BBYW Vol. 1 Chapter 13
Chapter 13 – Fools Never Stop Walking
【POV : Sullivan Nommes】
“Shit! Shit!! Why, why did this happen!?”
My name is Sullivan. I am the crown prince of this kingdom…no, I was.
The other day, because of a series of mistakes and misunderstandings, I was disinherited from the royal family and ended up having to marry into the family of some penniless baron in the sticks.
I was in the room assigned to me in the Nommes manor, crushing a letter I had just received.
The letter was a reply from a friend in the capital after I requested them to help me regain my title as crown prince.
I sent fifteen such letters but received only three replies.
All of them said the same thing: “I cannot help”.
“Why…why!! Why won’t anyone try to help!? Were their oaths of loyalty all fake!?”
All my friends had offered their loyalty to me: comrades with whom I swore to make this country a better place.
The moment I lost my title of the crown prince, however, they immediately cut off all ties with me. I just couldn’t forgive them.
“Why do I have to go through something like this…!?”
It was all because of Maxwell, that murdering psychopath, and my idiot of a wife, Selena.
I was engaged with a perfect fiancee once. Her name was Marianne Rosais.
She was beautiful, noble, refined…a woman truly ideal as the bride for me, the next king of Lamperouge.
Slightly overwhelmed by her perfection, I made a small mistake and ended up cheating a trifle on her.
Yes, it was a really small mistake, a trifling case of cheating.
Marianne, however, could not forgive that tiny mistake and really broke our engagement.
Thinking about it now, I felt that I did not truly want to break our engagement.
I simply wanted to confirm her honest feelings towards me.
I just wanted to see Marianne cling to me, tears brimming in her eyes while saying “Please don’t leave me”, to confirm that she truly loved me.
Mine was just a way to see my fiancee’s true feelings, something like a prank.
(And yet…that Dyngir Maxwell…!!)
That damned Dyngir Maxwell, that countryside noble, blew my tiny mistake out of proportion and my relationship with Marianne was ruined beyond repair.
If it wasn’t for that man’s meddling, we would have made peace immediately…
The relationship between Marianne and I would have returned to normal so easily.
I could still be the crown prince.
(Selena has her share of the blame too. Despite all my toiling and suffering, she won’t say a word to console me, always crying in her room…!!)
The woman I married after throwing away everything I had was not, frankly speaking, someone of my standing.
She had no rank, no education. Her looks and figure were both severely inferior to Marianne.
She was no better in private either: I acted a little rough once and she screamed “It hurts, it hurts!!”, killing the mood ever since.
Now that I had a clearer head, I honestly couldn’t remember why I had fallen for her.
(That time, she must have secretly fed me some strange drug…could this also be part of Maxwell’s plan!?)
It made perfect sense for Dyngir Maxwell to use his fiancee to ensnare me, the kingdom’s accomplished crown prince, in a trap…
(I didn’t do anything wrong…it’s all that man’s fault…!! Shit, shit, shit, shitshitshit SHIT!!)
I slammed my fists on the table and stood up from the chair, filled with indignation. Every time I thought about that man I became furious.
“I need a drink!! I can’t put up with this anymore!!”
I violently opened the door and walked toward the entrance.
I met some of the manor’s servants on my way out, but they did not even greet me as they quickly brushed past me. Irritated even more, I headed out of the manor with angrier, louder footsteps.
“Are you going on a walk, sir?”
“What!?”
I was about to open the door when a man called to me. He was the house’s firstborn son, Cray Nommes.
“Where might you be headed, when all your work as the next head of the house is left here?”
“…I’m going on an inspection in town.”
I replied with the least emotion possible.
Looking at his face reminded me of the humiliation I was subjected to during our visit to the Maxwell manor, where he slammed my face against the floor repeatedly.
(Just you wait…when I’m crown prince again, you’re going to pay…!!)
I will definitely kill the man before me — so I solemnly swore in my heart.
Cray reacted with affected surprise.
“Oh my, an inspection! That is very admirable. Allow me to advise you to inspect the town also beyond its taverns.”
“Tch, naturally!!”
My destination had been found out: I felt my face redden with shame.
“Take care on your way back, please. They say that no one cries when a drunkard gets stabbed and dies.”
“…………!!”
I barely restrained myself from shouting back at him and opened the door. In exchange, I slammed it shut.
“Shit!! This whole baron house is looking down on me!! And it’s all…”
— Maxwell’s fault!!
I let out a roar of indignation in my heart and left the Nommes manor.
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“Shit…shit…goddamnit!!”
