Transmigrated As An Adventuring Prince?![DISCONTINUED]

New record of three days belated update :D Sorry.. I may not be able to publish the next chapter soon, my exams are gonna make me so sad I'll be mourning badly :D

《 A.N complete 》

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN AN ACCIDENT?! YOU ALMOST LOST YOUR LIFE!!", please I'm begging you, don't scream at my ear. "I-Inanira please calm down..", Ravyn stammered as he clutched his cloth.

"What you did was reckless, human. The other gods would laugh at us if you died pitifully.", I deadpanned at Dagon, who acted like a tsundere at this point.

"Dear spells, Ravyn's blessing might be easy to control but the sheer power of a demon had destroyed many human, their existence wiped without a trace. MUCH LESS THE STRONGEST, THE COMMANDER OF LUST! YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR MIND TO CALL MY LATE SERVANT!"

"It's not like I summoned him, he just responded to me. And didn't the blessing state that I would summon a high ranking demon? I see no problem with that.", I shrugged which earned a laugh from Dagon and a frustrated Ianira.

"I have no regrets choosing you, human. Your mental ability back in that world had already exceed average, containing a demon commander wouldn't be too hard.", Dagon laughed as he looked down, Ravyn looking at the taller male with confusion.

I could already guess what that mini god was thinking.

'But didn't you disagree with this human? And blah blah blah.'

"Why you mere mortal! I did choose you out of the remaining humans!", Dagon roared, crackles of flame erupting in his hands. Ravyn cowered behind me, Dagon looking at the two of us menacingly.

"Alright boys, let us calm down and discuss of this incident.", I shot the goddess an unimpressed look but stayed silent. The three gods seated themselves at the other side of the round table, with a few inches apart.

"Now tell us, why did you call out that skill? That servant of mine has a very stubborn attitude, he won't answer a call to possess a human without any kind of bargaining.", I looked at the goddess with a confused look, which piqued the interest of the gods.

"You didn't.. Who's voice was that? There was a voice that told me to call out the skill..", I muttered, Dagon having heard it since he was the closest to me. "Voice? I am quite convinced that neither of us had whispered to you yet.", he spoke aloud, which earned a nod from me.

"Hmm.. This is bizarre. We should have been alerted if you had were contacted by another god or their incarnation. Is there any detail you have forgotten to tell us?"

"Ianira, I'm pretty sure my memory is focused solely on Neptune, I didn't have the time to think about what that voice sounded like.", while I was explaining what the voice was to the best of my short term memory, Ravyn looked like he had something in mind.

"What if.. the voice w-was the commander of l-lust? The goddess of spirits d-did make a rule about vengeful souls.", Ravyn stuttered while explaining, stopping Ianira from strangling the life out of me. "That is possible, she made sure that the vengeful souls would only reincarnate when they find their peace. It is not impossible for him to want revenge upon his assailants.", the goddess explained subconsciously to my confused self.

I noticed a glimmer by my peripheral vision, turning my head towards it. I saw many particles dancing in the air, going towards the endless silver abyss. I tilted my head, confused why they suddenly appeared. My eyes trailed the floating particles, leading towards the table.

"Huh..", my eyes narrowed slightly when the trail ended, coming from the table. Ravyn seemed to notice the particles.

"Ahh.. Y-Your connection with us is f-fading. It seems li-like someone is waking you up.", I blinked as my eyes traveled across the maroon boy's face. These particles were coming from me? Eh whatever.

"Oh! Dear, for the sake of your safety please do not engage in anything psychological!", Ianira's exclaim only brought confusion to me.

"Alright..? Have a nice day then..", I whispered before I succumbed into darkness.

I felt my left hand being grasped by another, something heavy placed on my side. I felt a slight tinge of pain from whoever's grasp, feeling a cloth wrapped tightly around it. I could also feel something had wrapped itself on my face, and by the texture I concluded it was a bandage.

I tried moving my body in a more comfortable position, making whatever that was one my side lift up abruptly. My eyes seemed to have been glued shut. I heard someone's voice talking to another, although the voice itself was muffled.

After too many attempt, my eyelids finally found the strength to combat the crust. My sight was blurry, I couldn't see much but I concluded that I was inside a healing room, with the smell of something that calmed my mind.

I saw a blurry figure beside me, their face close to mine as their mouth was moving. I stared at the person in awe, definitely they would have gotten a wife or husband already.

"-lius? Can you hear me? Camellius?", Camellius? Who's that? I felt my head throb, a pained groan slipping past my lips. Whoever was in front of me quickly called someone, several healers coming in the room.

I felt something cold being poked inside of my wrist, wincing at the slight pain from there. Suddenly I felt something cool circulating inside of me, easing away my headache and discomfort.

A hand placed itself on my cheek, the warm hand ridding the crust from my eyes. I stared at the person, although a little blurry I could make out some features.

They had short neatly parted orange brown hair, beautiful amber eyes that shone with concern. Their flawless cocoa skin contrasting their autumn locks.

"Where.. is Damian?", the person looked appalled. Did I say something wrong??

"How dare you ask for another when you're still wounded. You could have died if it wasn't for my magic. On the other hand you did not even greet me! Your older brother! How could you do this to the throne's heir..", this guy just went from intimidating to sobbing in seconds..

Hold up did he say heir with a throne before it? Did he say older.. brother..?

WHAT THE FUCK?! WYNN'S ACTUALLY A PRINCE?! Oh shit what kingdom did he really come from! Fuck! Damn what did I do to transmigrate into a prince's body..

The man wiped away a non existent tear, looking at me with puppy eyes. Wait how old is this guy? And what the fuck do I call him?

"Back on topic, are you feeling alright? The queen of Nightmare Crawler's saliva is far more dangerous than her servants. Are there side effects I have to take note of?", how long have I missed a sibling's concern..? This.. This reminds me of my sister. How is she?

"Camellius? I asked if you are alright?", I blinked and directed my eyes to the male's face, finally locking eyes with another. "A-Ah.. I'm alright dear brother.", I answered shakily, trying to suppress the tears forming at the thought of my own sibling.

"Are you sure? You're trembling Camellius. Is this a side effect of that monster's saliva?", I looked down on my hand, seeing it shaking as I had a hard time curling my fingers.

"Maybe.. I misses you dear brother.", this is hard.. To pretend to know and share the memories with him while I only knew of my sister. Sorry, I'm not your brother.

"It's alright, Camellius. Mother and father await your return to the castle, do visit us in the upcoming festival.", what a nice brother you have Wynn. You're so blessed to have a loving family and great friends.

I envy you.