I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"But if it's someone of high status, wouldn't it be unintentionally offensive?"

"I don't think so at all."

In order to convince Jinghua, Ella smiled and waved her hand.

I wasn't born into a noble family, so I didn't think Jinghua would offend me at all. Or rather, the word "offend" was completely redundant, as I didn't consider myself a "noble" at all.

"Even if Ella doesn't care, others will..."

"Well, don't worry, Jinghua. No one will care about this. Besides, Iris is more powerful than me. Long, pure silver hair is the symbol of a princess of the God-man tribe."

"Ah, yes! I was just thinking about it, Iris is indeed the princess of the Godman tribe!"

Ella breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that Jinghua had shifted her attention to Iris flying in the air. Although this was very unfair to Iris, she had no choice but to do this to save the situation. She could make some compensation afterwards. Thinking of this, Ella stopped talking because of the movement of the armies of both sides.

"here we go."

Ignoring Olds who kept urging him, Fukada, who was sitting in the driver's seat with his feet dangling in the air, spoke calmly, looking uninterested in the outcome.

It wasn't just Shen Gan who wasn't interested. Even Angelica, who was riding on a horse, was waiting obediently beside everyone and sighed softly.

"The comparison of numbers leaves no doubt at all."

"Thinking of Senpai's presence, the demon soldiers' fighting spirit will probably be even higher than usual. Ahaha—after all, that idiotic prince brought this upon himself. There's no need to sympathize with him."

"Eh? No direct battle?"

The thousand men Linglan separated from the army quickly approached Prince Harry and his entourage, but the close combat that Angelina had imagined did not happen. Instead, each side sent one person to talk in front of the army.

It was Ruthie who explained.

"I think Miss Linglan is warning the other side to lay down their weapons and surrender. Although the Kingdom of Untemir was established by the demons, they still have to pay attention to formalities. If persuasion fails, the Untemir royal family will also have an explanation to the people."

What Luti didn't say was that it wouldn't matter if she didn't do this. From what the villagers on the border of the Kingdom of Untermire said, the demons had full credibility in the kingdoms, at least in the hearts of the people of Untermire. Some even wanted the demons to rule them. Just as Iris said a few months ago, if the people of the kingdoms knew that they would be ruled by the demons, they would definitely use pots and pans as gongs and drums to celebrate the coming days of peace.

"But wouldn't that be terrible? If they knew they were demon soldiers, they would definitely surrender."

"Angeline-senpai looks like he's really looking forward to the battle."

"Of course, I heard everything that little Ella said to Teacher Camisia. It's best if that bad guy disappears from this world as soon as possible."

Angelique puffed up her cheeks and exuded indignation, but Luty's words immediately diverted Angelique's attention.

"That prince doesn't seem to have surrendered."

"Wait, he ran away?!"

"That's why I called you an idiot."

Shen Gan curled his lips, his words full of disdain.

"Surrendering will at least save you from the pain, but running away will only make you a target."

Before she could finish her words, Linglan's voice, amplified by magic, resounded across the field.

"Expeditionary Force, all forces attack!"

After the air stagnated for a moment, the mighty army immediately began to run. The momentum they created was like a giant dragon landing on the ground, even the ground was shaking, and the shouts soared into the sky. A total of 4,000 soldiers were like mercury pouring out of the ground, occupying most of the entire field.

"Hmm... There are so many people... Ella is a demon... Could it be that Ella is actually a demon princess and not a princess of the kingdoms?"

Jinghua looked at Ella blankly, and Ella just responded with a playful wink, neither saying yes nor no.

"Four thousand soldiers is already one-fifth of the Untermil Kingdom's military strength. Sending them out just for Ella is excessive!"

"No, no, it's just a coincidence, a coincidence."

Ella quickly waved her hands. After all, she would not send soldiers to other countries to protect herself. If it were not for the purpose of annihilating the rebels of the Kingdom of Untermir and assisting the elven envoys, Linglan would never have come to the territories of the kingdoms.

"How long do you think the idiot prince can hold out, Lotte?"

