hand was only inches away from Marcus, he felt some sort of impediment that he could not force through, and looking down noticed a small shimmering green barrier.

Marcus not allowing himself to be touched by the first prince, deployed a small mana barrier and used it to ward off the prince's hand.

Yet the one to explode was neither Marcus or the prince, as Mrazivý stood up and said, "You, the future king, do not make me laugh. If you had the qualities necessary to be a king, father already would have made you his heir."

The room that had been abuzz with conversation suddenly became quiet as Mrazivý said this, and a few of the first prince's followers gasped at this blatant disrespect.

"Oh, and who else could be king. I am the first prince and the son of both the king and queen. What would you the thirteenth princess and the daughter of simply the king's fourth wife know about father's plans?" Soith said, a tinge of anger in his voice.

Still Mrazivý was not done and said, "Naturally second prince James is going to be the next king. He has many military achievements, and the people love him. I am sure you already know how dire your situation is which is why you are trying to fool these young nobles here into joining you. It is likely that father will announce his heir at the upcoming kingdom meeting, and you are trying to garner what little support you can."

Hearing this the first prince lost his cool attitude and stood up with anger in his eyes.

He was used to getting what he wanted, and no one would ever dream of disrespecting him like this.

"Dirik, Ruth, you saw how Lady Irene deployed some sort of skill against me. Arrest her for attacking the first prince."

The prince's two guardian knights who had been standing nearby began approaching Marcus following his orders.

Of course, they knew that the prince was blowing things out of proportions and that if Marcus had actually used an attack they would have already intervened.

Nonetheless, all they needed to do was follow his orders as they had many times in the past.

'Well, I knew this was coming. He cannot do anything to Mrazivý, so he is taking it out on me.'

Having seen this scenario a mile away, Marcus had already prepared a few countermeasures to deal with the first prince's tantrum.

Though as the two knights under Soith's command got closer to Marcus, Mrazivý stood in front of him, ready to take the two knights on.

"Mraz, I will be fine. No need to make any trouble for yourself. Neither of those goons will be able to lay a hand on me." Marcus said casually continuing to eat without a worry.

Nodding her head Mrazivý got out of the way and decided to let what happened next unfold, hoping Marcus would not go too overboard.

'I think that is close enough.'

When Soith's two knights were five feet from him, Marcus activated his phantom pressure causing both of them to seize up.

To them it suddenly felt as if a heavy weight was being pushed down on their very beings, and their reactions become sluggish, and a creeping fear was welling up inside them.

And though they could still move owing to the fact they were both level forty and that Marcus' pressure was spilt on both of them, neither one of them wanted to take a step closer.

They could feel what seemed like impending death from Marcus who was currently only giving them an uninterested glance while finishing his meal.

"There I am finished. Mrazivý are you ready to go." Marcus said, not acknowledging the two knights that were standing close by like statues, and the stunned room around him.

"Dirik, Ruth, what are you two doing. Arrest her already." The first prince said fuming mad.

He had no idea why his loyal knights had stopped moving but he was not going to let this embarrassment go unpunished.

However, no amount of his shouting got Dirik or Ruth to move while they were still under the effects of Marcus' phantom pressure.

"It appears that your knights are not loyal or stupid enough to follow suicidal commands. I can see now why you will never be king. You think that because you were simply born first that you are special, but in reality, you are a sad little man who can only get by borrowing the authority of others. Now why do you not run to daddy and complain and see who he values more, me or you."

After saying that Marcus and Mrazivý left the room, and the first prince could only stand there fuming unable to actually do anything.