How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 3. I am the pro in my previous life (3) + Concubine's financial situation (1)

My frontal lobe! Super evolution!

I couldn't hold it in any longer and screamed, so the nanny came running in in a hurry again.

“Prince?!”

I'm really sorry to say come and go.

“Oh my… why are you so sweaty?”

The baby, who had been sleeping soundly just five minutes ago, suddenly screams or becomes drenched in sweat.

I was just embarrassed.

Contrary to the embarrassed expression, the nanny cleaned my body and changed me into new clothes.

It feels good to be soft.

It feels like being in a sauna.

“Ahehehehehe.”

“Prince? Are you okay?”

Yes, I like it.

When I smile, the nanny also laughs.

What is my charm?

More than anything, I feel good because of the results of the previous training.

I stretched my arms up and squeezed my hands.

Ordinary jam to others? jam? I don't know if it will look like

It looks clear in my eyes.

It's the blue energy that tangles and flows through your tiny hands.

Huhuhu, the blue spirit is running rampant in my hand.

This is exactly what the wait is for.

In the fantasy world, it is called mana affinity, but the origin is the same as an earring when worn on the ear, and a nose ring when worn on the nose.

You need this to use magic and fly swords. What can you do?

Magicians are those who control mana with will and perform miracles.

In other words, wizards are innate supernatural powers.

How many people in this world have reached that answer?

well i don't know

I'm sucking honey anyway, so it doesn't matter.

“Hehehehe.”

Laughter comes out of nowhere.

From now on, there is no need to gather energy while being aware of each breath.

Even the slightest movement of my hand changes the flowing mana flow.

Just by being slightly conscious of your surroundings, you can accumulate energy on your own.

Anything can be controlled there.

Of course, if you're a lazy person like me, you don't want to do even that thing because it's annoying.

So I developed one more technique.

Well, it's more like a kind of automation program than a technology.

Unconsciously sucks up mana from the surroundings and concentrates the sucked mana into a single battle.

The collected mana is fixed in my own form near the Danjeon muscle.

You don't even have to be conscious of it.

It is such a simple repetitive program that automatically draws in my frontal lobe's ability to feel and accumulates internal energy.

If you do this, at the same time, my birth guard... In other words, my life force will be strengthened on its own.

In other words, I automatically become stronger just by eating, sleeping, and lounging around.

It seems convenient and fraudulent, but even if it looks like this, I had a hard time devising it.

“Prince?”

As I continued to smile, the nanny must have been acting strangely.

“Is there anything interesting?”

I follow my gaze and look up at the ceiling, but there is nothing there.

Can not help it.

It seems that the nanny has no mana affinity itself.

I still don't see the flow of mana I'm consciously playing with.

Anyway, even after three years with this, there is no need to worry about being killed somewhere.

What if I'm ten years old?

Perhaps the number of people in this world who can kill me can be counted on two hands?

I don't have to be physically beaten by someone I was worried about first.

Now, all that remains is to enjoy the happy 101st impression while leisurely playing and eating.

“Rrr r r r r r r r.”

Thinking like that makes me smile happily.

This is probably the brightest smile I've ever had since I was born.

The concubine's financial situation (1)

It has already been five months since I was born.

Time goes by so fast.

Even though I may have gotten used to it through many reincarnations, I always admire my young growth.

In that short period of time, compared to when I was born, I became really heavy.

It's not just the body that has grown.

Such peaceful days continued as my strength grew steadily thanks to the establishment of automatic internal attack points that accumulated day by day thanks to the effect of Honwon Genesis Gong.

* * *

With your daughter? with your daughter?

“Arel, look here.”

My mother, holding me in one arm, is shaking a rattle in front of me.

okay. It's a rattle.

It's something your kid will absolutely love.

“Aww! ah!”

And I pretended to flounder with both hands, following the movement of the rattle that my mother was shaking.

I'm not particularly interested in rattles, are you?

While pretending to turn my head like that, my hand honestly stirs the air.

That is the spirit of service.

This is never easy.

A cute voice and reaction unique to a baby who misses a rocking toy and barely misses it!

It's hard to postpone this.

After all, I am my mother's cute son.

I have an obligation to provide my cuteness for my mother, nanny, and so on, who give birth to me, feed me, and put me to sleep.

“Oh, you are cute. Who do you resemble to be this pretty?”

who is who? She resembled my mother.

It may sound like Mother Con, but my mother is the prettiest.

This is sincere.

Dad? I want to believe that the genes of people who have never seen their faces are not reflected. genetics? X, yes.

Well, it's never bad to act like a baby and be loved like this.

It should be said that receiving cuteness like this is a warmth that can only be enjoyed in childhood.

I want to cherish this time right now.

So I'm going to flirt with you to my heart's content.

