'The game must be insane! To be sent to the Pervert Prince? Why not Clark!? He has the most potential!' He asked in worries, 'Oh my, I am doomed!'

He realized that the body he has will get killed sooner or later. Not in warfare but for misbehaving and assaulting again the General's daughter.

He was caught in the act and was sentenced to death by his Father himself. His father will disown him and then put to death after the third time repeating it.

'But nevermind, I will die anyways sooner or later in this game. I will just focus on staying alive!'

And first, not raping the General's daughter. Easy right? But what if he was accused? He could not deny the case as he has his past. Repenting would be needed to be seen and not just in words.

And even so, no one will believe. That's just it. Plus, Griffith has a bad personality in itself. Not in character but in real life. He would kick anyone who would accuse him if needed. And so, he was in a bind. He could not know what personality he should show at the moment. Be in character or be real.

'I say, be real, no one cares to be honest,' he concluded.

Also, he saw the General's daughter in the throne room again. She was beautiful indeed! Her demeanor was of a general but graceful and having refined character. It will not be a surprise if the Pervert Prince would take interest in her. With disappointed look towards him, Griffith could not help but to scratch his head.

But anyways, all the Princes and Princess were here. So it would not be good to get distracted with her beauty. She immediately snubbed Griffith after he looked at her. To think that he has to suffer too with his character's fault.

But! Elena was not his type, Griffith preferred a simple girl more and with good attitude and character. Something you would fall in love even without good looks. Like that, but his preferences would still change anytime.

The General's daughter Elena grabbed his Father's hem as she was uncomfortable with Griffith around. With that, his father was angered again.

"Father, the lecherous and pervert Prince is staring me again. Maybe he was raping me in his mind," she said.

"The what?" Griffith said it out loud.

Elena was a conservative girl but with constant assaults of Griffith, she became tainted. Griffith could not deny that this character was indeed trash. And Clark was her fiance so it became a more complicated situation.

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Clark was angered. To assault your fiance would create chaos. And so he drew his sword against Griffith.

"Father, I can't tolerate his character anymore. Disowning him would not even give justice but to kill him myself! If you are not my brother that is, but I am prohibited to do that. Tsk, I loathed you bastard!" Clark shouted.

The King then sighed, " Okay, I will disown him and revoke his status as a Prince. From now on, you will only be a Lord and not a Prince anymore. That is my judgement,"

"As you wish my King!" Clark bowed slightly and then smirked. Alas, his plan was a success.

"Sigh, okay have it your way. Though Elena is not my type." Griffith said to him.

"Huh! Bastard!" Shouted Clark. He was stopped by Jeanne at the moment he drew his sword.

"Father, I will leave now if you want. There's nothing to do here anyways. What is the reason why we are called?" Griffith asked. He has a lot to do in his study table inside his room.

"Hmm, I will assign you all to the tribes that you will Lord over. The Empire of the East has amassed their scouts and almost half the Enchiridia was already captured. And it was just a scout! You need to fight and needed to recapture the past castles and towns. Also free the Lords that the Empirians have captured.

"The Lords fought but it was of no avail. They were captured in the last battle. We escaped but more than half of the Lords were taken captives. It was a losing battle. We were caught on guard." The King explained then tapped his scepter on the floor three times.

"Arthur Clark, you are assigned to the Northern tribe on the North. Lumiel, you are on the Mounted Tribes of the East. Alexa, you are on the Desert tribe on the South. Jeanne, you are on the Hunter tribe on the South Eastern parts. And Griffith, you are on the Forester tribes on South West.

"Now, I declare you all as Lords! The one who could end this War will be the next in throne. Go! You are all dismissed." Said the King.

And so the other siblings watched with malice to each other. They wanted to have the throne for themselves.

Only one was not interested and it was Griffth, the youngest prince.

They all mocked their youngest saying why a trash was here and he just smiled.

"But I beat you all a hundred times in chess and battle tactics lesson!" Griffith scoffed.

The eldest Arthur kicked him on the stomach, making him slam on the floor.

"It is not valid in actual battle, besides, you are not a Prince anymore." Arthur then stomped his feet on his head.

"Sure!" Griffith said to him after he stood up.

"Arthur, don't do that in my presence. He is still your brother even with his status as a Prince taken," King Leo said to his son.

"I am sorry Father,"

Griffith knew that he was a weakling in terms of fighting but was hiding his other talents. From blacksmithing, engineering, healing, leadership, Charisma, theories and knowledge overall.

He was only underestimated because he was a weakling in combat and in sparring matches.

"Pfft, a weakling will always be a weakling...let's go and not waste time here for the trash." Said Arthur then left the room.

They left the throne room to go to the land that was promised to them.

Griffith waved goodbye to his mother and they went on separate ways. They had to go to the tribes as soon as possible.

But, to their estimation, they all thought that it was nearly impossible. Not only in the military population but the armory of the Empire. They were the ones at disadvantaged even using their common sense only.