After I finally reached the tavern I started downing liquor, glass after glass.
I had visited this place several times already: some of the other patrons seemed to know who I was.
Though, no one ever had the decency to greet me: they just watched from a distance.
(I am the crown prince, you lot!! The blood in my veins is nothing like yours!! Show some proper respect!!)
“Damn it all!!”
I was not as foolish as to voice my complaints out loud, but I couldn’t keep the words from leaking out sometimes.
The people around me distanced themselves even more after hearing me curse. I knew that well enough, but couldn’t stop it.
(Shit, shit!! Who the hell do they think they are!?)
“Give me one more!!”
“…sir, do you have enough to pay today…?”
The waiter’s helpless tone irritated me even more.
“I am a noble, you insolent pleb!! We do not use your “wallets” or whatever! Send the bill to house Nommes!!”
I shouted back at the waiter, who sighed.
“It is time for you to leave then. The door is that way.”
“What!? Who do you think you are talking to!? I am the successor of house Nommes!!”
The waiter’s unbelievable disrespect sent my blood boiling.
I shouted louder, banging my fists against the table, but the waiter simply looked at me hopelessly.
“Unfortunately, sir, we have been contacted by that same house Nommes: we have been informed not to let sir Sullivan drink for free. You may forget about the payment of today’s drinks, but could you refrain from coming here again?”
“A-are you serious!?”
(House Nommes contacted them!? Not to let me drink for free!? What lengths will they go to insult me!?)
My anger finally took over completely and I grabbed the handle of the sword at my waist when I felt a sharp voice from behind me.
“Is there a problem with our waiter, sir?”
A hand firmly grasped my shoulder, so I turned around and found the hulking figure of the tavern’s hired bouncer.
“Y-you sh-sh-shameless…”
“Who the hell do you think you are, you damned sponge!!”
“Hyeek!?”
My shoulders shook in surprise and I let go of my sword.
The hired guardian dragged me out of the tavern by force, as the patrons laughed loudly.
“Hahaha!! Look at that! Pathetic!”
“Serves the guy right for demanding to drink for free! As expected of *former* royalty!!”
“Uugh…”
The drunkards’ taunts stabbed my chest deeply. I never felt so miserable in my life.
(When did I become so weak…? My life of glory and victory…where did it go to…!?)
I was about to leave the place, as the pitiful loser I was, when—
“Gentlemen, I believe that is enough.”
A merciful hand extended towards me.
I raised my head and found an elegantly dressed man.
He seemed to be about 40 years old: his well-trimmed beard and features gave the impression that he was a member of the cultured elite.
He was either a noble or a high-ranked servant of a noble family. In any case, certainly not someone that would frequent such a shabby tavern.
“Gentlemen, the noble blood of the honored Lamperouge royal family runs in the veins of this man. He might have been removed from the royal register, but us vassals of Lamperouge have a duty to honor his bloodline. Do you not see that vilifying this man is a shameful act for a son of this kingdom?”
“Aagh…”
“Yes, but…”
The drunkards attempted to protest weakly, but the gentleman shot them a chilling glare.
“But, what? You have a legitimate reason to vilify the royal family bloodline, I suppose?”
“Ah…no…nothing.”
The gentleman’s words turned the tavern completely silent.
He then took out a leather wallet from his breast pocket.
“This should cover this man’s drinks. Please.”
“Ah..eh…what about the change?”
“Take it.”
The gentleman threw several gold coins at the waiter’s feet. It was more than enough to pay for ten times what I drank.
The gentleman ignored the panicked waiter and approached me.
“I apologize for my impertinence, Lord Sullivan. Please forgive me.”
“N-no, thank you.”
The gentleman’s tone and manners were filled with deference towards me.
It was the first time I was treated with respect fitting of royalty ever since I came to the eastern province, so I felt moved to the point of tears.
“My deepest apologies, my lord, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Zaill, I work as a royal commissioner in the capital. I am currently staying in this town on certain duties.”
The gentleman who introduced himself as Zaill smiled kindly at me.
“An acquaintance of mine manages a tavern nearby. Would you care to join me for a drink? Please, allow me the honor to entertain a descendant of the royal family.”
“Oh, hmm, yes…I shall allow you to.”
“Wonderful, wonderful. Please, this way.”
I followed Zaill in a small alley of the tavern district.
I’m thinking the opposite. The author could double down on the revenge session and the new guy is actually working for Dyngir as well, just setting up a plan to further screw with Prince Charming over here.
I find it hard to believe that anyone would be able to approach the prince while the Baron house is clearly keeping an eye on him, so I don’t think anyone will collude with the prince without the MC knowing.