“Ah?”

I'm getting hungry anyway.

It's scary to think about how to convey it because I can't speak yet.

“It looks like the prince is hungry.”

As if we had been waiting, our professional nanny appeared with a bottle of milk.

After receiving me from my mother, the nanny began to milk me skillfully.

I'm sorry to say this to my mother, but a nanny is more comfortable when I'm holding her.

Shall we say unwavering comfort?

Is this a technical difference?

As I was drinking milk vigorously while thinking such trivial thoughts, my mother and nanny started talking about various things while watching my Mamma Time.

“Come to think of it, I can't see Ena'?”

While chatting, my mother tilted her head and said that.

Ena is one of the maids serving us in this palace where my mother and I are currently living.

By the way, the nanny is also the chief lady-in-waiting who leads the ladies-in-waiting.

“Lady Lipana. As of yesterday, that child... quit.”

The nanny answered in a slightly bitter tone.

uh? did he quit?

I was surprised.

There are a total of five maids working here.

One of them quit, so now there are four.

“I see…

” “I couldn’t help it. It was difficult to even pay him a salary.”

hmm? Something dark was starting to emerge.

It's kind of bittersweet because it feels like a conversation between the president and the team leader in a company that is in a management crisis.

“The budget to maintain the palace has become smaller this year.”

At those words, Mom couldn't bear to forget the words and smiled forlornly.

I heard the conversations of adults recently, but should I say that it is the cost of living for each concubine?

It seems that a separate budget is set aside to maintain the palace, pay salaries to the ladies-in-waiting and soldiers, and use it that way.

And the point is, the budget seemed to be distributed quite a bit in this palace where my mother and I are.

That's why.... There's no need to think about it.

“Shouldn't we think that it's fortunate that we don't starve to death?”

Still, my mother's concubine.

It can't be a tearful word.

It seems that identity is an issue.

Even if she gave birth to a prince, she would not look good in the eyes of nobles as long as her mother was a maid by birth.

In the end, the reason for having me and my mother in the palace is just to prevent my blood from leaking out.

So I guess I can't do more than that.

In the end, did you mean that one lady-in-waiting was laid off because the budget was reduced?

“It's fortunate that we don't have to reduce the number of soldiers.”

That's right.

No matter how low blooded he is, he is still a prince in name.

It's not strange that people who want to do something about me... my mother come out.

Even so, I wonder if there is any meaning since there are only ten soldiers.

Even the single knight who commands the soldiers is an inexperienced kid.

This alone gives a keen sense of our position in the palace.

The problem here is the wages of the soldiers and knights. Since the royal palace handles it somehow, they can receive even the minimum amount of escort.

However, food for the lady-in-waiting to manage the concubine.

The point is that the items necessary for living must be handled at the expense paid by the royal palace.

The problem is that the cost itself is absurdly low.

Looking at it like this, the environment of me and my mother right now is really poor.

It was never a treat that a prince and a concubine deserved.

“We may have to reduce the number of handmaids next year.”

said the nurse in a voice mixed with a sigh.

“Honestly, the bigger problem than that is this winter. There is also a prince, so how should I be?”

....Eh?! Is that enough?

I'm still only crawling, so I can't figure out the overall structure of this palace, but I'm worried about winter?

Was our palace that poor?!

This is a bit shocking.

“Because when it’s winter, I can’t even grow a vegetable garden.”

It is good to see how my mother has been in the meantime just by talking now.

I have all my tears.

“oh? Are you full already?”

My mother is looking at me curiously.

Because I haven't even emptied half of the milk bottle yet.

Normally, I would have eaten all of it right away and leftovers.

But this incarnation of appetite is not eating at some point, so of course it seems strange.

But now, listening to the conversation, the milk just doesn't go down my throat.

Even in the midst of this, my mother and nanny worry about me.

My child has no appetite, so I am worried that he might be sick.

“cadet!”

At first, I smiled as a sign that I was okay, but I felt a little uncomfortable inside.

....Maybe I misjudged this a bit.

I was excited just imagining a leisurely life to eat and play in the future.

Still, since he was a prince, he thought he would at least not freeze to death.

But should I say that the reality is always shocking?

I hope there will be a problem like this

“Your Majesty…

” “…It was difficult to see you at all.”

Come to think of it, my mom has been going out a lot lately.

Did you try to see the king?

for me?

“Your Majesty...is a very busy person.”

The nanny seemed to understand.

Worrying about not dying of starvation in the world, worrying about going through the winter.....

Isn't this a joke?

I am not a son who has just become a grown-up enough to fill my stomach leisurely while watching my mother suffer. yes not like that

Seeing my mother suffering like this breaks my heart.

At some point, I was clenching my small fist without realizing it.