Angelica's words prompted Luty to lift Hela and observe her carefully. She could see that the soldiers led by Prince Harry had begun to discard their weapons and armor, reducing their load and fleeing at full speed. As for the shield soldiers who were slower and fell behind, they were swallowed up by the dark army. The swallowed soldiers seemed to have been stripped of their clothes and captured, not killed. In addition, a female elf could be seen fainting on the ground. For some reason, the soldiers simply passed by this elf without any restrictions such as ropes.

"It seems Miss Linglan's soldiers are under a 'speed up' spell. They'll all be captured in five minutes. Ah, they're charging towards us."

Lotte shifted her gaze from Hela's scope to look at Ella, tilting her head and smiling back at Olds, who was standing next to Ella with an anxious look on his face.

"Miss Ella, can I snipe?"

“Well, I don’t think that’s necessary…”

"Gentlemen, it's too late if we don't hide now! Please take shelter behind the carriage!"

"Don't worry, Lord Olds. I think it will be over soon."

Even from a distance of nearly a thousand yards, Ella could still see the actions of Iris, Camisia, and Mitis, who were blocking Prince Harry's carriage. A magic ball of unknown origin gathered on Iris's staff, Camisia simply enlarged the Sword of Disorder, and Mitis summoned several bats to cover the sky around her. Each of them made people feel the enormous power contained within.

"Haha—I did something even more foolish than running away."

Starting from the moment Shen Gan finished speaking, the world was filled with an impact that tore through the clouds and a light that blinded everyone. Thus, Prince Harry's plan came to an end.

Chapter 35: The Suffering of Prince Harry

*创世纪6187年10月15日 晚20:14分 伍德伯爵领

By the time the battle was over and the battlefield was cleaned up, it was already after eight o'clock in the evening. Smoke from the soldiers' cooking fires rose in the wilderness, and the cloudless night sky was dotted with stars. It was impossible to imagine that a battle had just taken place here.

Of course, after the battle, there are naturally post-war issues, especially how to deal with those who attacked the Demon King. According to the demon soldiers, Prince Harry and Earl Wood should be brought back to the demon tribe for public execution. However, bringing the other royal family to their own country for processing without authorization, given the demon tribe's strength, has a sense of bullying the weak, and coupled with the demon tribe's already bad reputation, it may bring many unexpected effects.

So after discussing with Camisia and Ruthie, Ella decided to send Prince Harry back to the Kingdom of Harry and let the King of Harry deal with it himself. It seemed to be a painless way of dealing with the matter, but in fact it was indirectly equivalent to a trial of Prince Harry's life. In order to give an explanation to the demons, Prince Harry's status as a candidate for the crown prince would definitely be stripped away, and even being demoted to a commoner and exiled had become a foregone conclusion. A dark future was waiting for him.

However, how to deal with this is something to be discussed later. Currently, Prince Harry is being escorted by the demon soldiers to the tent where Camisia is. Ella, Mitis and others are treating the injured elf slaves.

"Kneel down!"

As if throwing away garbage, two demon soldiers walked into Kamisia's tent and pushed Prince Harry forward. The rough action made Prince Harry stagger and fall to his knees.

“Mmmmm!”

With his mouth stuffed with rags, Prince Harry could only make grunting sounds from his throat. He struggled to move his head behind him and cast an angry look at the two soldiers who were escorting him.

Born in a privileged environment, he naturally could not bear the humiliation of kneeling on the ground. You know, even when facing the King of the Kingdom of Harry, he only needed to bow. This was the first time he knelt on the ground like this.

However, the soldiers ignored Prince Harry's gaze. While holding Prince Harry's shoulders, they bowed slightly to the front.

"Get up."

""yes.""

The mature female voice that appeared in the tent immediately attracted Prince Harry's attention. He immediately turned his head to the front, but because there was only a faint candlelight swaying in the makeshift tent, Prince Harry could not see the woman's face. He only knew that she was wearing a white dress and had crimson twin ponytails - in addition, there was a magnificent chest that made people unable to look away. Even though Prince Harry knew that now was not the time to pay attention to these things, it was difficult for him not to pay attention to those breasts that seemed to have magic.

With his face flushed and his shoulders twisting constantly, Prince Harry tried to stand up from the ground. Even without thinking, he knew that the woman hiding in the shadows could judge his future, so he had to desperately gain an advantageous position to negotiate with the other party. The first thing he had to do was to stand up from the ground.

