The Villainess Hides Her Wealth - Chapter 91.2
Chapter 91.2
Crown Prince Enoch had already intervened. He could not take back what he had done at this point.
The board was already laid out anyway. Since it had already come to this, it was better to win on a bigger board.
What if he won first place in a situation where the crown prince had intervened? That would be even better.
‘First, let’s win the hunting competition.’
Then, Yuria would look at him again.
She wouldn’t be able to handle her excitement when she saw him stand tall over all the other men.
She had acted like he wasn’t interested just now… but she seemed to be swayed by the crown prince. That would be solved if he suppressed him!
‘Hunting and swordsmanship are a little different. Besides, Prince Enoch has learned magic.’
Crown Prince Enoch’s skills were acknowledged by both swordsmen and mages.
But he ignored that fact and tried to undermine his opponent.
On the other hand, he made a great effort in hunting while he was in the family’s territory.
No matter what anyone said, he didn’t just loaf around, and he thought that a day like today would surely come.
And he had already taken action against his biggest rival, Sir Primrose.
Sir Primrose seemed a little out of place in the social world.
Well, that nasty temper… There was a feeling that he hid his younger sister, Yuria, because she acted so disorderly.
There was no one except Lilika, the flower of the social world, who would be a match for the son of a duke.
‘It was so easy to handle.’
He asked a young man he knew for a favor, and it seemed they drank quite a bit last night. Even now, he was probably still struggling with his hangover.
He didn’t know about anything else, but it would be a miracle if he could go to the temple to cure his hangover and arrive at the hunting competition on time.
‘He’d feel like throwing up just being here. Hunting on horseback? That wouldn’t be possible.’
When he recalled his plan again, his confidence was boosted.
“Giddy up!”
Sir Vieira kicked his horse with all his might. Everything seemed to be going well.
However…
“What?”
It didn’t take long for that confidence to falter.
Sir Vieira was astonished to see Crown Prince Enoch carrying the prey he was aiming for in front of his eyes.
Having finished his hunt, the crown prince casually looked back at him.
“You’re late.”
He tried his best to smile, holding back his choking emotions.
“… Isn’t patience a virtue when it comes to hunting?”
But that was brief.
Despite saying that, Sir Vieira immediately kicked the ground and set off as soon as he heard a sound behind a tree.
“Oh…”
But it was only a small squirrel.
If he caught that and brought it to the competition, instead of being applauded with praise, people would ask if such a small animal was the only thing he could bring.
‘Did the crown prince know this…’
Sir Vieira seemed to hear Crown Prince Enoch’s ridicule behind him.
“Patience is a virtue in hunting… I’ll keep that in mind.”
Sir Vieira muttered a complaint in such a low voice that the crown prince couldn’t hear him well.
Even so, he didn’t have the guts to openly confront the crown prince, who held a firm position.
‘We’re still in the first half of the competition.’
Wasn’t it too much to act proud of having caught a single prey?
‘Since he’s a beginner, he’s in such a hurry that he doesn’t even distribute his stamina well.’
Crown Prince Enoch. He had been working on his merchant business these days… and moving around a lot.
It was said that he contributed to the war, but was it really his contribution?
Wasn’t it all just attributed to him, the crown prince?
Having put off going to the war, he had never seen Crown Prince Enoch’s power before. That was why he thought it was an exaggeration.
But…
“Woah!”
Sir Vieira was once again deprived of his prey by Crown Prince Enoch.
‘What… that man. Is he chasing me on purpose?’
One.
Two.
Three…
He couldn’t count the number of prey that Crown Prince Enoch had intercepted right in front of his eyes.
It wasn’t that Sir Vieira participated in this hunting competition with groundless confidence. It wasn’t reckless boldness either.
He was really skilled… and had a track record.
He never acted slowly. His sharp hearing, and each action he took when he found his prey. His body moved before his mind.
But, nevertheless…
‘How is he so fast…’
Sir Vieira could not defeat Crown Prince Enoch.
Not once, throughout the whole time they were hunting.
“Your Highness. If someone who wasn’t known for being good at hunting suddenly does too much…!”
Contrary to how impatient he felt, Sir Vieira pretended to be relaxed and gave his advice to Crown Prince Enoch.
However…
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