The Sweet Alpha Crown Prince Loves Me So Much

Four strong young men and a skinny and seemingly useless magic stone merchant, who had been dragged out one by one in the morning, kneeled before the Crown Prince.

In fact, since the viscount had already finished interrogating them, the Crown Prince was just sitting there, scanning each person’s face.

They were all going to be executed anyway.

It wasn’t solely because of Carl Lindbergh.

It was also because it was reported that they would wander around in a group, teasing and harassing the young women in the village.

The villagers were worried that sparks might fly, so they eagerly reported every wrongdoing they witnessed.

Mahle, who made eye contact with the Crown Prince, flinched and quickly lowered his head.

“I have appeared here today to observe and confirm the sentencing that corresponds to your crimes.”

Everyone had never seen an Alpha other than Thomas before, therefore despite their fears, they couldn’t help but glance at the Crown Prince.

Among the four, including the magic stone merchant, they were all individuals in their thirties with families, and the last person to join was this guy, Mahle.

The naive, young man had ruined his life by befriending the wrong crowd.

Adrian wanted nothing more than to kill the person who had dared to harm Carl on the spot, but there was an order to everything.

Moreover, just the memory of being physically beaten by the person he had a crush on would torment him until the point of his death, so Adrian didn’t need to take matters into his own hands.

Not only did Carl use his latent magical power, but he also raised his fist.

As Adrian listened to Carl tell him about it, he fell in love all over again.

He always portrayed himself as someone who didn’t do much and acted modestly, but the recklessness and courage to take action on what he believed was right was not something that anyone could possess.

As Adrian thought about Carl, who was waiting for his work to be done while wearing comfortably fluffy clothes in the room, his heart softened once again.

It was fortunate that it didn’t show on his face.

“After deliberation, I have decided to entrust the entire handling of your disposal to Viscount Thomas Lancaster.”

Their faces lit up with joy.

Thomas has received favors from their father, mother, and their household. 

It was not just Thomas.

The reason why most of the villagers turned a blind eye to their wrongdoing was that they were also indebted to their family.

They thought that considering the various circumstances and being mindful, they would be able to get away with it.

Adrian could clearly see through their intentions and inwardly smirked.

Thomas, who had been standing behind Adrian all along, stepped forward.

Adrian placed his hand on the Viscount’s stiff shoulder and whispered in his ear.

“Viscount Thomas, the imperial family has high expectations of you. And I hope you will repay them with loyalty.”

Thomas nodded with a determined expression.

“Although this trial was conducted informally, it is hereby declared that the verdict has been reached under the strict command of the imperial family and in accordance with imperial law, without a shred of falsehood or perjury.”

An old priest in white robes walked out from Adrian’s left side.

“Before the goddess, the Mother of the Empire, humbly accept your verdict.”

The person who was sitting like a bell ringer in a quiet church with few believers has come all the way here.

The criminals murmured among themselves, trying to assess the situation, but the Crown Prince did not permit a single word from them.

As Adrian moved his finger, their lips remained sealed as if they were coated with glue, refusing to part.

Thomas read the paper in his hand.

“Anthony, Derèze, Faruk, and Mahle, these four individuals above are charged with the following crimes: firstly, the offense of molesting a neighbor’s wife; secondly, tarnishing the dignity of the Empire by engaging in gambling; thirdly, attempting to rape a guest.”

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As the charges were recited, the sinners, whose fate had already been decided, struggled and twisted their bodies in an attempt to argue and defend themselves.

Thomas remained unfazed and read the last line.

“Lastly, the crime of molesting and attempting to rape the Crown Princess of the Great Heineken Empire.”

Mahle fell down headfirst.

It was because Adrian’s pheromones, which had unconsciously surged with his anger, engulfed them.

Thomas clenched his throbbing ears and held onto his wavering consciousness.

“… receive appropriate punishment for the aforementioned crimes. The four of you will be sentenced to death. And all of you will be executed by beheading.”

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The four men collapsed as if they were about to lose consciousness.

The four glared at Thomas, questioning how he could do such a thing, but he didn’t seem to notice.

All he felt was the immense pressure, like a mountain, from Adrian Heineken, who was standing right next to him.

“Take them away. No bereaved families are allowed to attend during the execution.”

Soldiers rushed in and escorted the criminals out.

The priest followed, his hands shaking.

He looked pitiful, as if he were being punished along with them.

The one remaining man collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

He was accused of being a fraudulent seller of magic stones, disguising cheap magic stones as ones with expensive effects.

