Death March to the Parallel World Rhapsody

Satou here. In stories, you often see characters who behave like mad dogs, but in my original world, I've only seen that during school days. Maybe people mellow out as they get older. In another world, I feel like they’d be eliminated before they even have a chance to soften.

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“Ho, a silver-haired battle maiden playing with children, are we?”

Storming into Lady Ringlande’s swordsmanship class were three knights clad in white armor. They were holy knights serving under the king of the Shiga Kingdom. The older man and the somewhat handsome young man both held the title of “Shiga Kingdom’s Eight Swords.” The handsome young man was named Sharorikku Shiga, the Third Prince of the Shiga Kingdom.

By the way, when they say “children,” are they talking about me?

“Prince Sharorikku, isn’t it improper to enter another noble’s garden without permission, even if it is the residence of your vassals?”

“Ringlande is so strict. Ah, I’m Seemen Viscount’s younger brother—”

“I am Tolma, Your Highness,” Tolma interrupted the hesitant prince.

The old man seems to understand the atmosphere well. In a way, very noble.

The prince, without showing any tension, said “Excuse us for intruding,” and Tolma naturally agreed.

Still, I get that they have business with Lady Ringlande, but what exactly are they here for?

“I have some business with Ringlande. You all, please step aside.”

It sounds like a request, but it’s an order.

“Your Highness, I’m sorry, but this is my manor, and she’s my cousin. Even if you are His Highness, it would be better to avoid being alone with an unmarried woman.”

“Hmph, what’s wrong with being alone with my fiancée?”

“But the engagement was broken off seven years ago.”

Well, I want to withdraw from this complicated situation, but what should I do?

“Your Highness, instead of tedious back-and-forth, just do this.”

The mischievous-looking holy knight youth, who had been silent until now, drew his one-handed sword and charged.

What’s up with this guy? Is he crazy?

Though his step was fast, compared to Lady Ringlande, his sword technique was full of openings.

“To draw your sword in front of Your Highness means you intend rebellion, right?”

What kind of logic is that? It’s not just sophistry; it’s downright nonsense.

Since the opponent’s sword was made of Mithril alloy known for its hardness, I avoided rather than blocking with my Fairy Sword. Still, the youth relentlessly attacked.

A battle maniac?

“Oh? So it’s not just for show you have a Mithril sword. Haha, can you block this?”

The youth unleashed a flurry of attacks, finishing with a technique like a tornado.

Is this a fighting game?

Avoiding the face attack would be too conspicuous, so I blocked with my sword and pretended to be blown back. Lady Karina and Hayuna called my name, worried. Arisa must have noticed my stamina hadn’t decreased, and Nana didn’t seem worried from the start. I’m trusted—right? I’m trusted, aren’t I?

Lady Karina literally leaped with Laka’s power and scooped me up.

OH! Huka, huka.

“Hey, you can use physical enhancement too? If you want to pick up his sword and challenge me, I’ll take you on.”

I stopped Lady Karina as she reached for my sword. She can’t win.

“No, Lady Karina (・)”

Meanwhile, Tolma was desperately trying to stop the prince. He’s pretty weak-willed, but good on him.

“Your Highness, he is a vassal of Baron Muno and a noble of rank. Could you please stop him?”

“Oh? To serve in that cursed territory, he must have fallen on hard times.”

Huh? That line stung a little. Perhaps I do have some fondness for Baron Muno and his vassals. Arisa had a grim expression too, but it seemed she couldn’t intervene because the opponent was too strong.

“To insult my territory, even if it’s a prince, is unacceptable. I’ll stake my life to make you take back those words.”

“Hmph, trying to cozy up to children to join the nobility? Women should stay home quietly to bear and raise children.”