And although the recurrent bullying of the Prince doesn’t make for an exciting reading, it’s somewhat therapeutic to see someone this brain dead and egomaniacal getting screwed over and over.
I’m sad the story moved away from the spear lady though T_T
It would be funny seeing this *sshole, getting oh so close to revenge, only for everything to be revealed to the entire empire.
Maxwell would just use the excuse that he had no hand in it, and even if he did, it was Sulllivan’s choice to try and take revenge for something that he himself caused.
Well, it can go either way here, though.
Well the King also seems to be puppet (well maybe not exactly a puppet).
But I guess Zeill is the spy the MC used. And Zeill himself doesn’t even exist a perfect cover to kill someone. Everyone has seen him walk out with a royal commissioner named Zeill but the royal family doesn’t know him. So everyone will think the king killed his own son out of shame or whatever.
Either this mystery guy is someone from an opposing nation OR someone from a secret rebellious faction within the country. I dont think he is who he says he is… or at least who he says he is isnt the whole story.
I doubt Dyngir would set up something so elaborate for such a small krill at this point when he’s got big fish to prepare for frying
nah, yes he’s a small fish
but that small fish is gonna be a ruler of some territory in the mc’s turf
so chances are the mc’s gonna do something about it, for the territory in his turf and his father, so that he will worry less
it might be the clown(mc’s job for him)
remember the “test” the mc was talking about previously
well chances are that clown will goad that guy into taking revenge thus giving the mc a reasonable explanation that Nommes family and royalty can accept when he kills him
the mc did say that he has to make amends to make his father worry less, that he was the reason on why that idiot is gonna be the ruler of the Nommes territory, which would probably go to shambles as a result
My thoughts exactly
Thanks for the chapter.
Oh boy… I sense a coupe coming.
The author really is laying it on thick with this character. He needs to be shuffled off already, or put into a position where he can actually threaten the main character. Perhaps that is what this stranger will do.
Thanks for the chapter, it is hilarious how the princes is so clueless and so on point at the same time, yes the affair was minor enough to be ignored and all partys pretend it didn’t happen, if he foolishly didn’t went and exposed it so balantly, so he can see what a stupid thing happened but not how his actions were the one to disgrace him, now he will be used aginast his own kingdom, such a foolish prince. A truly puppet ruler.
Thanks for the chapter
Wow Dyngir hit the nail on the head when he said that Sullivan was a worse bastard than himself. When he got introduced he kept harping about how beautiful and great Selena was yet now he says she’s ugly while at the same time he kept complaining about his actual fiancee Marianne and that she always nagged him and stuff yet now he’s saying she was perfect and he deeply loved her. Then he calls his cheating as just a small trifle and mistake like if it were a one-night stand and not the long love affair it actually was. And now this dumbass still thinks he can somehow regain his status even after insulting both the Maxwell House and the Prime Minister.
So I wonder about this guy that showed up. He could be as he says he is -a noble who wants to help him either at the behest of the king or of his own accord because he thinks he can get some benefits from him though I honestly can’t see what benefits he could actually get from Sullivan who has nothing to offer. On the other hand he could be someone from an enemy country or at least working for one and he has a mission to try to destabilize this kingdom so propping up an idiot with royal blood as a patsy could help like manipulate him to start a rebellion or something. The final possibility I can think of is that this is all just something Dyngir set up to screw with Sullivan more and probably give him a way to justify executing him like framing him for treason or trying to start a rebellion.
well he did say “Now that I had a clearer head, I honestly couldn’t remember why I had fallen for her” . That’s what people say after the passion fades , why do you think there are more number of divorce cases for love marriages than arranged marriages.
Apparently people who took arrange marriage were glad to have them, also study shows people who does not have sex before marriage (not referring to virgins) tend to last longer.
Hmmmmmm, test starts?
Thank god selena isn’t with dyngir, if she is.. She will dead in the first night 😂😂😂
I think he’s going to be used…
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i think the test mc talk about start now.
and how much low will this guy fall
This self-righteous delusional bastard is dumber than Patrick Star. In fact, Patrick Star looks like a genius compared to him.
“Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former”
-Albert Einstein
What a scum, trash,selfish, idiot, small fish person
This guy really dumb, crown prince???? More like clown of piece of shit💩💩💩
Prince is idïot, delusional and selfish…
He will be used by the enemy empire as a pawn or something at this rate
Ah- here it is…
Wow this guy is delusional. I can’t see him learning a lesson.
Sullivan is not a character, he’s a plot device. His only role is making the MC look good by comparison.