Although he had engaged in deception, he swore under oath that he had no connections with them.

Thomas looked down at him, clicking his tongue.

“Lastly, Vincent. You have received strict orders issued by the Crown Prince to be transferred to the Imperial Palace. There, you shall become the hands and feet of His Highness the Crown Princess and carry out his orders and answer any questions asked of you in detail.”

Vincent’s face showed bewilderment rather than tears.

Is going to the Imperial Palace a good thing or a bad thing?

Avoiding death was fortunate, but if he makes a mistake, it could be a double-edged sword. He was afraid that if he was caught, he would suffer even more.

“I have other tasks to attend to, so I won’t entertain any further questions.”

The Crown Prince commanded as if speaking to himself and tapped Thomas’ shoulder before leaving. 

After he left, Thomas steadied his trembling legs and called the soldiers to send the criminal to the Imperial Palace as ordered.

“Marco and Elizabeth are just crying and not eating? You should have told me that first.”

Although Carl wanted to participate in the trial, he obediently waited since he did not receive permission from the Crown Prince, and then he got on a carriage and asked about the current situation of the Heineken Imperial Palace.

Adrian couldn’t help but be surprised at Carl, who clutched his head as soon as he heard that Marco and Elizabeth had stopped eating.

“And who is it because of?”

“Of course, it’s me.”

While muttering, “Is their master that good that they won’t even eat?” Carl Lindbergh leaned his head on Adrian’s shoulder.

It was such a natural gesture that Adrian gladly leaned his shoulder against Carl’s head and playfully pinched Carl’s nose.

“It’s a continuation of the conversation we had yesterday, and it’s my excuse.”

Carl decided not to hide most things from Adrian anymore.

But the fact that this is a novel and he is an outsider should be taken to the grave if possible.

For other things, there may be some room for interpretation, but he will try to explain them in a way that is understandable.

“I lost my memory, so that means that the old Carl Lindbergh had disappeared, right?”

“That’s true.”

Adrian chuckled.

“But if I had remained as the old Carl Lindbergh, what do you think it would have been like?”

Adrian had never given Carl’s question any thought, but he tried his best to answer sincerely.

“Well, considering the relationship between our nations, my life would probably end without having to meet you. If I could have avoided it, I would have. As for you, you would have still remained in a state without any magic power or heat cycle.”

“And?”

Adrian didn’t want to answer the next part.

Carl Lindbergh had changed, and the changed Carl Lindbergh was Adrian’s ideal type, and he would continue to be so in the future.

“What would come next?”

“… You would become the puppet Omega Prince of Lindbergh, as desired by Chancellor Kitchener, and live as a tool of evil.”

With a creaking sound, the carriage began to move.

The Crown Prince’s horse took the lead among the six horses and started to run.

Considering the prince’s condition and the weather, he gave up the idea of flying.

“What comes next?”

Carl Lindbergh tried to grasp the clues from the original work.

The main difference is that, unlike the original, he wasn’t observing Adrian being happy with someone else. Instead, he was trying to cut off any potential seeds of unhappiness that might exist.

Although he didn’t know Carl’s true intentions, Adrian calmly imagined and uttered it as it was what Carl wanted.

“Then, at some point, I would become the first-ever dominant Alpha Emperor who doesn’t have a mate, having one or two recessive Omegas. I would rule over with my unappeasable rut, and in a reckless rampage, I would bring Lindbergh to ruin. After destroying the old Carl Lindbergh, or rather Lindbergh’s lineage, I would destroy myself.”

Carl, whose appetite had diminished due to the sudden and unexpected sad ending that wasn’t in his mind, let out a bitter laugh.

“… I suppose that’s how it would have been.”

Adrian mentioned that they had a lot to discuss and suggested abandoning such hypothetical scenarios, but Carl remained resolute.

“My thoughts are different. If Carl Lindbergh hadn’t changed, then in Adrian’s future, Carl Lindbergh would have been regarded only as the annoying prince of a ruined kingdom, and up until this point, everything would be the same, but then…”

“So, I’m worried that person won’t appear because of me.”

That was the real reason Carl Lindbergh had left.

A snowflake was hanging on the tip of his fluttering eyelashes, which had not yet been brushed away.

Adrian wiped it away and spoke.

“That’s strange. It sounds like a story I know.”

“What?”

Carl blinked repeatedly, as if his eyes were itching, and asked.

“But that’s our story, isn’t it? Me, falling in love with an omega who appeared one day, and I didn’t have to be lonely anymore.”

Adrian whispered in a confident tone.