Kaion, a 300 year old prince, relaxed, lazy, smart, handsome, spectacular, that's me.

As a prince I have certain duties, helping in the management of my country, Zemini, or helping in its growth.

After reincarnating here on earth, I implemented many new things, public schools, abolished slavery of innocents, killed some corrupt people here and there, among others.

Unfortunately the throne is open since my father unfortunately died about 100 years ago, you know, stealing some relics from the church and was caught by the high priest and stuff, he was an adventurer, God rest his soul, whatever.

I don't understand why they don't give the fucking throne to my younger brother, life as a king is a blow to the head.

Well, things like resolving these bills and documents is much easier, taxes, foreign trade, implementation of new laws, and such things.

Suddenly I hear heavy footsteps from the hallway, the door suddenly opens.

A tall knight with brown hair appears with a panicked expression on his face.

Carlo " Hi-Highness is urgent!!!"

Kaion "What is it now? More letters from kayla? Bring them here."

Fuck, I swear I'm still going to fuck this crazy woman, with at least 30 different positions, I'm already getting stressed with the risk of rebellion, heretics and superinflation, shit, I need some booze.

Carlo "No sir, it's the church again"

Kaion "FUCKING CHURCH AGAIN!!!"

Holy fuck motherfucker, that's why I don't want to be king, what kind of motherfucker kills 6 fucking brothers to have to deal with this shit every single day?

Shit, my head, massaging my temples I reach for a 300 year old wine from my dimensional item box.

A big glug sound follows, I only stop when I get halfway through the bottle.

Kaion "Today I kill these whores"

I fly like a flash arriving on a plain several kilometers from my country, there I see 3 armies with 200 thousand each, haaaaaa holy shit I've sighed so much these years that I think I'm going to wither, killing these bitches now will make Kayle sad. ..

Actually this crazy bitch will think it's fucking funny, never mind, killing weaklings leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

How will it be now?

Illusion? No, it's already used, clear vision magic is already applied to everyone, wash it away? Hmm, just use dirt.

Hmmmm

THE

mass teleport

Too crazy.

Suddenly I invoke a magic circle that covers the 3 armies, one above and one below, the top descends and transports everyone back to their kingdom.

Okay, today's work done.