In a garden, I was fervently swinging my sword.

The garden was breathtaking, with rich green grass and gorgeous flowers and trees surrounding it.

I moved my blade freely, as I did every day after sunrise, demonstrating a variety of swordsmanship while enjoying the lovely light of the sun on my skin. This exercise lasted two hours before I decided to call it a day.

"Good work, your highness," she said, and a lovely girl dressed in maid attire came over and handed me a towel. I accepted it and wiped the sweat from my brow that had gathered after two hours of intensive practice.

"Thank you, Daisy," I responded with a modest smile that made her blush slightly.

She dropped her head and whispered meekly, "It's my duty, your highness." "I have already prepared clean clothes and water for your highness's appearance so that he may eat breakfast."

I smiled once again and nodded in agreement. Then, regardless of whether Daisy was around, I removed my workout clothes and changed into the clothes Daisy had packed.

Daisy blushed profusely and turned around, startled. When I first saw it, I couldn't help but laugh.

Daisy works for me as a personal servant. She has been my servant since I was a child, taking care of all of my needs, or nearly all of my wants.

Our ages were the same until yesterday, at 17 years old, but I'm a week older.

Daisy has a lovely white complexion, black eyes, and light brown hair. Her oval face and large eyes give her the appearance of a little animal in need of constant protection.

She also appears younger than her age due to her short stature (1.6 meters).

To be honest, her height is the only minor aspect of her personality.

I laughed while wearing my clothing and quickly tidied my blue hair with my hand, but Daisy saw and tidied my clothes and hair again when I was finished.

"Let's go," I murmured as Daisy trailed after me as we moved into the dining area.

We walked about five minutes to get to the dining room, which was very far from the garden. Daisy caressed my shoulder and called out to me shyly before entering. "I neglected to tell you, Your Highness." Greetings on your special day! "

My eighteenth birthday is today.

"Thanks. Have you prepared a present for me? "

"I did," she said, her face flushed with embarrassment. "However, I'll give it to you tonight."

When I heard her, I couldn't help but smile.

"I'll be waiting for it," I said, hugging her tightly and kissing her cheek before she could react.

Daisy blushed profusely, but she did not refuse my hug or kiss.

After that, I turned around and drew a deep breath. My face became solemn almost instantly. Daisy was also aware of the situation and was able to rapidly modify her emotions.

I opened the door when she was ready.

An icy voice interrupted my ability to monitor the scenario within.

"At long last, you've arrived."

"... I'm sorry, father," I said, a smile on my face and a small bow. "I came right away after finishing my morning exercises."

My father gave a quick frown but said nothing else. Instead, the woman seated next to him expressed her displeasure. "Didn't you know that breakfast is served at 8:00 a.m.?" How could you keep us waiting for you!? "

I frowned and shifted my gaze to the unoccupied seat next to her. "However, I'm not the last person here."

"You..." the woman seated next to my father hissed angrily, but my father interrupted her before she could finish.

"Enough!

"

We both came to a halt.

"Claus, please have a seat. It's unworthy of a queen to dispute with a child, Lilia. Is it really that difficult for us to eat a decent breakfast!? "

"Hmph!

" The woman reluctantly averted her sight, but not before casting a venomous glance at me.

I just sat down and shrugged in my head.

My father sighed and shook his head tiredly when he saw it.

Please allow me to explain the problem.

Claus Quintin is the fourth prince of the Arcadian Empire, and today is my 18th birthday.

Two older half-brothers, one older sister, and one younger half-sister make up my family. My father is Emperor Grand Quintin, and he is married to Lilia Riea, my stepmother. My mother, on the other hand, died not long after I was born.

My father, the queen, my first brother, Alan Quintin, my third sister, Dina Quintin, and my younger sister, Lena Quintin, are currently seated around the table. Bryan, my other brother, has yet to arrive.

My status as the fourth prince of the world's largest human kingdom is quite high, but to be honest, that isn't the most unexpected aspect of me. Instead, there's something far more amazing.

Claus Quintin, I am a reincarnated person.

It's my 708th reincarnation right now.