The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

Fenrir, the legendary sacred beast with a much smaller body than the Rockslide Sheep but large enough to make any decent-sized monster a one-bite meal, sniffed our scent while wriggling its nose.

As befitting a shepherd dog, it was to distinguish whether we were enemies or not using its sense of smell.

“Grrr~?”

When it couldn’t smell anything from us, Fenrir seemed puzzled.

Scent is the result of the brain receiving biological signals that occur when scent molecules propagated through the air come into contact with olfactory cells.

Controlling the surrounding air with the power of a wind spirit and hiding scents was not a difficult task.

In fact, I didn’t expect it to work even on the legendary sacred beast Fenrir.

“Yuan, are those bells attached to that collar the ones?”

Sophia recognized the Fallen Angel’s Horn attached to the dog collar and asked, and I nodded.

Befitting the size of the bells attached to the collar worn by such a large dog, they were larger than human heads, but such rare items could usually adjust their size.

“How are you going to remove the bells from its neck? It’s not like removing the bell of a cat, but removing the bells from Fenrir’s neck.”

“Well, we need to obtain them peacefully.”

The moment we attack the shepherd dog, the sheep grazing peacefully will start rampaging while causing rockslides.

On the contrary, if we attack the sheep, that ferocious Fenrir will bare its vicious teeth at us.

In the novel, not knowing that fact, Precia cut down a sheep running towards them peacefully, resulting in a catastrophic party.

“Is there a way?”

“Of course, I prepared everything.”

I took out a small flute from the bag carried by the doll.

It was a magic flute I bought from the Magic Tower.

Its functions were nothing special, it just had a playback magic that continuously played a tune once performed until the magic power ran out or the operation was stopped.

I had prepared five methods for now, but if none of them worked, there was no choice but to hunt that sacred beast.

Thinking how fortunate it was to have the Sword Demon here, I lightly put the flute to my mouth and amplified the sound with Navi’s power.

-Priii~♪

When I blew the flute, Fenrir and the Rockslide Sheep looked at me, but there was no significant reaction.

Let’s see, if not this tune, then this one?

I checked Fenrir’s reaction while changing the melody.

One of the Demon Kings of the Warring States, the Monster King (怪獸王), used sound to tame monsters.

The Monster King’s sheet music was included in the appendix of the novel, so I played it in order while imbuing it with magic power, but Fenrir didn’t budge.

Does it require not only the sheet music but also special techniques or magic manipulation?

Should I switch to another method?

I wanted to resolve it peacefully if possible.

Since I had nothing to lose, I kept playing.

Then, as I was playing according to the 5th sheet music, suddenly, my magic power was rapidly drained, and the Rockslide Sheep that absorbed my magic power started dancing while shaking its butt.

“Baaaa~!”

“Baaaa~!”

Seeing the sheep gather and dance in circles as if excited, it seemed the performance worked to some extent.

The 5th song didn’t seem to be it, but seeing that the sheet music itself worked on the Rockslide Sheep, it should work on Fenrir too.

I was playing the flute in a good mood with certainty, but due to the crying sound of the Rockslide Sheep crying as if in chorus, the ground resonated, creating a huge tremor, and rockslides began to occur here and there on the mountains.

Rumble… Crash-!

“Wow….”

The party members lost their minds at the large-scale spectacle occurring.

When I stopped playing, the sheep stopped dancing, looked around, and started grazing.

“My lord, could this be the Maryulbo (a magic score)?”

“Uh… probably?”

Maryulbo is an ancient magic that creates magical phenomena through rhythm, used in ancient rituals but now almost obsolete.

“I knew my lord was knowledgeable, but I didn’t expect it to be to this extent.”

“It’s not that surprising.”

This time, I tried playing the flute without amplifying the sound, making it audible only to the Rockslide Sheep we were riding.

-Priii~♪

Then, the magic power consumption noticeably decreased, and the Rockslide Sheep that heard the flute sound started walking to the left with a crab-like gait.

Is the magic power consumed proportional to the extent it affects the surroundings?

If that was the case, it was only natural.

The magic power that filled the space riding on the sound had disappeared, so there was no choice but to emit magic power to that extent.

Being this inefficient, I could see why Maryulbo became obsolete.

Come to think of it, the Monster King also used the performance only when taming, and after taming, he simply controlled them.