The demons hadn't taken advantage of the chaos to kill him immediately. There must be some reason. Were they afraid of harassing Harry over the murder of their royal family? Or did he have some kind of value in his existence? Given the demons' national strength, the former possibility was slim. The latter option was the one worth exploring. Perhaps the demons knew the rebellion raging in Untermil was secretly instigated by the Harry aristocracy, and so they came specifically to capture him, a prince supported by them. In truth, he still didn't understand why the demons would obstruct his attack on Kumi. He didn't believe the demon expeditionary force would meddle in the affairs of others.

Prince Harry frowned at the thought.

Why did the demons want to capture him? Were they trying to use him to intimidate the nobles into withdrawing? Prince Harry shook his head. Rather than using him as a threat to the nobles, it would be more efficient to simply use the excuse of helping the Kingdom of Untermire suppress the rebellion and wipe out the rebels in one fell swoop. Besides, the nobles would never dare admit that they had caused the rebellion.

So is there anything else of value left for me?

Is he trying to use this to threaten his father and turn the Kingdom of Harry into the demon clan's backyard?

Prince Harry believes that he does not have the weight to get his father's consent, even if it is replaced by the second prince who has the greatest hope of inheriting the throne, it will be impossible.

Then there is only one possibility left. Thinking of what is about to happen next, Prince Harry's heart can't help but tremble a few times - he may have been chosen by the demons as a puppet to succeed the throne. Instead of forcing the current king to surrender, it is better to start with the person who has the inheritance right. In other words, the demons will support him to become the new king.

If his mouth had not been blocked, Prince Harry even felt that he would laugh out loud. Nothing was more powerful and reassuring than the assistance of the demons. Even if he was just a puppet king, he would be addressed as a king.

Besides, as long as he had the name of the Demon Clan and secretly spread the information that the Demon Clan was assisting his country, the surrounding territories would be much more obedient. Then he could take this opportunity to greatly strengthen his national strength. As long as he managed it secretly, it would not be impossible to overthrow the Demon Clan in the future.

As if he saw himself standing in the demon territory and being worshipped, Prince Harry's eyes were full of hope. He smiled as he struggled to stand up from the ground, but unfortunately, the escorting soldiers did not give him a chance to get up.

This made Prince Harry very puzzled. He clearly came to negotiate with him, so why didn't he let him stand up?

"No, I'm not the king yet. It would be terrible if they chose me as their chosen one. Just be patient and I'll get it back later."

After about three seconds, Camisia stood up and walked slowly to Prince Harry. Prince Harry subconsciously raised his head, and what came into his sight was a face so beautiful that it made him feel ashamed of himself. However, Prince Harry only admired her in his heart for half a second, and his black pupils shrank instantly - the other person had golden vertical pupils like a cat, which made people feel a chill.

At this moment, these terrifying eyes were looking down at him.

In order to show his absolute obedience, Prince Harry spoke first.

"I am--"

"Shut up."

thump.

Before Prince Harry could react, Camisia stepped on his head, causing his face to come into close contact with the ground. The ruthless force even made the ground tremble.

Although the pain on his face almost made Prince Harry cry, thinking that he would make this woman regret it in the future, Prince Harry gritted his teeth, put his head to the ground, and endured the humiliation of having someone step on his head.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

Because they wanted me to be a tool to rule the Harry Kingdom.

Just as Prince Harry was about to say this, Camisia increased the force of her feet. The pressure of the hard crystal shoes on his skull made Prince Harry have no strength to speak. It took all his strength just to endure not shouting.

As if she was just treating a bug, Camisia didn't even look at Prince Harry, and there was a sense of self-talk in her words. If Ella was present, she would notice that Camisia's tone subtly changed with every word she spoke - a different personality switched - but neither the soldiers nor Prince Harry noticed this.

"If we attacked knowing the princess's identity, we might be considered brave by others. After all, there are tens of thousands of people who hate demons, and we can just eliminate them after the offense. But—"

As he spoke, there was a sudden commotion outside. Camisia nodded to the two soldiers escorting Prince Harry, motioning them to go out and take a look, and then continued to add.

"But you simply don't know the princess's true identity. Facing such a pure and kind being, not only do you not worship her, but you even attempt to harm her. Even if we ignore your respective statuses and look at it from a normal person's perspective, you can still be considered 'evil', isn't that right?"

