The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

Precia, who was suddenly teleported to a garden with a classical mansion in view, surveyed her surroundings.

“Young Master?”

The other companions were teleported together, but Yuan and Bahamut were nowhere to be seen.

“It seems our lord has gone to a different place with Lady Bahamut.”

Abassael assessed the current situation.

At Yuan’s request, they were to undergo the immigration screening for the land of the undead, but since Yuan said he would sit out the trial, he might have already entered, Abassael judged.

What confirmed that fact was the voice coming from the sky.

“That’s right. The two esteemed guests are in a different location.”

A small skeleton wearing a suit and rabbit ear headband descended from the sky in a balloon.

Pop!

The balloon burst in midair, and the skeleton lightly landed on the ground.

“Allow me to introduce myself. I am the immigration officer who screens the entry of visitors who wish to enter the land of the undead without being undead. My name is ‘March Hare’. My friends call me Samwol.”

The small skeleton about knee-height, March, elegantly greeted them.

As March waved his finger bones like conducting, the rose vines in the garden gathered to form a chair.

Jade closely observed March sitting on the rose vine chair and asked,

“Is it originally impossible for non-undead to enter the land of the undead?”

“Of course. The land of the undead is a space for undead filled with lingering attachments to the world. It’s a resting place they pass through to attain enlightenment. In principle, living people cannot enter. There’s no benefit to entering anyway.”

At March’s answer, Silua raised her hand.

“There’s no benefit to entering? Why?”

“That’s a good question. There are many reasons, but the most important one is that the land of the undead is filled with the energy of death, which is poisonous to living organisms. This immigration qualification test is also to check if you can survive inside.”

Having said that, March giggled and muttered, “It’s common for the roles of examiner and examinee to be reversed, and they end up immigrating as citizens.”

“You are lucky. I am quite lenient among immigration officers and the undead with the least number of casualties among all officers. It’s quite difficult to encounter me. The great dragon seems to cherish you a lot.”

Among immigration officers, there were often cases where they cruelly killed the immigration hopefuls taking the trial for fun.

When they died like that, the officers kindly helped the dead person’s immigration as if nothing had happened.

It was rare for those who had returned from death to be favorable towards the living.

It was due to the fundamental difference and innate physiological disgust.

However, not all undead felt unpleasant emotions toward living beings.

Because they were also living beings before returning from death.

Undead who retained their memories were generally favorable towards people.

“I heard that to be granted entry, we must overcome a trial. What trial will we face?”

Yard, who would have joked around to lighten the mood under normal circumstances, asked straightforwardly.

At Yard’s serious question, March tilted his head, making the rabbit ear headband flutter.

“My, wouldn’t it be better to have a break time? Once you enter the trial, there won’t be time to rest.”

Giggling alone, March jumped off the rose vine chair and flicked his finger bones.

Then, a large blackboard emerged from the ground.

“I can offer you two trials. One is to capture the undead causing chaos outside the country and guide them here.”

On the right side of the blackboard, wanted posters of undead were stuck all over.

“Human chef ‘Balakie’, Ghost Fleet ‘Obobible’, ‘Dudududu’ of the Rotten Valley…. ‘Sage of the Sun’ in the Solar Desert.”

The wanted posters had the name of the undead, the year of occurrence, main characteristics, and difficulty level written on them.

They were all notorious individuals who had caused undead disasters.

In particular, ‘Sage of the Sun’ was a monster called the worst undead disaster in history, surpassing the undead disaster caused by the Sword Spirit.

“The trial of guiding the dead takes a long time but is a surefire method. It’s attractive that it can reduce the world’s chaos and determine the difficulty level.”

Yard gripped the jewel in his arms and said,

“I don’t have that much time.”

Even Dorothy, who was called the Great Witch, said it would be difficult to save Lila.

If Lila, in such a state, were left unattended for a long time, who knows what might happen.

“Is that so? Then you will choose the trial on the left.”

On the left side of the blackboard, a complex maze diagram was drawn.

“The left trial ends relatively quickly, but the difficulty is quite high, and if you fail, you cannot retry. Ah, of course, I mean you can’t retry the trial I oversee, but you can still take the trials of other officers. Is that still okay?”

As March sought everyone’s agreement, they all nodded seriously.

“It’s better to end it quickly.”

“Yuan oppa will be waiting.”

“Time is more valuable than gold, after all.”

As everyone agreed, Yard’s eyes reddened.

“Thank you…!”

Abassael patted Yard’s back as if comforting him as he expressed his gratitude.

“Very well. The trial you have chosen is tag. You just need to catch me within the time limit and escape this maze.”

As March clapped, the blackboard sank back into the ground and disappeared.

At the same time, the rose trees in the garden grew and formed a dense wall.

“We will now begin the immigration test.”

With those words, the skeleton rabbit disappeared into the rose tree forest.

I sat on a plush chair in the theater, watching the screen projected by an old projector while chewing on peanuts.

“Oh, this is delicious.”