-Priii~♪

When I played only a different part of the 5th song again, it started walking backward.

-Priii~♪

This time, it hopped up and down in place.

By experimenting like that, playing only parts of the songs, I became able to control the Rockslide Sheep as I wished.

Still, I had no idea how to tame it.

“So that’s roughly how it works. The magic power consumption is bigger than I thought?”

It’s fun but tiring.

“Of course, you’re controlling a legendary beast that appears in myths, so isn’t it only natural?”

“Ah, I see.”

After recovering my magic power, I started playing again from the 6th song.

As I was playing like that, at the 12th song, Fenrir’s ears perked up and stood straight.

Great, there’s a reaction. For the dog family, it’s this sheet music.

I alternately played variations of the 12th song included in the appendix and found the sheet music that induced drowsiness. Then, I played it while imbuing it with magic power.

After finishing one song, I activated the flute’s magic to make it repeat and focused more on adjusting the magic power.

At the magic power-infused flute sound, Fenrir yawned with a sleepy expression and slowly sat down in place.

If it were the Monster King, it would have fallen asleep before one song ended, but as expected, there seemed to be a special magic manipulation method, so the effect was small.

Can I put it to sleep by today?

I was pondering whether I should use another method when Abassael asked me.

“If it’s not rude, may I try manipulating the flow of magic power?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

I immediately withdrew my magic power. As expected, Abassael, known as a genius and a Supreme Mage, would do better than me.

“Thank you. Actually, I have a junior who majored in restoring ancient magic, so I helped him before.”

Abassael skillfully began to control the flow of magic power.

Fenrir staggered drowsily at the magic power waves flowing in all directions riding on the sound, and even the sheep began to yawn.

“Wow! As expected of El. It works.”

A genius is not called a genius for nothing. At my admiration, Abassael humbly said it was nothing.

“What I did is nothing special. In Maryulbo, what’s more important than magic power is the musical idea (樂想) that produces the effect, so my lord, who created the rhythm that works on Fenrir, is more amazing.”

He seemed to say it sincerely, but I didn’t create this sheet music. However, I decided to just let it slide as it was troublesome to explain.

Fenrir, who was staggering from drowsiness, yawned languidly and lay down leisurely to doze off.

“Sir, please quietly bring those bells from its neck without waking that fellow up. It won’t ring as long as you don’t infuse divine power into it, so it should be fine.”

“I… understood.”

The old holy knight, who was about to retort with eyes full of discontent, asking why he had to do that, remembered that Sophia would use those bells and silently jumped down from the Rockslide Sheep.

The old holy knight, known by the nickname ‘One Man Army’, hid in the waist-high meadow grass, suppressing his presence, and carefully approached so as not to wake up the shepherd dog.

Even though he was a transcendent, facing Fenrir still required risking his life.

He stealthily approached, swiftly cut the dog collar, took the bells, and returned.

“Here it is. Young lady.”

Dailhorg, who climbed back on top of the Rockslide Sheep, immediately handed the bells to Sophia even before I gave permission.

The Fallen Angel’s Horn, which touched Sophia’s hand, resonated with Sophia’s Stigmata and rang with a clear and pure sound.

Ding-! Ding-!

“Huh?!”

Sophia and Dailhorg were startled as they didn’t expect the bells to ring suddenly, and the Fallen Angel’s Horn reduced its size to fit the body size of its new owner.

“Ah, it’s ruined.”

The shepherd dog, awakened by the pure bell sound, realized that the bells attached to its neck had disappeared and bared its teeth fiercely.

“Why didn’t you say the bells would ring as soon as they entered the young lady’s hands!”

I laughed cheerfully at the old holy knight’s anger.

“Ahahaha! My mistake.”

I didn’t expect it to resonate with the Stigma through the gloves.

It’s not like I know everything.

“Grrrrr!”

“Ahahaha! Run away immediately! Everyone, hold on tight!”

I controlled the Rockslide Sheep we were riding by playing the 5th song with the flute.

Riding the Rockslide Sheep running at full speed, we quickly crossed over to the Lyre Constellation Zone, but Fenrir, also a nimble hunter, squeezed through the gate between zones before it closed and continued to chase us.

If it were the entrance of the ruins, various defensive magic installed between zones would have endlessly poured out and attacked Fenrir to drive it away, which would have been nice.

“Let’s run.”