Although he wanted to retort that he was the prince of the Kingdom of Harry and how could he ignore his status and look at the problem from the perspective of ordinary people, the increasing pressure on him had made Prince Harry sweat profusely and he wanted to beg for forgiveness immediately.

After changing her personality again, Camisia relaxed her grip a little, fixed her eyes on the trembling Prince Harry, and raised her head slightly.

"You seem to be talking about a difference in status. I think it's necessary to clarify this. How you treat others is not why we brought you here. Even if you attacked a recognized sage of the human race, we wouldn't pay any attention to you. But you attacked the ruler of the demon race, the supreme being who reigns over the world. If an ant-like character dares to offend the god, as his servants, we naturally have the obligation to clean up this filth. Do you understand now?"

Not worried at all that Prince Harry might run away, Camisia, who had transformed from "wisdom" to "majesty", took a step back, as if waiting for Prince Harry to speak.

Sure enough, Prince Harry seemed to have remembered something, and he sat down on the ground with a plop, shivering and looking up, rubbing his legs on the ground as he backed away.

"The ruler of the demon clan... Could it be... Could it be that the blond is the Demon King?!"

Could that harmless-looking guy be a demon king? Even if time went back, Prince Harry wouldn't think so, but the reality was that he was indeed the demon king who ruled over the demons.

As if a heavy iron block weighing dozens of pounds was pressing on his chest, Prince Harry gasped for breath, his lips moving as he begged to Camisia, his eyes filled with fear and hope.

"But, but this isn't my fault... It's all the Demon King's trick, no, it's your Majesty's trick. If your Majesty had revealed his identity earlier, how could I have dared to attack you!"

"Hey, hey, it seems you're not a complete idiot. At least you know how to beg for your life. But you seem to have overlooked the action itself. The princess has repeatedly given in, but it has only allowed you to get more aggressive. Even if the person attacked wasn't the princess, you still have reason to be eliminated, right? We are merely judging you from the perspective of exterminating pests."

"Lord Ringland!"

"Get out of the way! I want to personally eliminate those who are harmful to Your Majesty!"

Following the soldiers' orders to stop her, Linglan threw open the curtain and rushed into the tent. Her gaze stayed on Camisia for a moment, then immediately turned to Prince Harry at her feet.

If Lingen had not confirmed from the soldiers that only Camisia and Prince Harry were in the tent, Lingen would definitely have thought that Prince Harry was no longer there.

——Prince Harry now has none of the aura of a prince. His lips and nose are covered in dirt, and his entire face is covered in a mixture of snot, sweat, and tears. Add to that his clothes and burnt hair that were torn from being bombarded by magic, and no one would suspect him even if he was mistaken for a beggar.

But even so, whenever Lingran thought of Ella's attitude towards him in the Branch of Disaster, which was like a friend - as the Demon King, he only needed to give orders and Ella would be satisfied to execute them, but Ella felt that this would add a burden to himself. Facing such a ruler who was so compassionate to his servants, Lingran had already made up his mind to sacrifice everything for the Demon King, but today, the Demon King was attacked by ants under his nose. Whenever he thought of this, Lingran's chest was filled with uncontrollable anger.

Without thinking, Linglan drew out the long sword he was wearing and swung it quickly towards Prince Harry.

"babble!"

As he screamed, Prince Harry subconsciously put his hands in front of him to protect himself.

However, this attack did not hit Prince Harry, but was blocked in time by Camisia, who was now the usual 'serious Camisia'.

Since Camisia blocked his attack with the Sword of Disorder, Linglan could only relax the strength in his hands and shouted to Camisia anxiously.

"Lady Camicia!"

"The princess has already decided how to deal with the third prince of the Harry Kingdom. Linglan, calm down."

"Has Your Majesty made up your mind?"

Linglan retracted the sword without hesitation.

"The Third Prince of the Kingdom of Harry will be sent back to his own country. At the same time, we will also send an envoy to convey this matter. I believe that the envoy of the Kingdom of Harry will visit Dean soon."

At the same time, it will also bring a lot of apologies.

After hearing the explanation, Linglan immediately bowed.

"Yes, I lost my composure."