Trapped in a Dating Sim: The World of Otome Games is Tough for Mobs Vol. 3 by Yomu Mishima

Author:Yomu Mishima [Mishima, Yomu]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: light novel
Publisher: Seven Seas Entertainment
Published: 2021-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

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I scanned the audience chamber, but there was no sign of Angie and Livia.

Crap. This is kinda disheartening.

The five idiots were here at least, but they’d been horribly distracted since Marie blew up at them.

There they go, moping over their stupid infatuation while I’m over here seriously trying to figure out how to use real love to get us out of this situation!

My plan to use the love between Marie and her reverse harem was up in flames. I needed a love strong enough to beat the principality’s Giant! I needed the love to end all loves! The strongest weapon in the game! Where was I going to find a love like that? It wasn’t just going to fall out of nowhere and land in my lap.

Come on, idiot brigade, we’re in real trouble here!

An assembly of nobles, knights, and civil and military officials lined the edge of the room in neat rows. His Majesty wore a lopsided, enigmatic grin, seemingly in a better mood than usual.

“There are definitely a lot fewer people here this time,” said the king.

Many of the knights and nobles had fled. We even had a dearth of soldiers, evidence of how hopeless the upcoming battle seemed. If I were just a common soldier, I would have run, too. Those left were either truly bold or had resolved to accept their fate.

“Nonetheless, those who have remained are true heroes!” the king went on. “Those principality cowards command a horde of monsters as they advance on our capital. Gentlemen, now is the time to put your lives on the line! To face off with our enemy, we must unite. Viscount Bartfort, step forward!”

I made my way down the red carpet and took a knee in front of His Majesty, bowing my head.

“Given the danger of our predicament, I hereby appoint you commander-in-chief. There are those here who would belittle you for your youth. I’m sure there are also those who distrust your lack of experience. However, only you possess the power to lead us to victory. Tell me, Viscount Bartfort, can you win?”

He said it so theatrically, like lines from a movie. Not that I disapproved. There was something appealing about the drama of it all. So I used a line I’d heard somewhere before: “If that is what Your Majesty desires, yes.”

The crowd broke out into whispers.

“How dare a little runt like him…”

“Tsk, his words may be proper, but that’s all he has going for him.”

“Hmm, I’ll give him seventy points for that reply.”

“I feel like I’ve heard that line somewhere before…”

I’m embarrassed enough as it is, so you can keep your commentary to yourself! See, even the king looks pissed off! Wait…why does he look pissed off?

“I see, then.” Queen Mylene’s cheeks flushed. She looked happy for some reason? But why?

His Majesty continued, “Then with Viscount Bartfort as our commander-in-chief, we go forth to battle!”

A noble in extravagant dress—Marquess Frampton—rose to protest. He had heavy bags under his eyes, and his face was gaunt.

Well, that’s not surprising.

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