The Crown Prince was born with unprecedentedly strong mana in a world where there are magicians and the closer the blood is to the dominant trait, the stronger the mana becomes.

Since the country was founded, those with dominant traits have been marrying each other to preserve their bloodline, as if it was a predestined event.

Because of that, the Crown Prince had to spend lonely days.

Alpha and Omega stimulate and attract each other with pheromones.

A weak Omega chokes on the pheromones of a strong dominant Alpha, so the Emperor took measures and forbade the Crown Prince to come into contact with other Omegas.

Once the Crown Prince’s pheromone control ability reached a decent level, he was going to decide on a mate.

All previous generations of the Alpha royalties followed a similar path to finding a mate.

However, in the Empire where free love1 was established, as those with traits increasingly married those without traits, the number of alphas and omegas was dwindling, except for the imperial family and some nobles.

In the meantime, Lindbergh surprisingly had two children born to a recessive Alpha and a dominant Omega: the Alpha, Leia Lindbergh and the Omega, Carl Lindbergh.

In particular, the prince was rumored to be a dominant among the dominants, and he was rumored as the next Crown Princess of the powerful Heineken.

As it turned out, the first meeting was the worst, so it ended up being the last meeting.

The second strongest dominant Alpha after the emperor in the Empire. Considering the 10 years he had to bear that weight alone, he was glad that Carl Lindbergh had come to his senses even now.

But Belfry was skeptical.

Honestly, neither the former prince nor the current prince was qualified to be the Empress.

Is the position of Empress of the Empire about just looking at appearances? You have to have an overflowing intelligence and the mana that matches it.

The prince he met this time, well, what can he say? Belfry also had a difficult time figuring him out.

Still, if the Crown Prince truly wants him, he can’t help it.

“Even if you say that, you’ve been seeing the prince almost every day since you came here, haven’t you?”

Belfry criticized the man who kept smiling sweetly along with his confidence.

“He is pretty and funny.”

As the Crown Prince chuckled, a dimple appeared on one side of his cheek.

“Indeed, I almost laughed a little when he suddenly came to me and asked me if I was His Highness the Crown Prince.”

The Prince, who had been silent for ten years, suddenly sent a letter to Heineken. At first, of course, he thought it was some kind of prank.

The Prince, who was said to be passionate about improving his appearance all day, had perfect grammar in the continent’s official language.

It was even more difficult to believe that the contents of the letter were written by the Prince.

It was a concise request to guide both Leia Lindbergh and Carl Lindbergh for the future of Lindbergh, and he found that the man who wrote it with smeared ink marks in the middle took considerable pains to deliver the message.

〈Lindbergh is now showing its true colors. 〉

Belfry thought Lindbergh would finally disappear from the map, as the Crown Prince’s expression while crumpling the letter that day was so fierce.

However, the Prince he met upon arrival was different from what he expected.

He heard that he had his eyes full of venom and quarreled with everyone passing by, but what he met there was a young man full of tension.

He came up to him and shook his hand, asking Belfry, ‘You’re Crown Prince Adrian, right?’.

When the Crown Prince stepped out from behind a flustered Belfry, he could feel the Prince’s palms sweating.

“And did you see his expression when he saw me? It was kind of cute when his eyes and mouth became round.”

Adrian chuckled at the thought of it again.

‘Where is he supposed to be cute? He looks so happy he could die.’

Belfry inwardly thought.

The Prince who came to Heineken was strange in everything he did.

The Prince, who must have grown up without knowing a day of hardship, was always helping his servants with their work.

Like running with the knights.

But that was fine.

In the eyes of Belfry, the Prince, who has lacked exercise for many years, is at a terrible level, therefore he needs to increase his physical strength now so that he will suffer less when giving birth to a child.

Belfry didn’t realize that his mind was all filled with thoughts of the Prince.

“When I came to him, he would be flustered and his eyes would dart everywhere, and it made me really want to take a bite of him.”