At Anastasia’s words, I gestured to Jade and Precia without stopping playing.

“Freeze!”

“The young master asks you to wait a moment.”

Jade created ice on the river separating the living and the dead for the Rockslide Sheep to have a stepping stone to jump on, and Precia relayed my intention to Sword Demon on my behalf.

It was wiser to run away than to fight such a monster.

Sword Demon could sufficiently kill that damn dog, but she could also get injured pretty badly.

Why? Because that Fenrir was not a fake created by the ruins but the ‘real’ one.

That legendary sacred beast was a monster that got caught up when the Constellation Labyrinth was created.

If there are relics that got mixed in when the Constellation Labyrinth was constructed, naturally, living creatures could also get caught up in it.

Usually, the creatures that got mixed in would starve to death due to lack of food, but some ‘genuine’ ones survived by eating the magical power of the ruins.

No, not just survived, but became even stronger.

The Rockslide Sheep hopped and quickly crossed the river on the ice, and Jade melted and removed the ice the Rockslide Sheep had stepped on and passed.

However, Fenrir simply ran on the river water, running on top of the river.

I didn’t want to use this method, but there was no other way.

-Priii~♪

Run faster! It’s catching up!

******

Amelia clicked her tongue inwardly at Delevhem, who seemed cautious but persistently advised her to return from the ruins.

She respected his faith, but from Amelia’s perspective, he was just an annoying person who was deceived by a scammer.

The reason she couldn’t firmly reject him was that she received food support and needed skilled explorers and archaeological knowledge to reach the unexplored zone.

The sacred relic she was aiming for, the ‘Fallen Angel’s Horn,’ was in the Shepherd Constellation Zone, which was still an unexplored area that no one had officially reached yet.

Arcana had once reached the Shepherd Constellation Zone and hunted the Rockslide Sheep a long time ago.

According to the records, out of the 60-member expedition team Arcana sent at that time, only one survived, who was one of the Ten Heavenly Swords at the time.

Due to the crying sound of the Rockslide Sheep in the Shepherd Constellation Zone, 10 non-combat personnel died instantly, 20 were knocked unconscious, and 20 were seriously injured, effectively leaving only 10 members to fight against Fenrir and the rampaging flock of sheep.

Everything happened because they hastily hunted the Rockslide Sheep that was docile.

However, thanks to that, they were able to know the direction to proceed to the Shepherd Constellation Zone even within the labyrinth that constantly changed its interior.

It was thanks to the magic crystal obtained from the Rockslide Sheep.

Rotulus approached Amelia, who had removed Delevhem, and asked in a small voice.

“Does the Saint really think that scammer is truly aiming for the same target as us?”

At his question, Amelia smiled brightly.

“Fifty-fifty. Actually, I think it’s lower than half, but I’m hung up on what my gut-feeling friend said before entering the ruins.”

‘Beware of thieves.’ It had already happened, but somehow it kept lingering in her mind.

She wasn’t as intuitive as her friend, but her instinct was whispering that it wasn’t over yet.

“And even if the target is not the same, they would have had a hard time in the depths of the labyrinth, so they will definitely choose a path to rest in the middle. Then there’s no better place than here.”

Amelia and Rotulus were still in the Crown Constellation Zone.

“So that’s why you told Sword Fairy that if she waits here, she can encounter Sword Demon?”

“The possibility is high, isn’t it?”

Rotulus nodded at her words. It wasn’t incomprehensible, as Sword Demon, who would absorb such a strong magic sword, would surely take a rest.

“But is there a need to be so obsessed with that scammer?”

“I do want to teach him a lesson, but… I told you. Our target might be the same. Even if we move, I think we need to confirm that before moving.”

At Amelia’s stubbornness, Rotulus raised both hands.

“Do as you wish. The leader of this expedition is the Saint.”

Amelia smiled with satisfaction at the Mercenary King’s surrender.

At that moment, Sword Fairy Nayuta, who had been sitting quietly with her eyes closed in the corner of the zone, opened her eyes wide and jumped up.

“The presence of the magic sword that wasn’t felt until just now is rapidly approaching!”

“What?! How far?”

At Amelia’s question, Nayuta roughly estimated the distance.

“Eight zones, no, six, five? Three? Two? On-“

Crash!

“Baaaa~!”

“-e.”

A huge Rockslide Sheep forcefully opened the gate with its bulky body and descended.