“Right? It’s a specialty here. I come to eat it from time to time too.”

Bahamut giggled as she chewed on peanuts.

At my compliment, the skeleton in a suit bowed politely.

-We are glad that the specially prepared snack suits your taste. If you need anything, please ring the bell.

The skeleton, who poured fragrant wine into my glass, bowed his head with discipline and withdrew.

On the screen projected by the projector, as soon as the words “let’s begin the test” were spoken, the small rabbit undead wearing a rabbit ear headband ran away through the wall made of rose trees.

Simultaneously with the words “let’s begin,” Jade and Yard tried to catch it with mana threads and ice magic but missed it.

“Too bad. That was probably the only chance to catch it easily.”

It was evident that although Jade had become somewhat cunning unlike in the novel, he still had a long way to go.

If it were me, I would have prepared to restrain it while it was rambling on about the explanation, but it seemed too much to expect such a response from him.

“Oh, you know about the trial?”

At Bahamut’s question, who was looking at me with interested eyes, I shrugged nonchalantly.

“It’s obvious. Judging from what I see, that undead doesn’t seem to be very strong, so that rose maze must be the dangerous element.”

The skeleton rabbit’s trial was not life-threatening but a very difficult test.

The skeleton rabbit was just fast; the true trial was that maze.

At my words, Bahamut smiled and nodded.

“That’s right. The traps in that maze change from moment to moment, making even transcendents and great mages unable to keep up.”

Since the Dark Queen created that maze, it was natural for there to be countermeasures against transcendents and great mages.

“But why does the trial cease to be a trial if I participate in it?”

I thought it was because of spirit arts, but I asked because I didn’t know the exact reason.

At my question, Bahamut pointed to the spirits, just as I had guessed.

“The traps in that maze don’t work on spirits.”

“Really?”

“Ah, they are entering the maze.”

Bahamut watched my companions heading toward the maze with excitement.

With Yuan’s absence, Abassael, the oldest and most experienced among the group, was chosen as the leader.

It was because he was the most suitable, having investigated various dungeons and magical phenomena in his youth to become a Supreme Mage.

“Precia, take the lead at the front, followed by Yard and Gilbert to provide support.”

“Understood.”

“Sophia, cast support magic for now and stand in the center, ready to heal and remove status ailments at any time.”

“Leave it to me.”

“Silua and Jade, protect Sophia’s sides. Silua, please scout with your dolls.”

“Yes! Uncle!”

“I’ll be at the rear, watching our back. Let’s enter now.”

Silua sent mass-produced golems into the maze first.

Then, the group entered the labyrinth in their formation.

As soon as they entered the labyrinth, flower buds burst and sprayed white fog.

“Wind Barrier! Construct the area!”

Abassael quickly created a wind barrier to prevent the fog from reaching the group.

It was unknown that the fog was filled with sleep-inducing components, but he took action after sensing the mana lingering in the fog.

“The fog is too thick, so ultrasound doesn’t travel well.”

Silua, who had sent bat dolls high into the sky, couldn’t confirm the surrounding structure due to the diffuse reflection caused by the fog.

“Then I will try scouting.”

Yard wore the gloves he received from Dorothy and emitted mana threads in all directions.

Using the gloves, Yard was surprised to see that his mana consumption was significantly lower than usual.

“These gloves are no ordinary treasure.”

The mana threads that spread out like a spider web transmitted various information to Yard more delicately than before.

The maze made of rose vines was quite complex, but with the assistance of the gloves, it seemed possible to know both ends of the maze.

At that moment, when Yard stretched his mana threads as far as possible to find the skeleton rabbit, he felt something crumpling his mana threads.

“Something is coming! It’s quite large!”

At Yard’s words, Precia and Gilbert infused mana into their swords and prepared for battle.

Not long after Yard’s warning, a thunderous sound was heard.

-Shaaaaa!!

The sound reverberated, and a giant snake skeleton poked its head through the fog.

The problem was that it wasn’t just one snake skeleton head that poked out.

“It’s a Hydra!”

It was the undead of a Hydra, a monster with multiple heads on one body.

“There’s no regeneration magic cast on it! We can just cut it off!”

Even if it was a monster with tremendous regenerative power when alive, when it became an undead, its physical strength from its living days would greatly weaken.

Usually, necromancers performed various magical procedures to compensate for this.

However, the undead here were not controlled by necromancy, so such measures were not taken.

At Abassael’s cry, Precia swung her sword with all her might.

The Hydra’s head swiftly dodged and roared.

-Shaaaaa!!

Simultaneously with the Hydra’s roar, a horde of zombie minotaurs rushed through the fog, and bone wyverns flew in the sky.

The skeleton rabbit, hiding between the Hydra’s heads, stepped on the Hydra’s neck bones and hopped up to the Hydra’s skull.

Then, it frivolously took out a pocket watch and slightly turned it towards the group.

“Eheheheh! There’s no time, the time limit to catch me is rapidly approaching.”

The undead monsters commanded by the skeleton rabbit began to surround them.