"I don't suppose you're asking to be the next king, are you?"
"Of course not. I have no intention of making such a SHAMELSS request. I HAVE MY PRIDE AS A PRINCE!!"
I spoke as loudly as possible for everyone here to hear, to ensure King Evial couldn't deny it later.
"If that's the case, what do you seek?"
"What I seek... is for Your Majesty to choose a deserving successor with due consideration when deciding on the heir. Please refrain from any imitation, such as 'making the one who brings the world's greatest fiancée the next king'."
That's right. I Vikil completely deny these words, which serve as the trigger for the story of "Engage Hundred Times," before the main story begins. I'll refute the convenient words prepared only to make Vikir... the protagonist, the king.