When I was supposed dead, I was alive.
My kingdom was always inferior, I was always looked down upon, not today.
I have switched sides, if you can not beat your enemy, join them.
I am no longer Prince Y/N L/N of Canada...hehe no no no...
I am King Y/N Gagné Le Roux of France! Long live France!
-King Y/N Le Roux, 1431 [Altered]. (Excerpt from, French Stories.)
A/N: (HAPPY 10k PLUS! thanks for reading this book, and the ranks it has achieved in the process.)
Astolfo: "Yahoo!"
Y/N: "Agh! This water is cold! I can't do it no more, I'm out!"
Astolfo: "But Y/N! You were barely in for less than a minute!"
Y/N: "A minute is all I need!"
Astolfo, neglecting Y/N's request to not jump in the water, splashed more onto him as he squeals in shock.
Y/N: "AH! That's cold! That's cold!"
Jumping out the water at this point, if you hadn't paid attention, or didn't know what was going on...
Y/N and Astolfo were at the beach. Wasaga Beach, to be specific.
Since there are no limits to this simulated world, practically any servant can do anything.
And that means...anything.
Y/N wore a simple swimming trunk, with the maple leaf all over it.
He showed off his nice and handsome figure, a toned body with a crisp (S/C) color.
When both Astolfo and Y/N got to the beach, women would often glance at the Prince, or even take a picture of him because he looked like a model.
Fortunately, he wasn't.
Astolfo had worn a bright pink outfit, besides all the bulky armor, she was petite.
A/N: ("She", "Her" won't be used for Astolfo anymore after this chapter. You'll see why later down this chapter. 😈)
Y/N instead of looking at other women and their bodies were focused on Astolfo's and even caught himself weirdly staring.
You know, for a girl, she is flat. Like cardboard flat. Maybe she's a late bloomer? But besides that, Astolfo was cute and it warmed Y/N's heart.
Later, Y/N could be found laying down on the sand, letting Astolfo dig him in the sand, he began to think...
Y/N: "...hey Astolfo?"
Astolfo: "Yes Y/N?"
Y/N: "I feel like I often regret being a servant sometimes..."
Astolfo: "Y/N, why say that? I think that being the servant is the best thing ever!"
Y/N: "Why?"
Astolfo: "I think it's like a second chance. Most of us experience life again. Servants like you died while in action, and this is like a redemption task. It's even worse when you didn't live a great life."
Y/N: "I don't know...what you say is true. But there has to be something more to this."
Astolfo: "Don't worry if you thought you were going to spend most of your life living here, you are wrong!"
Y/N: "Huh?"
Astolfo: "They often send us out in missions with our master in a group of 3. Depending on the mission, they might call you up based on your skills."
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