The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

Everyone has desires.

The desire to defeat others and win more survival resources and fame is an instinctive desire of biological beings.

The reason why living organisms with limited lifespans pursue powerful strength is simply because this can give them more opportunities to reproduce and pass on their excellent qualities to the next generation... allowing the entire population to develop healthily.

But there are always some people who go against this instinct.

"Ah, now we are all ready. Hehehe..."

The person who kept emitting strange laughter in an unknown room was the eldest prince of the empire, Quinlan Armand.

Standing not far from him was a taciturn female swordsman - the two of them had had a brief exchange with Aarons in the border territory, but to no avail.

But now that little thing doesn't matter.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"How disrespectful! How dare you mistake the title of the Emperor of the Empire... But considering that my brother who only has brute force is indeed invading the great imperial capital of the Empire, I will be lenient to you now."

As the eldest son of Armand VII, Prince Quinlan is thirty-seven years old this year.

Although he is not considered old in this world, many obvious wrinkles have appeared on his slightly haggard face, and large patches of gray can be seen in his hair.

——That is obviously a sign of excessive indulgence.

"Hahaha...I've been waiting for this day for twenty years."

As the eldest son, Quinlan Armand was naturally expected by everyone. But soon, the expectation turned into regret.

Because he has no talent for fighting spirit or magic, he has no power in combat.

Although becoming the emperor of the empire does not necessarily require strength, the second prince who was born when he was five years old possessed a power that he would never be able to obtain.

So he would soon be abandoned - even the emperor himself had turned his attention to the second prince, so what would happen to others?

But fortunately or unfortunately, since the nobles did not expect a powerful prince to succeed to the throne, the eldest prince soon gained attention again.

Only this time, he became a puppet of the nobles.

"For this day... I pretended to be an incompetent lecher, accumulating strength bit by bit in a place where no one could see."

No matter what an incompetent prince did, it was meaningless - the arrogant nobles therefore relaxed their vigilance and allowed the eldest prince to gain some freedom that was better than nothing.

His talent was to use this small possibility to gradually erode the cornerstone of the nobles' pride.

In order to conceal his ambitions from others, he portrayed himself as a filthy dandy who kept sleeping with all kinds of women... Under the suppression of his status as the eldest prince and the acquiescence of the nobles, he ruthlessly invaded the bodies of many innocent women and even destroyed a large number of originally happy and complete families.

Under the erosion of this twisted desire or perfect acting skills, his body began to deteriorate rapidly. Even using precious ancient scrolls, he could not make up for the excessive exhaustion.

But in order to take back what he deserved and take revenge on all those who despised him, he no longer cared about all the sins.

"This is the price you pay for underestimating the incompetent... Hehe, ahahahahaha!!"

When the arrogant laughter spread throughout the room, the ministers who were kneeling before the Crown Prince began to tremble involuntarily.

What kind of cruel experience did this man in front of him have? What kind of future will his wisdom that was enough to devour the nobles and his forbearance for twenty years lead him to?

"Go down, 'this prince' needs to take a rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seeing his subordinates who still said the wrong thing even though he emphasized their status, the eldest prince just had a sneer on his face as he watched these frightened people leave the room.

Then he waved to the female swordsman beside him.

"Humph, so-called power is nothing more than a tool. And since it's just a tool, anyone can control it."

Seeing the expressionless female swordsman kneeling obediently at his feet, unbuttoning her belt skillfully, and beginning her routine "service" with her red lips slightly opened, the eldest prince's expression became sinister and ferocious.

"...I remember that there seemed to be a lot of good women around that kid from the Morty family..."

……

In the eyes of outsiders, the second prince, Mylan Armand, is just a military man.

Although he had a talent for fighting spirit, he did not advance to level five until he was thirty years old. Although level five warriors were rare in the empire, they were not particularly rare either.

“I’m not a genius, so I know exactly what I should do.”

Soon after he came of age, he took the initiative to apply to join the army. Under the protection of the army, the nobles were ultimately unable to interfere with his will.

He continued to grow in the almost endless battle between the Empire and the Kingdom of Dusk. As he became stronger and stronger, he also saw the darkness within the Empire.

"Those nobles are just parasites."

After Marquis Moti independently recaptured the border territory without relying on any nobles, the army gradually got rid of the interference of aristocratic forces.

Young Mailan had the privilege of experiencing an important period of transition firsthand - but he soon realized that it would take more than the military to regain the power that the royal family deserved.

Because the nobles control almost everything in the empire...whether it is resources, manpower, technology, trade or transportation, they are all under their control.

Failure to retake these vital territories would keep the royal family and the military at bay.

"So the only thing we could do was light a fire in their yard."

Mailan had long understood that his power alone could not overthrow the aristocratic forces that were deeply rooted in the empire.

So he decided to take a risk - first pretending to cooperate with the nobles, while also privately reaching an agreement with the enemies of the empire.

He would first use the foreign fire to burn the big tree to death, and then slowly take back the territory and glory of the empire.

"I know exactly what I am doing. I will betray this country and bring bloody disaster to the land."

"But this is the only way to save this country... Only soil irrigated with a lot of blood can grow bright flowers."

"So, let the flames of war burn every inch of the empire, let the empire end in my hands - and be reborn!"

Mylan didn't think he would lose.

Because he now sits on the throne of the emperor, and he has an army that is loyal only to him and extremely powerful weapons... these are his power.

The emperor's brother who had stolen the power of the aristocracy by relying on his cleverness would never be his opponent.

"However, my plan was disrupted by that rubbish left behind by the Moti family... I should have sent someone to kill him when I assassinated the old marquis's family."

After quietly revealing the truth that no one knew, the second prince who claimed to be the emperor revealed a cruel smile.

"——Then let the war begin."