"You... Huh???"
"Is it Weston and Precht? And the Chief of Staff and Miss Mavis??"
Hearing the exclamations of Weston and the others, Edolas-Warrod immediately shifted his gaze over.
The moment his gaze shifted, he called out everyone's names or identities at once, but immediately afterward, he realized something was wrong.
"But... I feel like something is weird!"
"What happened to you all?"
"And why are you together with His Highness the Prince?"
Finally, when his gaze fell upon Yuri, his pupils constricted instantly.
"What is going on?"
"Why are there two Princes?!"
Edolas-Warrod's gaze moved back and forth between the two, trying his best to distinguish who was the real deal, but unfortunately, the two Yuris looked exactly the same; it was impossible to tell them apart by appearance alone.
"Which one of you is the real Prince, and who is the fake?!"
Edolas-Yuri was helpless and had to step forward to clarify his identity: "I am Yuri Anaza! The other one is just a friend I met outside who looks quite a bit like me!"
How is this 'quite a bit like him'?
They are exactly the same, okay?!
Strange, I've never heard that His Highness the Prince had a twin brother...
"Wait!! Since there are two Princes, then you all... must be other people?!"
Edolas-Warrod finally reacted: "Your Highness, these people..."
"These people are all my friends!"
"Friends?"
"May I ask Your Highness, where did you meet this group of friends?"
The Warrod of the alternate world was, after all, a Captain of the Kingdom's Army; facing this group of unknown and mysterious newcomers like Weston, he didn't lack a single bit of the vigilance he should have.
"Haven't you noticed that they look exactly like certain people?"
"If there were only one example, it could be called a coincidence, but including yourself, everyone is like this. That is very strange!"
Edolas-Yuri waved his hand.
"I have a handle on this matter."
"For now, tell me why you've come looking for me with such fanfare!"
Edolas-Warrod's face turned solemn.
"Your Highness, His Majesty the King has ordered us to bring you back. Please do not make things difficult for us!"
He paused for a moment and then continued: "His Majesty has already issued an order to our three armies to 'bring you back by force.' If you insist on resisting, we can only resort to force!!"
Seeing this, the group secretly grumbled: This Edolas Warrod clearly looks so funny, yet he acts so tough...
However, after a little thought, they felt relieved.
In the guild, Warrod had always been the persona of a "good guy" and a gentle older brother. After reversing his personality, wouldn't he be exactly this kind of tough, cold, and "my word is law" person?!
"Fine, then let's go."
Hearing the phrase 'let's go,' Edolas-Warrod was momentarily stunned: "Your Highness, you are willing to come with us?"
"Of course!"
"No resistance?"
"That's right! Is something wrong?"
"Uh... it's just a bit unexpected. After all, when you left back then, it was... quite sudden!"
As for why Edolas-Yuri left the Royal Capital, outsiders didn't know, but this group of insiders knew perfectly well; otherwise, they wouldn't have announced to the public that 'The Prince is traveling incognito to inspect the people's conditions.'
"If I truly didn't want to come back, I could have stayed outside forever."
"Now that I have returned to the Royal Capital, it means I'm going to settle that matter once and for all!"
Hearing this, a hint of surprise surfaced in Edolas-Warrod's eyes, while the coldness on his face softened slightly: "If that is truly the case, then that couldn't be better!"
"Your Highness, please follow us!"
"As for these few..."
His gaze looked toward Weston and the others, appearing somewhat hesitant.
Edolas-Yuri immediately followed up: "They are coming into the Royal Palace with me. There is a very important matter that needs to be explained to Royal Father personally!"
"After we go back, go ahead and call the other few over as well."
"...Your subordinate obeys!!"
Edolas-Warrod knew that when his Prince mentioned 'the other few,' he meant his own colleagues who 'shared faces' with the people before them. Realizing something fishy was going on, he immediately sprang into action with vigor.
The group arrived at the Royal Palace and entered the Great Hall.
After waiting in the hall for about ten minutes, several figures arrived one after another.
Thump, thump, thump!
Walking like a mountain quaking, footsteps like rolling thunder.
The first to walk into the hall was a tall, burly man.
He came before the group and earnestly called out 'Your Highness' to Edolas-Yuri.
Weston stared dumbfounded at the big guy approaching him.
The other's face was similar to his own, but his height was a full two meters, and his build was more than twice his own. Moreover, his upper body wore only a white tank top, revealing muscles that were firm and full from long-term training.
"Is... is this... the me... of this world??!"
"That's right!"
Edolas-Yuri introduced him to the group: "Captain of the First Squad of the Kingdom's Army, the man known as 'The Greatest Warrior of Edolas,' Weston Leibniz!"
The Greatest Warrior?
In terms of this physique, he certainly qualifies!
Wait!
Weston was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Edolas-Yuri: "Back in Dr. Grisha's ward, how did you recognize me at a glance?"
Edolas-Yuri blinked: "Aren't you guys about the same?"
"There is clearly a huge difference, okay!!"
"I am not the type of brawny oaf or muscle-brain who looks like he has no thoughts!"
Yuri snickered on the side: "You're so smart; it's quite normal for you to become a brawny oaf in this world."
While they were talking, a second person walked in doing the moonwalk.
Everyone's eyes were instantly drawn to him.
The newcomer's features and build were exactly the same as Precht's. The difference was that this man had a head of smooth, lush hair that reached his waist, his face was meticulously maintained, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were filled with a frivolous, rakish smile.
His upper body wore only a white shirt, which was covered in more than ten lipstick marks of different colors. For some reason, the top two buttons were missing, leaving his chest half-exposed.
As they brushed past each other, various floral scents instantly invaded everyone's noses from his body.
Edolas-Yuri continued the introduction: "This is the Captain of the Second Squad of the Kingdom's Army, Precht Vincent!"
"So you're actually willing to come back so soon, Your Highness?"
Precht Vincent came before Edolas-Yuri, his face still carrying that rakish smile, "And here I thought you'd at least play around outside for a year or two before coming back, so I specifically sent word to the armies everywhere to keep them from disturbing your travels..."
"So you actually did those things..."
"Thanks."
"No need for thanks. Regardless, my help for you can only go this far."
Precht Vincent flirtatiously flicked his long hair: "Since you came back voluntarily, that means you've already made the psychological preparations to face that one thing you didn't want to do most back then, right?"