Chapter 202: King's Younger Brother's Mansion 2
Translated by AmaLynne
It’s been said that the late Prince Roig Isle Sky had a free-spirited personality.
He preferred the arts, such as music and painting, over the study of statecraft, and above all, he loved magic.
While he didn’t show much talent in martial arts, his magical abilities were reportedly quite decent.
However, Roig’s magical talents were never fully realized, for the simple reason that he was a prince.
Roig was kind and always wanted to use his magical talents for the benefit of the people.
His older brother, Clyde, sometimes scolded him, and at other times, consoled him for his aspirations.
?Nevertheless, Roig’s patience eventually ran out, and at the age of eighteen, he chose to run away.
He had prepared meticulously in advance, making it difficult for anyone to follow his trail.
And so, time passed.
The reunion of the brothers came in the worst possible way.
A certain adventurer had delivered Roig’s remains.
This adventurer had been Roig’s companion and had been there to witness his death.
Clyde had the opportunity to hear about Roig’s days as an adventurer from this individual.
Roig had changed his name to Charles Howard and worked as an adventurer specializing in magic.
He was known as “Charles of the Fire Pillars” and had made a name for himself.
However, he sustained injuries while defending the town from monsters, and even though he continued to fight, he eventually succumbed to his wounds.
He was hailed as a hero by the townsfolk and his companions, but when Clyde, his brother, was reunited with him in death, all he could do was shed tears.
It was a story from over a decade ago.
“However, when I look at Sam, I’m reminded of my brother,”
King Clyde, who occasionally shared memories while touring the mansion, let slip these words.
“Sam resembles Prince Roig?”
“Well, I consider that an honor.”
Despite not being inhabited for many years, the mansion was meticulously maintained, and not a speck of dust could be found.
.
The mansion was slightly larger than Count Walker’s.
While there were fewer decorative items and paintings on display, each one was evidently of considerable value.
Prince Roig must have had a keen sense of aesthetics.
“Yes, Roig was utterly hopeless with a sword. We even practiced swordsmanship together a few times, and I nearly died a few times due to his mistakes. I used to get furious back then, but now it’s just a fond memory. It was a matter of talent or the lack thereof in the end.”
“Well, Your Majesty, that sounds just like…”
“Sam, don’t you think?”
Stella reacted with surprise to Clyde’s reminiscences.
Indeed, he seemed quite similar to Sam in terms of not having any talent for swords.
“There was someone else like me?”
In a way, she found it admirable.
To think that there was someone else who couldn’t use a sword just like her, made her feel both bewildered and amused.
She wished she could have met him if he were still alive.
“While Roig had magical talent, it wasn’t as remarkable as Sam’s. However, he was very likable and naturally attracted people. Much more so than I did. He would have been much more fitting as a king than me.”
Clyde reminisced.
“Yet he had an aversion to conflict. Perhaps it was because our mother struggled due to power struggles… Roig disappeared to avoid any conflicts, not wanting to be elevated by the nobles instead of me, and to prevent any disputes. Still, it might have been an unexpected opportunity for him. He had wanted to be an adventurer for a long time.”
“He sought freedom.”
“Yes, but when his body returned home, there were no words. He had no one he loved, no heirs, yet he fought for someone else until the end—or perhaps, unbeknownst to me, he had someone he loved.”
“That’s quite unfortunate.”
Listening to Clyde’s words, it was clear that their brotherly relationship had been a good one.
Given this, Clyde must have deeply mourned Roig, who had chosen to run away to avoid the power struggles among the siblings and then returned in the form of a lifeless body.
“No, it’s been over ten years now. Looking at your black hair and eyes, I couldn’t help but be filled with nostalgia. But you truly resemble him, not just in your black hair and eyes, but also in your overall presence.”
“Father, did Prince Roig also have black hair?”
It was Stella who asked this question.
She must have been curious whether Prince Roig had the silver hair that always appeared in royal family members.
“His hair was black, with a hint of silver mixed in. It looked black at first glance, but you could tell when it caught the sunlight. Haha, maybe I’m fond of Sam because he reminds me so much of my late brother.”
As the king laughed, he suddenly realized that he had been rambling, and he cleared his throat.
“My apologies. I got carried away with reminiscing. Now, it’s time for the mansion tour.”
“No, it was a valuable story. If you’re willing, please do tell us more about Prince Roig.”
“I’m also interested.”
“Is that so? Well then, there are more places with memories to visit. Let’s move on to those.”?
As they listened to stories of the past and explored the mansion, Clyde continued to guide Sam and Stella through various locations within the mansion.
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