The Crown Prince revealed his sharp fangs, which were unique to an Alpha.

Belfry thought he was lucky to be a Beta a hundred times.

After the Prince came, he heard other nobles say that the Crown Prince exuded an even more dangerous scent.

I don’t know what the Prince smells like, but at least His Highness likes it.

“It’s a relief that His Highness likes the Prince.”

He looks much better than when he was running around the hall and smashing all the practice wooden swords, or shutting himself away for a few days to study magic stones.

It would be nice if he could do some work now.

Belfry put the documents down next to the Crown Prince’s leg, but the latter did not even look in his direction, fiddling with the marble in his hand and muttering to himself.

“But something keeps bothering me.”

“What is it?”

Belfry, who had been wanting to hit the Crown Prince at least once, was guilty for no reason.

Adrian turned around the desk and approached Belfry.

Belfry took a step back.

The Crown Prince’s playful face became more menacing today.

“I told the Prince about the imperial marriage2 yesterday. Then he looked at me and said that it was too early to get married when we are still dating.”

Belfry made an ‘Eh?’ face.

Adrian nodded, as if he knew he would.

Marriage after dating was natural for commoners and some nobles, but not for the Crown Prince.

More so for those who have to match their traits.

“I know that he has openly said that the seat next to His Highness is his since he was young, but is he stepping out again?”

Adrian shook his head.

“So I told him that what I wanted from him was to borrow that body of his and get a dominant trait.”

Belfry lowered his monocle at the sound of Adrian adding with a strange look on his face as he approached him.

“He said his sister has lived in the castle all the time and hasn’t met many men. He solemnly preaches that such an approach is not right.”

Only Adrian knew how absurd he was at the time.

Why is his sister being mentioned here? He was about to ask him if he was really crazy, but he held back.

It was because the prince was serious and calm.

“Not you, but his sister?”

“Yes.”

For a moment, there was silence between the two of them. It was the stuttering Belfry who broke it.

“Then, the P-Prince now thinks his sister is your partner for the imperial marriage?”

Adrian groaned as he nodded.

“So I said, ‘I don’t know what you are mistaken about, but what I want is you.'”

Belfry swallowed.

His personality did not change, but that he had become an idiot? Other than that, he seemed to be back to normal.

“H-how did he react?”

“…….”

“Your Highness!”

“He spilled the tea he was drinking on his pants.”

“Oh my God.”

Belfry staggered, and the Crown Prince wrapped his arms around his waist to support him.

Belfry, coming to his senses, slapped the back of the Crown Prince’s hand, and Adrian, who didn’t want to see his foster brother3 leave the world by having his temple hit the corner of the desk, quickly checked his body.

“The prince seems to have gone mad.”

“It’s not even that, he became suspiciously smart. His eyes sparkle when discussing mining rights in the Mochu Mountains or how to put the nobles in their place.”

“Then what is it?”

“But he is completely blank when it comes to magic or traits.”

“An idiot about magic? How can a person who doesn’t know magic be so smart about the value of the Magic Stones?”

It doesn’t add up.

The Prince may not have noticed, but when he came from Lindbergh to Heineken, the Crown Prince guessed from his gaze that he had accurately read the formula.

After all, the way in which formulas are written is different from the official language and grammar of the continent, so the way one looks at it is different.

Even when the Prince read the formula and made a strange sound, the Crown Prince saw it clearly.

“Young Lord Hendrick, since when did the prince have such a personality?”

“Ah, that was probably half a year ago. According to intelligence, after losing consciousness in a horseback accident, he woke up and suddenly told them to cut his hair and throw away all his clothes.”

Pfft, swallowing his laughter, the Crown Prince nodded.

“That’s a good thing. The taste of the Prince is really……”

Thinking of the dragonfly wing-like clothes that the Prince once wore to banquets, they both touched their temples.

“What follows is more noteworthy. He quickly became acquainted with Princess Leia, with whom he had not been on good terms. The Prince’s servant and the Princess’s maid were often seen coming and going.”